Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 84324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 422(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 422(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
“We’ll see,” he says. “Enjoy your wife.”
“Oh, I will definitely enjoy her.” While Georgi chuckles and hangs up, I lean down and nip at Laurie’s mouth.
Before I can pull back, her fingers fist in my shirt and she pushes her body harder into mine so I take the invitation and deepen the kiss.
This time I don’t worry about moving too fast for her, because I’m dead sure my butterfly wants me.
Chapter 19
Laurie
The second Adriano’s mouth crashes against mine, everything inside me spirals out of control. The kiss is rough, consuming, and unbelievably overwhelming in a way that should scare me, but instead, I get utterly swept away by it.
His body presses hard into mine, pushing me backward until I bump into a wall, and it has tingles rushing through me.
Adriano’s size, heat, and brute strength swallow me whole, making my heart beat out of my chest while my abdomen clenches and a kaleidoscope of butterflies flutter wildly in my stomach.
Everything around us fades to nothing, until there’s only Adriano and the hungry way he kisses me.
I’ve never felt such overpowering desire for a man before, desperate for anything and everything he’s willing to give me.
God, it feels like he’s setting fire to my soul, and waking parts of me I never knew existed, like only he has the ability to get to them.
He grips hold of my hips before moving his hands up until he cups the underside of my breasts.
Oh, yes.
Circling my arms around his neck, I’m too consumed by him to hear any alarm bells, and when he rubs hard over my breasts, his thumbs flicking my already hard nipples, an intense rush off tingles practically vibrates through me.
I shiver from how good it feels to be touched with such all-consuming passion.
When I moan into Adriano’s mouth, his hands shoot to my jeans, and he undoes the button before yanking down the zipper. It happens in less than three seconds. The fabric is shoved down in his hurry to push his hand into my panties, and as I lift onto my toes, he begins to bite and lick at my mouth as if I’m the best thing he’s ever tasted.
Dragging his finger through my folds, he groans and breaks the kiss, his voice impossibly deep as he says, “Christ, you’re dripping.” He strokes my clit and dips into my soaked entrance. “Every drop better be for me.”
Entirely under his spell, I nod before resting my head against the wall, my arms still locked around his neck.
His mouth takes mine again as he pushes his finger all the way into me, massaging my inner walls. Before I know what I’m doing, I lift my leg and hook it around the back of his to open myself more.
“Brava ragazza.”
I clench around his finger and bury my face into the crook of his neck, his scent filling every breath I take.
Jesus. This man will be my undoing. How’s he even real?
I hear his harsh breaths while mine turn ragged as he begins to alternate between rubbing my clit and fingering me.
“Fuck, mia piccola farfalla. I’m delirious just from getting to touch you.” His voice is thick with lust, making me feel even more desperate for him. “So fucking silky and wet. I can smell how much you want me.”
Sweet, sweet heavens.
An orgasm builds much faster inside me than it ever has, and losing all my inhibitions, I gyrate my hips, rubbing myself against his fingers and palm, moaning like a damn hussy.
“Christ, yes,” he growls darkly. “Show me how you like to be finger fucked.”
“Shit.” Getting closer and closer, I move faster, and Adriano’s rhythm is perfectly aligned with what I need. “Yes. Oh, God. Yes.”
He grips me by my neck and pulls my face away from his neck, then stares at me with tightly drawn features, looking like a predator, which makes me explode over his hand.
“Belissima,” he groans, the sound pure possessiveness.
It looks like he’s feasting on my reaction to him, savoring every shaky breath over my lips and how my body jerks.
I slump back against the wall and press my palm to my forehead as I try to catch my breath. Only when he pulls his hand out from my panties do I think to lower my leg.
Then Adriano sucks his middle finger into his mouth, and my eyes flick between his lips and the black ink on the back of his hand.
Yeah, I’m about to kneel because that’s very hot and my legs are numb.
The man who just rocked my world in the best way possible licks every drop of my arousal from his fingers before he fixes my panties and adjusts my jeans, pulling up the zipper and fastening the button.
Adriano takes a step backward, and with his savagely hungry gaze creeping over every inch of me, he says, “You taste fucking divine.” He shakes his head slowly. “Watching you come just became my favorite thing.”