“You are so damn sexy when you come.” Removing his fingers, he thrusts one into his mouth. “Hmm. You taste incredible.” A wicked glint appears in his eyes. “Taste.” He brings one glistening finger to my mouth, and I open without challenge. “Taste how delicious you are,” he purrs, pushing his finger in and out of my mouth as the bulge in his pants strains against his zipper. Taking one of my hands, he draws it to his crotch, placing it over his hard-on. “See what you do to me? I’m going out of my mind,dolcezza. I’mobsessedwith you.” Yanking his finger from my mouth, he unbuckles his pants, letting them drop to the ground, along with his boxers.
I sink to my knees, lapping at the precum beading on his gorgeous cock.
“As much as I love the feel of your mouth on me, I need inside you, babe. Right this fucking second.”
I’m hauled to my feet, and he rips my black pants and panties down my legs before he spins me around, pushing me against the wall, and kicking my feet apart. “Brace yourself,amore mio. I’m going to fuck the living daylights out of you.”
A shiver works its way through me at his dark promise, and I thrust my ass up and out, stretching my legs as far as they will go. The familiar ripping sound of a foil packet builds my anticipation, and my cum is leaking down my inner thighs as my pussy throbs in anticipation.
Leo covers my mouth from behind as he thrusts inside me, and my scream is muffled against his palm. I cling to the wall, holding on for dear life, as he slams into me, his fingernails digging into my hips as he fucks me hard. His hand moves from my mouth, trailing lower to gently grip my throat. Stars explode behind my eyes, and desire swirls in my core. My inner walls hug his cock, clenching and unclenching, and our joint moans mingle with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh in the empty room.
“Going to come, babe.” He grunts, flexing his hips and surging inside me. His grip on my neck tightens a little when my pussy squeezes his erection. His free hand finds my clit, and he rubs me aggressively, matching his rough thrusts. I’m scaling a massive wave, about to fall off my board, when he detonates, pounding inside me and grunting as he comes. His pleasurable moans send me over the edge, and we are falling together into bliss.
It takes me a minute to catch my breath after he removes his hand from my throat. Wrapping his body around me from behind, he stays put, brushing my hair to one side so he can place drugging kisses against my neck. “I can’t get enough of you,dolcezza,” he whispers. “This all-consuming need for you never dissipates.” Winding his hand around my hair, he tips my head back. “What am I going to do with you?” He leans around, claiming my mouth in a bruising kiss, and I cling to his arm, wishing we never had to be parted.
“I’m coming over tonight, remember?” The twins have somemafiosothing to do, and they won’t be home for hours.
“I haven’t forgotten.” He pulls out, and I’m instantly bereft. After dealing with the condom and tucking his dick away, he helps me to get dressed. He probes my neck with gentle fingers. “I didn’t grip you too tight, did I?” He tilts his head, inspecting my neck for finger marks.
Palming his cheek, I shake my head. “No, and if I spot any bruising, I will wear a silk scarf. I often do, so no one will think anything of it.” We are hiding our relationship from everyone, which is a huge source of guilt for both of us. We want nothing more than to shout about our love from the rooftops, but we can’t.
“I lose control when I’m with you. I can’t think but for the need to claim you, to own you,” he admits, dragging my lower lip into his mouth. “Getting to love you like this is all I have ever wanted, but I don’t want to place you in a precarious position. If I’m too rough, if I’m leaving too many marks, you need to tell me. I’m watching Gino’s whereabouts constantly, but I don’t want to fuck up.”
“You won’t.Wewon’t.” My hands land on his trim waist. Leo is kinky, and he was a regular visitor to Ben’s sex clubs. I know he likes it rough, and his favorite way to take me is hard and fast. Sometimes, he puts a blindfold on me or ties my hands behind my back, but I freaking love it. I love that he doesn’t treat me like I’m breakable. That he knows I can handle it. That I get as much pleasure out of it as he does.
His hand wraps around the nape of my neck, holding me in place. “There are so many things I want to do to you andwith you, Nat.” His eyes glisten with wicked promise, and my legs almost buckle as a delicious shiver skates over my skin.
“I want it all, Leo. I love the things you do to my body.” I trail my hands up and down his sides. “I like seeing the imprints of your hands on my skin. It comforts me when we can’t be together.” I shrug because it’s not a big deal. “And if it’s noticeable, I can use makeup and scarves.”
“You’re so perfect, Nat.” He grabs handfuls of my ass. “In every possible way.” His cell vibrates in his pocket, and he lets go of me. He looks briefly at it before repocketing it. “I need to go.” Bending down, he kisses me sweetly. “Thanks for the booty call.” He smirks as he straightens up, and I swat his chest.
“You’re lucky I love you.” I faux glare at him as he hands me my book bag.
“Ditto,amore mio.” He unlocks the door and opens it for me.
“Leo,” a man with a gruff voice says, and I gasp as Brando pushes off the wall across from us, coming forward. “The boss is looking for you. It’s urgent.” His lips tip upward as his eyes light on mine. “Hey, Nat.”
My mouth hangs open, and all the blood rushes to my head. I sway on my feet, and my bag slides off my shoulder again.
“Nat, I—”
“I’ll handle it,” Leo clips out, cutting Brando off, as he reaches down to grab my bag.
Brando nods, striding along the hallway toward the exit without another word.
“Oh my God!” I cry. Panic has a vise-grip on my heart. I bet I’m sporting the same freshly fucked look as Leo and it’s obvious to Brando that we just had sex. “He’ll know what we were doing in there and tell Ben!”
Leo places his hands on my shoulders, dragging me back into the room and locking the door again. He puts my bag on the ground at our feet. “Calm down, Nat. Brando knows, and he won’t say anything.”
“Wait? What?” My eyes pop wide. “How does he know, and why is this the first time I’m hearing about it?” I thump his chest. “I know you said you were handling things, but I need to know if someone else knows about us! It’s not a carte blanche excuse to hide things from me!”
Air expels from his mouth, and he drags a hand through his hair. “Ben assigned Brando and Nario to watch you twenty-four-seven. He’s not taking any chances with Gino. I didn’t tell you because Ben knew you would freak out and he didn’t want you to stress.”
“Oh, no.” I shake my head, wagging my finger in his face. “You don’t get to gang up on me and call it protection. I am going to string my brother up for this!”
“Dolcezza.” He takes my hands in his. “Ben isn’t sure what is going on with Accardi. I believe you were the one who told him you thought he might try to orchestrate your death so he could be with his Juliet doppelganger. You can’t say that to your brother and expect him to do nothing.”
“He should have told me.” I shove him away. “You should have told me when we started sleeping together!” I’m aware I’m overreacting, but seeing Brando sent the fear of God into me. Leo doesn’t quite understand the risk to his life because he doesn’t know about the baby or what transpired afterward. Anyone discovering we are having an affair is a big risk, and I don’t like it.
