“What do you get?” I jolt as those fingers slide into me, twisting and flicking as I push up onto my tiptoes. “If you win? Unlikely, of course.”
The hoarse rasp of my words doesn’t give off a huge amount of confidence.
The fingers disappear, and I hold my breath as I feel something thicker. Gio leans in, his words murmured directly into my ear. “If you could see what we see, you’d know that we’vealreadywon.”
He slams into me, fingers gripping my hips, and my cry echoes into the air. I try to hold on as he sets a punishing rhythm. My toes scrunch, my panting making the table beneath me mist up. “Oh,God.”
“Not God.” Another slam, so deep I swear I can see fucking stars. “Say my name,principessa.”
“Gio.” I almost slur it as he increases his movements, my legs pushing further apart until he’s almost holding me up, his fingers buried in my skin. “Fuck – yes.Harder.”
“Merda,” he hisses. “You’re gripping my cock so fucking tightly, I’m not going to last.”
“That’s—,” my words cut off with a moan as he moves one hand to my clit, pinching the already swollen bud. “—theplan.”
I clench around him, squeeze him as hard as I can, and he roars into my neck, his chest pressing into my back as he finds his release. He spins me as I’m still catching my breath, his hands gripping either side of my face as he finds my lips.
“Alright, enough. I’m feeling a little competitive this evening.” Luc’s eyes sparkle as he nudges Gio aside. His thick cock is already in his hand, and he rubs over the barbells. His eyes trace my body, the small straps around my upper arms. “Let me see those pretty tits of yours, little crow.”
I raise shaking fingers to the straps, yanking them down and reaching to tug at my zip until I can pull the top of my dress down and shimmy as it falls to the floor. My breasts spill free, and Luc groans, deep in his throat as he steps forward. I moveto turn, but he stops me. “No. I want to see your face when I’m fucking you. Hands around my neck.”
I raise shaking hands, and he swoops in the brush his lips across mine. “All you need to do is hold on.”
He slides his hands beneath my ass, hoisting me up. One hand stays there, his other arm banding around my back. He holds me as though my weight is nothing, those hazel eyes bright. “Remember – hold on.”
He pushes into me gently, mindful of the solid steel lining his cock. I grip him, my face buried in the shirt he’s still wearing as our hips bump together. He pumps in and out of me, slow enough that I shift, silently asking for me.
“Use your words.”
“Testa di cazzo,” I hiss, and Luciano Morellilaughsagainst my ear as he picks up the pace, his hips pistoning into me until my orgasm rolls over me in a sudden wave of sensation. I tighten around him – my arms, my pussy - as he follows me, pressing in as far as he can with a groan that rips from his throat. He holds me there for several seconds, his lips traveling against my neck before he slowly releases me and takes the towel Dante hands him.
My feet stumble, trying to catch their grip against the deck floor as he gently runs it over my sensitive skin, cleaning me off.
“Feeling a little off balance,tentazione?” Dante teases as he slips into Luc’s vacated spot. I blindly reach behind me, feeling for the edge of the table. I feel full despite Luc’sverythorough clean-up, swollen and thoroughly fucked already, and both Dante and Stefano are watching me with hungry gazes.
Slowly, I spread my legs. “Think you can steal the win, V’Arezzo?”
Dante’s smirk is an echo of the boy he used to be, the boy that chased me until he caught me. Somehow, the man… he’s evenmore devastating. “I’m not going to fuck you. Figured you could use the break.”
I frown. “Oh.”
Except he doesn’t mean that. He can’t, because he’s unbuttoning his trousers, pulling out his cock as he runs his hand over it, tugging.
No. Instead, he crooks his finger. “Come here,tentazione.”
Pursing my lips, I test my balance. Debate whether to risk it.
“Scared?”
My brows fly down. “Absolutely not.”
I force my legs to straighten, force my face to settle into an aloof expression as I take those few steps away from the table. “See? Itoldyou—,”
The world disappears from beneath my feet, along with every bit of breath from my body.
The blood rushes to my head as my vision orients itself, and I find myself face to face with Dante’s cock.Upside fucking down. “What the fuck?”
He holds me tightly, arms around my back as my knees come to rest on his shoulders. “Wrap your arms around my waist,tentazione.”
