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Damiano tilts his head as the corner of his mouth lifts, and I scowl at the hot grin on his face.
“My woman needs my cock,” he says, his voice filled with satisfaction.
He leans closer, and his lips brush over my jaw. When he reaches my ear, he growls, “Ride my cock, mia regina.”
He grips my hips, and when he shows me how to rub myself against his hard length, a powerful wave of tingles makes my body shudder.
“Christ, is my little spitfire desperate for her orgasm?”
I nod, and tightening my hold on his neck, I slam my mouth to his as my hips begin to gyrate. I rub my pussy desperately against his cock to massage my clit.
I kiss Damiano the way he’s kissed me, but I don’t have control for long. He grabs hold of my hair and pulls my head back. With my throat exposed to him and my hips moving faster and faster, my lips part as gasps spill from me.
His dark gaze burns over my face and body as I keep riding him, desperate to feel the same pleasure from last night.
My back arches, and I grab hold of his forearm. The next second, I’m completely overpowered as ecstasy seizes my body.
When I feel Damiano jerk beneath me, I pull his hand away from my hair and look down between us. Seeing him shooting his release over his abdomen intensifies my pleasure, and I let out a throaty moan.
Caro Dio. Watching him come is one hell of a turn-on.
I slow my movements, and as the orgasm fades, Damiano swipes a finger through his release.
When he brings his finger to my mouth, my eyes jump to his.
His tone is harsh as he demands, “Open.”
My lips part, and his finger enters my mouth. I suck his cum off, surprised when it tastes salty, manly, and slightly bitter.
His expression grows darker until he looks like the merciless capo that took me away from my parents.
Slowly, he pulls his finger out of my mouth.
I lift my hands to the sides of his jaw where his dark stubble scratches my palms.
Leaning forward, I kiss his mouth softly before asking, “Why do you look angry?
“I hate not having control,” he grumbles.
“You feel you don’t have control right now?” I press another kiss to his mouth, hoping to soothe his temper.
“Not with you naked on my cock.”
Pulling back, I meet his eyes. Slowly his expression softens, and titling his head, he just stares at me for a long while.
“What are you thinking about?” I whisper.
“I have to go to work, but all I want to do is stare at you.”
His words make my mouth curve into a smile, then my stomach rumbles.
“I suppose I have to let you go so you can eat,” he mutters as he lifts me from his lap. “And I have to get back to work.”
He climbs off the bed, and my eyes glue themselves to his hot-as-hell ass when he walks to the bathroom.
I get up and grab the shirt I wore earlier. Putting it on, I glance at the closed bathroom door.
When I hear the water running in the shower, I leave Damiano’s suite and quickly sneak back to my own.
