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“Nicoli,” he calls, and I turn to look at him. “You do what you gotta do.”

A silent understanding stretches between us, and I’m once again aware of the unbreakable bond between us. We might be two completely different people with nothing more in common than the same eyes and face, but we’re brothers. And in the end, nothing can change that.

ChapterSix

MIRA

The second Nicoli enters our bedroom, slamming the door behind him, I realize I might have bitten off more than I can chew. But still, I don’t regret my decision to wait for him. Naked and legs spread with my battery-operated friend in my hand.

“Mira, what are you doing?”

“What does it look like I’m doing?” I press the button, the sound of vibrations rippling through the room.

Nicoli smirks yet shakes his head as if both entertained and exasperated at the same time.

“Sit,” I order, gesturing toward the couch. “Get comfortable. You have a show to watch.”

There’s a flash of something primal in his eyes as he jerks his tie loose, starting on the buttons of his shirt. “I’d prefer to be in the show rather than watch it.”

“Of course you would. But right now, I need you to sit your ass down and your eyes glued on me.”

My heart is already pounding, and just by the sight of him slipping off his shirt, every inch of him roped and defined, I know I’ll be the one who ends up begging before he does.

“You sure you don’t want me to come over there and help?” There’s a sly grin on his beautiful face, one I love and hate equally.

“Stop being an arrogant ass and sit. Watch. Or you might end up not playing any part in this show.”

Nicoli sits, leans back, and rubs his fingers along his jaw as he stretches out, blue irises gleaming with an intense desire to play this game just as much as I do. This is what I love most about us—what I missed most about us until last night—the fact that there are no inhibitions, limitations, or hesitations when it comes to us. We’re both sexual beings, and I thank God that what happened with Nunzio didn’t ruin that part of me. It could have, though. Easily. But I refused to give the devil more than he had taken.

“No touching yourself,” I warn.

“That’s not fair. You get to fuck a toy, and I don’t get to pump my palm?”

“Who said I’m playing fair?” The truth is, I’d come way too goddamn fast if I had to watch him make himself come right now.

Electricity sparks across my skin as I trail my hand down my body, never breaking eye contact with him. The vibrator hums as I glide it up my inner thigh, and I ease my palm over my breast, inhaling deep as desire flares.

Nicoli leans forward slightly, licking his lips in anticipation as he watches me, his gaze darting between my face and pussy.

“Don’t tease me, Hummingbird. Put that toy where you want it most,” he dares, his irises turning dark, his expression shadowed with hard lines of lust.

“Are you going to sit there and bark out orders, Mr. Del Rossa?”

“You know I am.” He brings his hands to the waistband of his pants and slips them off before kicking them aside, revealing hard muscle flexing with every movement.

“I said no touching yourself.”

“I’m just getting comfortable.” He shifts, giving me a better view of his impossibly hard cock, the shaft thick and long with promises of pleasure.

A sudden burst of courage hits me like a freight train, and I press the toy against my clit, the vibrations instantly sending me into a frenzy, moans escaping from between parted lips.

“That’s it, Hummingbird,” he murmurs, leaning his head to the side as he stares at my pussy. “You’ve barely begun, and look how wet you are.”

Goddammit. He knows what a sucker I am for dirty talk. He’s doing this on purpose to prove that he can beat me at my own game.

“Put it inside you,” he demands, his voice dripping with sex. I don’t even know why I try. Not a single part of me is ever in control when it comes to this man, which is why I obey instantly. As soon as the toy sinks into my tightness, I moan out loud and arch up off the bed. Nicoli just smiles knowingly because he knows exactly what kind of effect his words have on me.

Holding his gaze, I groan as the vibrations continue to ripple through me, my hips instinctively grinding against it.

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