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“Will do, boss.”

I hang up and wait for the information to come through as I log into my system. He got a clear shot of the plates, and I quickly hack into the police database using the alias I set up a couple years ago for this very reason. I type the registration into the field and press enter, unsurprised when the search comes back empty. Fake plates. It’s not unexpected. I log into another system and upload the picture of the vehicle and the plates and set it to run. It’ll take a few hours for it to search street and road cams, but hopefully by the time we return from our night out, I’ll have something.

I check in with Zumo, Rico, my assistant, and the office manager at Rinascita before a quick call with Joshua Accardi to go over a few things, and then I make my way back to the bedroom to wake my sleeping beauty.

Valentina hasn’t budged in the bed, and she looks so cute snuggled into the pillow with her hands under her face.

“Kitten.” I lean down and kiss her soft cheek. “Time to wake, baby.” She doesn’t stir, not even when I kiss her lips and lightly shake her shoulders. A wicked grin slips over my mouth as I peel back the covers and stare hungrily at her naked body.

She is truly stunning.

Like a piece of expensive art you’re itching to touch but afraid you might damage.

I trail a line of kisses from her neck, across her collarbone, and down to her tits. I suck one nipple into my mouth, and she moans, flipping onto her back and mumbling in her sleep. My grin is full force as I move lower, kissing down along her stomach until I meet the promised land.

The second I lick a path along her pussy, her eyes pop open, and her legs automatically part for me.

“Such a good girl,” I murmur, driving one finger inside her. “Always so fucking wet for your man.”

“Fiero.” Her voice is drenched with desire, and I wish I had time to fuck her again, but the schedule is too tight. Just as I think it, my cell pings with a notification from the gate that the hairdresser and makeup artist have arrived.

“You awake now, baby,” I ask, adding another digit to her cunt.

“Fuck me,” she rasps, arching her hips. “Fuck me now.”

“No can do, love.” I pump my fingers in faster. “But I can ease this ache.”

She pouts and grumbles when I remove my fingers, and I chuckle as warmth blooms in my chest. Peeling the covers fully back, I lie down on my stomach between her legs. “Pull your knees to your chest and hold them there,” I command, beyond pleased when she readily obeys. I stare at her pussy and her ass, licking my lips in anticipation. All that pink glistening flesh is mine and mine alone. No man will ever see this or touch this ever again. No one but me.

Mine. Mine. Mine.

“Prepare to have your world rocked, kitten,” I say before diving in.

I feast on her pussy with my lips, my fingers, and my tongue, dry humping the bed as I eat her out. She’s writhing and whimpering and shoving her pussy in my face, and it only cranks my arousal to dizzying heights. My hips are grinding into the mattress, and I’m hard as steel. Her walls tighten around my tongue just before she shatters, and I add a finger into her wet heat as I suck hard on her clit.

Valentina screams out my name, over and over, and the possessive beast inside me fucking loves it. I’m leaking precum and close to finishing just from devouring her, which never happens. Keeping my tongue on her cunt, lapping up her salty-sweet juices, I slowly push the tip of my finger into her tight hole, feeling her constrict around me as I gently probe the inner edge of her ass. She screams louder, her hips bucking up, and my finger slips in a little more.

Fuck. She’s so fucking tight. Gradually, she comes down from her orgasmic high, and her body settles back down on the bed. I keep my finger in her ass, softly driving it in and out a centimeter or two.

“Fiero,” she pants, looking down at me through a tangle of messy hair. “Is your finger in my ass?”

“It is, my love.” I push it in a little more, and she gasps. “I want to take you here.”

She squirms a little, and her face scrunches up. “I don’t really like anal.”

“Because it hasn’t been done right.” I press a kiss to her quivering pussy as my cell pings again, no doubt alerting me to the visitors at my front door. Sighing, I withdraw my finger and crawl up the bed, kneeling over her. “You still trust me with your pleasure, right?”

She nods, her eyes fixated on my dick as I start stroking myself over her chest.

“Then trust me when I say you will love it, and once we go there, you’ll be begging me for more.”

“Arguable,” she whispers before her tongue peeks out, wetting her lower lip. Her eyes are out on stalks watching me jerk off over her.

“I’ll prove it,” I pant, pumping myself harder in my hand. “Fuck.” I throw my head back as my balls tighten and my body prepares for release. “Close your eyes, kitten.” I don’t want any stray cum landing in her eye and causing an irritation. “Lie still, baby.” Stars burst behind my retinas as my dick strains, my balls lift, and tingles shoot up and down my spine. I spurt ropes of cum all over her tits as my cell pings with an incoming call. “Fucking hell, kitten.” I collapse on the bed beside her, propping up on one elbow to admire the view. “You can open your eyes now.”

She surveys the mess I made on her chest with amused curiosity before swiping a finger through the sticky semen and sucking it into her mouth.

“Fuck. Me.”