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He has no shame. I focus on drinking my fill of his naked body from behind. The rear view is every bit as impressive as the front. Firm, tan skin molds over broad shoulders, defined muscles on either side of his spine, a toned ass, and powerful thighs. His ass cheeks flex as he grins at me over his shoulder, and I fidget and shift on my feet when my arousal drips down my inner thighs. This shouldn’t turn me on, but it does.

He scrutinizes me with laser-sharp focus while washing and drying his hands. I’m rooted to the spot, staring at him like a deer in headlights. How I ever thought I could zone this man out is beyond me. I’m completely out of my league, and this is like nothing I’ve experienced before. Butterflies swoop into my belly as lust coils low in my core and my heart starts running a marathon.

“You’re so incredibly beautiful, Valentina,” he says in a deep, dark tone laced with desire. His fingers trace lightly up my neck as he moves my hair aside. “So stunning I don’t have the right words to describe it.” Leaning in, he grazes his teeth slowly and seductively along the column of my neck. I arch on instinct, gripping the counter behind me so I don’t fall on my jelly legs to the ground. Fiero nips and bites my earlobe, and a throaty gasp flees my lips.

In another fast move, he lifts me onto the counter and pushes my thighs apart. His lips are on mine the next second, and it quickly descends into a frenzy. His mouth is unforgiving as he drinks from me, holding my face in his warm, firm hands and tilting my head back. Heat rolls off him in waves as he stands in between my legs, pressing his hard chest against me while ravishing my mouth and obliterating every resistant bone in my body.

I couldn’t stop this now if I tried.

It’s as inevitable as the sun rising every morning.

The last of my rebellion flees, and I give in to him and the intense consuming need to feel his hands and his body all over me.

This is happening, and I might as well enjoy it—for the short while it will last.

13

FIERO

Ican’t hold back because I’ve lost all control. I’m high on lust, delirious with desire, and I can’t stop kissing her, eating her mouth like I want to swallow her whole. Her kisses set my blood on fire, and every muscle in my body is straining with powerful need. I’ve never felt this way about any woman before, and my inner beast is demanding I take her and brand myself all over her gorgeous body so she knows who she belongs to. I had planned on taking this slow and gentle, easing her into giving herself to me, but I’m incapable of going slow, and it’s not what she needs anyway.

Valentina wants me, but she’ll talk herself out of it if I give her even the slightest opportunity for doubts to form. I need to hit her over the head with our chemistry—metaphorically speaking—and continue to demand and take until she accepts we are inevitable. I have accepted that truth, and though parts of me are still freaking out, I won’t deny what’s staring me in the face any longer.

I was meant for her, and she was meant for me.

That fat fuck will not stand in my way.

I want her and I’m having her. End of.

I’m guessing no one has ever properly taken care of Valentina. I’m going to show her she can hand her pleasure to me, and I’ll have her soaring on a cloud of ecstasy every time I lay my hands on her.

Tearing my mouth from hers, I grab the hem of the shirt and rip it from her body, leaving both of us naked. “I want you to trust me with your pleasure.” I lift her left leg and bend it at the knee before setting her foot flat on the counter. “Give control to me,” I calmly request, lifting her other leg. “I won’t hurt you, and I won’t push you beyond what you’re comfortable with. Let me do this, and I’ll have you screaming my name over and over as you come again and again and again.”

Vulnerability ghosts over her face, and she chews on the corner of her lip, looking down at where she’s fully exposed before me. “Eyes on me, kitten,” I say, purposely not lowering mine. “Give me your consent and control.”

I’m expecting her to resist, but I’m pleasantly surprised when she concedes.

“Okay,” she whispers, her lower lip wobbling.

Leaning in, I press a soft kiss to her lips before resting my brow on hers. “Trust me. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m going to worship you like the queen you are.”

Her chest heaves, and she gulps while looking directly into my eyes. “I don’t trust you with anything but this.”

“That’s okay.” I tuck her hair behind one ear as my other hand cups her breast. “It’s smart, and I’ll prove myself to you in time.” I take her mouth again, greedily, hungrily, driving my tongue through her lush lips as I fondle her tit and tweak and pinch her nipple. She squirms on the counter, panting into my mouth, and I’m betting she’ll come in record time once I touch her.

Sinking to my knees, I stare at her cunt with my cock weeping and begging for attention as my gaze runs over all that glistening pink flesh. I swipe my finger up and down her slit, coating my skin with more of her salty-sweet nectar. “You’re dripping.” I drive one finger into her pussy, tugging on my dick, with my free hand, as her wet warmth hugs my digit. Fucking hell. She won’t be the only one coming in record time unlessI get a grip. “So greedy,” I purr, adding another finger and pumping them in faster.

She grips the edge of the counter, leaning back against the mirror.

“Watch me,” I instruct, my gaze flicking between her flushed face and her slippery cunt. I add a third finger, and she emits a delicious moan as she squirms. “Don’t move.” I plunge my fingers in and out while squeezing my dick just under the head to slow things down. I lean in and lick at her clit in time to the pumping of my fingers. Then I pull back, chuckling when I see the startled look on her face. Pressing my face to her cunt, I inhale deeply. “Nirvana,” I murmur before licking a trail up and down her slit. Then I part her folds with my thumb and forefinger, squeezing my dick again, and dive in, eating her all up. She tastes like heaven on my tongue, and I’m ruined. Completely destroyed and obsessed. I devour her, and she lets me, giving herself over to me fully as she writhes, moans, and whimpers while bucking her hips and thrusting her eager little pussy into my face.

Sitting up a little, while still on my knees, I grab the back of her thighs, spreading her wider and keeping her in place as I continue eating her out like a savage. My tongue plunders her pussy as I drive in and out of her with my sanity hanging by a thread. Lowering one hand, I squeeze my dick again, not trusting I won’t come all over the floor like a horny teenager.

Taking her feet one at a time, I drape her legs over my shoulders and pull her right to the edge of the counter. My face is buried in her cunt, her juices coating my lips and my stubble, and I’m drowning in bliss. Nothing tastes better than this. Feels better than this. Her breathing is elevated, the flush on her face grows deeper, her chest heaves, and I know she’s close. Her thighs start trembling, and I growl against her succulent flesh. “Come for me, kitten. Right fucking now.” Rubbing her clit with rough fingers, I pinch it hard when her inner walls start contracting around my tongue.

She screams my name as her thighs close around my face and her back arches, her gorgeous tits jiggling with the force of the orgasm cresting her body. I lap at her juices, milking every drop as my eyes remain glued to her face.

Watching her come is perfection.