Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Breaking the kiss, I rasp, “You’re on fire for me, principessa.”
Haven takes desperate breaths as she looks at me through her lashes that are lowered over her eyes.
So fucking sexy.
Wanting to push her to the brink of madness like she’s done with me, I pull away and swipe my thumb over my bottom lip.
Smirking, because she looks completely out of it, I ask, “Should I continue making dinner while you recover a little?”
“Dinner?” She shakes her head then remembers what she was doing before I seduced the fuck out of her. “Oh, right. Dinner.”
Laughing, I walk toward the doorway. “I’m going to shower while you finish up in here.”
When I step into the foyer, I hear her mutter, “Just what I need. A mental image of him naked and wet.”
“And fucking hard,” I call out. “You can always join me.”
I climb the stairs, and walking into my bedroom, I leave the door open in case a miracle happens and Haven decides to join me.
Fuck, I’ll probably come in seconds again.
I was so fucking desperate for her last night after eating her out, the instant she touched my cock, it was game over.
I switch on the faucets in the shower, and after stripping out of my clothes, I step beneath the spray. Not giving two shits that Haven can walk in on me, I palm my aching cock.
Gesù Cristo.
Remembering how hot and soaked Haven was when I cupped her pussy through her jeans, I begin to stroke myself slowly.
My fist tightens more and more with every stroke, and my muscles tighten. Water runs in rivulets over my heated skin, and I let out a groan.
Movement draws my attention, and I watch as Haven slowly comes into the bathroom.
Dio, miracles do happen.
I don’t stop, but continue stroking my cock, my thumb swiping over the swollen head.
Her eyes drift over my body, desire bleeding over her face and parting her lips as she takes her time to admire every inch of me.
The air tenses with our powerful attraction for each other.
My voice is low and commanding as I say, “Take off your clothes, principessa.”
I torture myself with slow strokes while I watch as she pulls her shirt over her head. She unhooks her bra, and my hungry gaze feeds on her breasts. I drink in the sight of her stomach and abdomen, and when she shoves her panties and jeans down her legs, I have to squeeze the base of my cock to keep from coming at the mere sight of her pussy.
Hoarse as fuck, I plead, “Beg and I’ll make you come until you don’t remember your own name and scream mine.”
Instead of saying the words I want to hear more than anything, Haven comes closer and steps beneath the spray with me.
She doesn’t say anything as she picks up the body wash, squirting some into her palm.
When she starts to wash my chest, my hand falls away from my cock. My desperation for her grows into pure fucking relentless need as I watch her hands move over me.
Her fingers follow the lines at my hips and flirt with the sensitive skin dangerously close to my hard-on before her eyes lift to mine and she sinks to her knees.
Cazzo.
I’m completely transfixed on Haven as her hand closes around my cock, and when her lips part, I’m unable to breathe.
She sucks me into her mouth, only managing to take me a few inches. Fisting my cock, she strokes me while sucking hard as if she knows exactly how I like it.
“Christo, principessa,” I hiss, my hands gripping her wet hair. I’m so fucking worked up for her, it only takes her head bobbing a few times to make my balls tighten. “Pull away.”
Instead of listening, Haven sucks me to the back of her throat, and I’m done for.
Pleasure shoots through my body, drawing a hiss from me as I jerk in her hot mouth.
The instant I’m done coming, I reach down and yank her to her feet, my mouth slamming into hers so I can taste myself on her tongue.
I blindly reach for the faucets, switching them off.
Haven’s hands rub up my chest, and when her arms circle my neck and she presses her wet, naked body to mine, there’s no way I’ll be able to stop myself now.
My kisses turn desperate, my tongue licking and teeth biting her lips, her jaw, and her neck.
“Please, Leo,” she gasps. “I want you so much. Please make love to me.”
Hearing her finally beg, I’m completely stripped of my control. A million men won’t be able to stop me from fucking her tonight.
Chapter 25
HAVEN
I should’ve waited for us to dry off before I gave in and begged.
Leo doesn’t care that we’re wet as he holds me to his body with one arm, moving me to his bed. My feet dangle a few inches from the floor, and I realize how strong he is to be able to carry me with one arm.