Page 77 of Lies like Rubies, Part Two (Savage Jewels)

When I enveloped her breasts, I teased her taut nipples, eliciting a heady groan.

“Move faster, Lorenzo,” she whined.

Gently, I pushed a hand against her back until her face once again hovered over Dante’s cock. This time, he tangled his fingers in her hair, taking control of her movements.

I didn’t waste any time, sliding my fingers through her folds and collecting the wetness. She cried out when I flicked her clit, then moaned around Dante’s cock when I shoved two fingers into her, stretching and scissoring her.

When I plunged into her, she cried out, her fingers clutching Dante’s thighs as her pussy clenched around me, sweet, perfect heaven. Her needy whimpers went straight to my cock.

“Fuck, Sofia,” I gasped, my fingers digging into her hips as I dragged her back into me, setting a pounding rhythm that Dante matched, shoving her back and forth between us as she cried out and moaned, unable to do anything but accept the pleasure we brought her. Dante forced her up and down until she gagged and choked, but he didn’t stop, only met my relentless pace as I slammed into her, adjusting her hips until the angle was perfect for my cock to hit that spot inside of her that drove her over the edge. “So fucking perfect, sunshine.”

Sofia’s pussy fluttered around me, then tightened as she screamed around Dante’s cock, the sound muffled as he thrust into her, shouting her name as he came. Seconds later, I followed, emptying myself into her.Shit.

I pulled out, enchanted by the sight of my cum dribbling out of her.Fuck it.I slid my fingers up her thigh, catching the liquid as it seeped out of her gorgeously swollen pussy, and shoved it back in.

Dante watched, sated and amused. “Are you clean?” he asked me.

Sofia nuzzled her face against his thigh as I gently fingered her.

“I am,” I said, wiping my finger on her ass, then gently pulling up her underwear and jeans, arranging andadjusting her, utterly enchanted with the idea of her spending the rest of the evening dripping my cum.

“Miraculously, so am I,” she murmured as Dante gathered her up in his arms so she cuddled in his lap, sleepy and satisfied and not thinking about the shitshow her life had turned into recently. “You should all get tested too.”

A few minutes later, Nick opened the door to the hallway, Lizzie in tow.

With a soft kiss on the underside of his jaw, Sofia untangled herself from Dante. She noticed the blood on his cuffs, dragging her fingers down his arms. “Go change before Lizzie sees,” she said, cupping his jaw with her hand.

He caught her wrist, holding her to him when she would have pulled away. “Sergio knew where you were going to be, and he knew where we were most vulnerable.”

“Go change, Dante. I’ve got to give Lizzie a bath, read her a bedtime story, and get her back to sleep.” Sofia said, dropping soft kisses on this dangerous man’s lips. Was he easygoing with her because he’d just received the best blowjob of his life, or because Sofia had tamed the beast? Fucked if I knew, but I couldn’t help but admire how quickly she maneuvered him out of the living room.

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NICK

When Sofia emergedfrom her room, freshly showered and gorgeous in a criminally short black dress with a V-neck that reached down to the bottom of her ribs, I swallowed hard. She’d styled her blonde hair in loose waves around her shoulders and painted her lips a delicate shade of pink. I stood, running my finger down the delicate lace of her loose sleeves. “You look stunning,” I said.

She pirouetted in her heels, not the kitten heels she wore every day, but stilettos that elongated her legs and emphasized the curve of her ass under the lace layers of the dress.

My eyes traced the gentle sway of her breasts — the dress dipped far enough down in front that she couldn’t be wearing a bra, and I swore softly before dragging her to me and checking. “Fucking hell, Sofia,” I muttered, cupping her breast in my hand and teasing her nipple. She moaned, then pulled away at the quiet knock on the door.

Miss Carolina bustled in. “Lizzie’s already asleep,” Sofia told her. “After dinner, I’ll be—” Her cheeks flushed faintly,and then she took a deep breath and centered herself.Good girl.“Call if you need anything.”

We were stirring the pot a little bit. Sofia hadn’t left the house in days, and she was going stir-crazy. With the gala on Friday, we needed to show the world that Monday’s kidnapping attempt hadn’t scared Sofia, hadn’t scared us.

My eyes stuck on the hem of her skirt as it danced over her toned thighs. “That dress should be illegal, love.”

“What, worried about other men getting a glimpse of my legs?” she asked, turning around to kiss me.

“No, baby,” I said, dropping kisses all over her face. “You wear what you want. Dante and Lorenzo will murder anyone who looks at you disrespectfully. I’m just not sure we’re actually going to make it out of the house and to dinner with you looking like that.”

She smiled and backed against the wall, dragging me down for a kiss.

Dante strolled down the stairs in his suit, his eyes tracing over her, stopping when he got to the bottom, hot and hooded with desire.

Lorenzo looked up from the kitchen, absolutely mesmerized by our beautiful woman. “See?” I said, nipping on her earlobe.

“Kitten,” Dante began, his voice dangerous and low. “Take off your panties.”

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