Holy fuck. He’s naked too.Of course, he is.
I work harder to wriggle out of his grip, but it’s in vain.
“Where you going to, kitten?” he asks in a sleep-drenched tone, sliding his leg over mine as both arms band around my waist, caging me. His lips find my neck, trailing a slew of drugging kisses up and down my rapidly overheating skin.
“I need to pee,” I protest, pushing at his arms to free myself.
“We need to talk about your language, kitty cat,” he purrs, nestling his head into the crook of my neck.
“We need to talk about my lack of clothing,” I pant, briefly closing my eyes and praying for strength I already know I don’t have.
“What’s there to talk about?” Moving quickly, he slides me underneath him. Heat rolls off his bare flesh as he holds himself above me, his inked arms solid as his palms sink into the mattress, and his erection pokes at my lower stomach, dangerously close to where my pussy is throbbing in instant need.
Oh god. How am I expected to resist when I can feel his hardness pressing against me?
He slowly rakes his gaze all over me. “Nope, can’t see any issue.” He flashes me a dazzling smile, and his eyes crease at the corners. It’s like getting sucker punched in the heart and the pussy at the same time. His eyes darken with lust, and his tongue darts out, wetting his full lips. “I want you,” he growls in a wickedly seductive tone. “I want to gorge myself on you until I’ve sampled everything on offer.” He drops down on his side, pressing himself up right up against me, igniting tingles all over my body as he draws circles on my bare tummy with his warm fingers. “I want to feast on your tits,” he adds, his hand coming up to cup my right breast. He tweaks the hardened peak. “Suck and bite your nipples.” His eyes bore into mine as he gropes my body, sending a slew of fiery tremors cascading across my skin.
My chest heaves as I fall under his spell, watching with bated breath as his hand travels lower. A whimper flees my mouth when his fingers skim through the strip of fine hair on my pussy to rub up and down my slit. “Play with your clit,” he continues, swirling his fingers around the tight bud of nerves. “Finger your cunt.” He maintains eye contact as he slowly drives one finger inside me, and I’m melting into the bed. “Lick, suck, and tongue your pussy until you squirt all over my face.I’ll lap it all up and drink it all down.” His finger pumps slowly in and out of me, and my inner walls clench around it. “And then I’ll slam inside you, pounding so fucking hard I’ll hit your womb, over and over, ruining you for all other men.” He withdraws his finger and smiles, arching a brow and watching the red flush stealing over my skin and my pathetic attempts to regulate my breathing.
My mouth is dry, and my ability to speak seems to have evaporated.
“Got nothing to say to that, kitten?” he asks before plunging his finger in his mouth and sucking hard, moaning and licking it clean.
Liquid lust floods my pussy, and I’m so wet I’m afraid I’m drenching the sheets. “I need the bathroom!” I blurt, sliding off the bed and scrambling to my feet, careful to keep my ass hidden.
Fiero chuckles. “Hurry, baby.” A look of sheer wantonness washes over his face as his pupils dilate, and he licks his lips, his gaze roaming my body with blatant lust.
I snatch the shirt from the floor and shimmy into it.
More laughter rumbles from his chest. “Don’t bother, it’ll just be coming off again.” He props up on one elbow, and the comforter slides down the bed, exposing him in all his masculine glory.
Fuck. Me.
Fuck my life.
My eyes pop wide as I inspect his body fully for the first time. My god, he’s too beautiful to be true. Ink covers both arms, one side of his neck, and his upper chest. Every part of him is ripped, toned, and tan from his broad shoulders to his sculpted chest and abs leading to tapered hips and oh, wow.Wow. He’s huge and pierced, and my legs almost buckle under me.
A thin layer of dark hair extends from his chest, down the center of his stomach, and lower. He’s well groomed, which is a welcome change from my norm. I squeeze my thighs together as I visually feast on his long thick hard cock. It jerks under my gaze, and a bit of precum leaks from the crown where two piercings exist on either side.
I almost come on the spot. I’ve never been with a man who has cock piercings, and I’m salivating at the prospect of feeling it inside me.
Hell.I am truly screwed. Completely and utterly fucked already.
This man is unraveling me, and I don’t know if it’s a good thing.
“Like what you see, honey?” He wraps one large hand around his erection and strokes it slowly. “This is all for you.”
He’s going to be the death of me. With my heart racing, I rush into the bathroom with my cheeks on fire and my pussy clenching and unclenching in anticipation.
I brush my teeth, splash water on my face, and drag Fiero’s comb through my hair. I’m sitting on the toilet peeing when he saunters casually into the room. “Get out!” I shriek, moving my hands to cover myself. My cheeks inflame, and I stall mid-flow, too embarrassed to pee in front of him.
“Don’t be shy, kitten.” He fills a toothbrush with toothpaste before looking over at me. “I want nothing between us. No clothes. No secrets. No reservations.” He turns on the faucet. “You’re mine, Valentina, and you don’t need to be embarrassed around me.”
“I don’t know you.”
“We’re rectifying that.” He shoves the toothbrush in his mouth. “Pee,” he says in a garbled tone, pointing at me.
I can’t hold it forever, so I look down at the floor and finish my business. I flush and wander to the second sink, avoiding his probing gaze as I wash and dry my hands. His fingers gently encircle my wrist as I move to walk off. He shakes his head, spitting out toothpaste and rinsing his mouth with water. “Stay,” he commands, walking to the toilet where he proceeds to pee in front of me with a cheeky grin on his face.
