Page 49 of Angel of Mercy


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“I understand it will be difficult. We’ll have to figure something out.”

His fingers brush along my cheek. “Does this mean you’re going to stay? At least for now?”

“At least for now.” My gaze drifts to his lips, and I’m filled with a need to have him kiss me. “In America, this is where we kiss and make up.”

He smiles. “Just kiss?”

“Kiss me, and we’ll see what happens.”

His lips are soft and gentle on mine. Then he tugs me close and holds me. I get the feeling he’s not planning to do more.

I push him back and straddle him.

He arches a brow as he looks up at me. “What are you doing?”

“Kissing and making up.” I lean over and kiss him. I turn up the heat on it until he groans.

“You’re not fully rested?—”

“I’m rested enough. I want you. Are you going to help me or do I need to do it myself?”

Heat flashes in his eyes. “I’d like to see you pleasure yourself, Mio Angelo.”

Okay, so that would be embarrassing. “I meant I’d take control and use your body.”

He laughs. “I’d like that too.”

I fumble at his clothes until he’s naked. It’s not easy because he’s tugging at my clothes, and then sucking, touching me as my skin is exposed. It’s distracting. But finally, I’m straddled over him, rubbing my hands over his broad chest and lower. Feeling his muscles tighten as my fingers brush down. Watching as his dick twitches of its own accord.

“Will you tell me what to do?” I’m a little self-conscious about my lack of experience, but I trust Luca to not laugh or make me feel embarrassed.

He sits up, his fingers running along my neck to the nape and then threading into my hair. “There is no need to teach. Pleasures of the flesh are all about doing what feels good. What do you want to do?”

I rub my pussy over his dick. He lets out a small growl. “See, you know what to do.” He kisses me, his lips trailing down until he licks my nipple.

“Oh!” I rock, his dick sliding over my clit. But I want more. Need more. I rise over him. “Luca.”

“Si, Mio Angelo.” His hand settles on my hip, guiding me until I feel his velvety tip at my pussy. I lower down, taking him inside me. He fills me, expands inside me. It’s so deliciously sensual. His face buries along my neck. “So good, Mio Angelo. Yes?”

“Yes,” I agree as I slide up and then down again. I close my eyes, savoring the flood of fire and electricity coursing through my body.

He lies back, and I do it again, up, down, forward, back.

“You’re so beautiful.”

His words fill me in another way. Emotion blooms in my chest.

“Ride me, Aria. Make me come.” His hands slide up and down my thighs and then up my belly to my breasts. He pinches my nipples. I cry out at the shock of arousal that shoots to my pussy.

“Oh, God, Luca.” I lean forward, resting my hand on his chest to gain purchase. My hips move to a rhythm my desire sets. Faster, harder… I’m gasping for breath.

“Yes… right there.” He arches, sliding deeper still.

I feel wild, careening out of control to the edge until I’m there. I rock, and his body pulses inside me, hitting a spot that sends me flying.

“Oh, fuck… Yes, Aria.” He lets out a long, feral moan. His dick is so hard, I can feel the ridges of him. It makes me come again, or maybe it’s the same orgasm. I don’t know. All I know is that it’s so, so good. Even when my muscles give out and I collapse over him, my pussy pulses. His dick throbs.

His arms wrap around me, hold me like he’ll never let me go. And I don’t want him to. Not ever.

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