A rumble of pleasure escapes his throat as he rakes his gaze over my naked bottom half. His eyes find mine. There’s a new vulnerability there but also a flare of possession. “Say you’re mine.”
I stare into his eyes. Is it possible for a heart to explode? “I’m yours, Sandro. I’ve always been yours.”
With a deep, satisfied growl, he falls to his knees and nudges my thighs apart. Kissing and nibbling a fiery path up my thigh, he has me squirming and seeing stars. Then his hot, stiff tongue pushes inside me, and I whimper a nonsensical stream of syllables.
He chuckles. I feel the vibration on my clit as he drags his tongue over the sensitive bud. When I’m panting and my juices are running down my legs, he slides a finger inside. Slowly pumping his middle finger deeper, he adds his ring finger. “What about a tattoo right here? So everyone knows this sweet pussy is mine?”
“Yes,” I breathe out. I have no idea what I’m agreeing to, I just don’t want him to stop. “Whatever you want.”
“Mm, I have everything I want right here,” he says, slipping a third finger inside me. My muscles clench around him. He bites the inside of my thigh as his fingers penetrate deeper and curl to hit the spot that unleashes a wildfire of pleasure. Then his mouth clamps down on my clit with a hard suction.
“Sandro!” I cry as the orgasm hits me like a nuclear explosion. I’m clutching the comforter, writhing against his mouth as he continues licking me through the after-spasms. When I’m finallychuckling weakly, and an unmoving puddle in the middle of the bed, Sandro nips my inner thigh with a sharp bite and stands.
“Your orgasms are a fucking gift, Angel. One I will give myself daily for the rest of my life.” His heated gaze sets my face on fire as he pushes off his sweatpants, then sits on the edge of the bed and pats his thighs. “Come here, fiancé.”
The gruff command sends a new jolt of electricity through my core. I stand, my leg muscles quaking and straddle his lap. He removes my shirt and bra, then grabs his cock in his fist. “Sit,” he commands, eyes shining with lust and desire.
I drape my arms over his shoulders and my knees on either side of him on the bed. Then lower myself until I feel his engorged head at my slick, swollen entrance.
He pumps up into me a few times until my arousal is coating his thick shaft. Then he pulls me down with a sexy groan, seating himself fully inside me and holds me there, devouring my mouth.
My pussy pulses and squeezes him as I get used to feeling so stretched and full.
He reaches up and wraps my hair in his fist. “You okay?”
My teeth sink into my bottom lip as I shift my hips back and forth, testing. Tiny sparks of pleasure zap me as I nod.
With a feral grin, he grabs my ass as he leans forward and sucks a nipple into his hot mouth. Throwing my head back, I’m immediately lost to the sensations pulsing and shooting through me. I push up onto my knees.
As he takes turns lavishing my breasts with delicious licking and sucking, I grip his wide shoulders and slide up and down, faster and faster on his cock, feeling the head slam into the perfect spot deep within me, quickly bringing me to the edge of another orgasm.
“That’s it, Angel,” he growls in my ear. “Come for me. Strangle my cock with that sweet pussy.”
His wicked, dirty mouth sends me over the edge. The climax is so powerful, it rips through me, stealing my breath and making my whole body quake with aftershocks. I collapse against his chest, our bodies slick with sweat, my breath now coming in choppy gasps.
Sandro wraps his arms around me and holds me tighter against him, thrusting up into the spasms. His heart is beating a crazy fast rhythm against my chest. “I fucking love you so much, Angel,” his voice a husky groan as his cock swells inside me.
His hips circle, and he grinds his pelvis against my clit, burying himself as deep inside me as possible. He grabs my hair and tugs me up, his mouth finding mine. As his tongue slips into my mouth, a rumble climbs up his throat. A half-a-dozen hard thrusts escalate that rumble to a roar as his hot cum suddenly shoots against my walls, filling me.
The sensation causes another orgasm to rip through me, and I scream into his mouth.
We stay like that for a little while, our kisses softening from lust to reverence. When I have no more energy to hold my head up, I collapse against his shoulder.
Sandro’s fingers trail over my spine as we both catch our breath.
Eventually, he shifts us to lay on the bed, my head in the crook of his shoulder. As my eyes close, I feel a warm palm rest over my heart. “I think this is where my name should go. It’s the most precious gift you’ve given me.”
Chapter 45
Alessandro
We’re using the boardroom at our waterfront office for the big meeting later today. I want all my men there in a show of force when we meet with Oleg and Toly. And Giada.
But first, I have a surprise for Lennon.
Big Tony is driving us there now. I’m having a hard time keeping my hands off Lennon in the backseat. An amused grin ghosts my lips as she tugs at the little black, silk Chanel dress I bought for her to wear today. She’s trying to cover up the swell of her cleavage, but it's designed to showcase it.
I slide a hand up her silky thigh and let my fingers brush the edge of her panties.
