But Kane’s not finished. Not by a long stretch.
11
Kane
Inever intended to end up in bed with Chiara. Truly I didn’t. But I wasn’t lying when I described the sofa as an instrument of torture. After tossing and turning for two hours, I gave up trying to sleep. And besides, I reasoned it was safer if one of us stayed with her.
My loaded gun rests on the nightstand, just in case, but I’m not thinking about our enemies right now.
One hundred percent of my attention is on this brave woman who killed a man. A man who fully intended to rape and murder her.
I took a photo of the corpse and sent it to Milo. He confirmed the asshole was a tech billionaire with more money than morals. Well, good riddance to him. I doubt anyone will miss the bastard. Except maybe his shareholders.
I’m amazed at how well Chiara is coping with what happened. Far better than Angelo, who’s close to unraveling. He hates that someone used her to get at him. And worse, we don’t know why Barrington’s involved.
I shove our enemy out of my head.
The light’s poor, but I can see the sheen of sweat across her cheeks and smell her musky arousal. And when I slide my fingers into my mouth, she tastes exquisite. I want to fuck her so damn bad, but there’s a risk we’ll wake Angelo if we do, and I’m not ready to fight with him today. Not while we’re still in danger.
Milo says Barrington hasn’t joined the dots yet, not with how many men died thanks to Ronan Kelly’s murder spree, but the English cunt is no fool. He’ll figure it out soon enough, and when he does, he’ll want revenge.
The longer we’re stuck in this miserable fucking country, the more at risk we are.
But none of that matters right now. I have the woman of my dreams in bed, half naked and dripping all over my fingers.
Chiara whimpers when I push my fingers back inside her. She’s barely come down from her first high, but I want more of her pleasure.
“Please,” she gasps, squirming against me, inadvertently rubbing my cock. I’m leaking so damn much that my sweats probably have a giant wet patch across the front. Embarrassing, but that’s how badly this woman affects me.
“Keep doing that and I’ll come,” I grunt, fighting against the urge to pin her to the mattress and sink into her hot, snug little pussy.
She feels like heaven on my fingers, so it doesn’t take much of a leap to imagine how good she’ll feel wrapped around my cock.
“I need you,” she begs. “Please!”
“You want my cock, kitten?” I pause, waiting for her reply with the eagerness of a teen about to fuck for the first time.
“Yes,” she pleads when I press her clit harder. Before either of us can overthink this, I tug my sweats down and release my cock. I’m inside her in a heartbeat. She’s so fucking wet it’s like sliding through hot butter.
Every inch of her cunt squeezes me like god made her just for me.
The mattress squeaks as I roll over her and push her tee up, needing to see her plump tits. The sky has lightened outside, making it easier to admire her gorgeous body. She’s lost a small bit of weight, but not enough to matter.
Her pretty tits are round and soft, and she’s so damn responsive when my lips circle a hard nipple and suck. Fingers rake my hair, and she bucks under me, desperate for more. My control is right on the edge, but I still inside her, letting her cunt squeeze and ripple around my shaft.
It’s heaven and hell, and I’m not sure how long I’ll last once I move.
“Fuck me, you bastard,” the little vixen hisses in my ear when I suck her tit harder. Her nails dig in, drawing blood. The bed squeaks louder as I draw out and then thrust hard.
There’s a loud bang when the headboard bounces off the wall. If Angelo isn’t awake already, he fucking will be now. We have seconds at most, so I have to make this count.
I sit up and press her thighs back against her chest, giving me a mouthwatering view of my dick stretching her glistening cunt.
Her eyes are glassy with pleasure as she gazes up at me, and as I thrust into her hard enough to make her breasts bounce and the bed bang against the wall again, she cries out. That’s orgasm number two for her.
I smile, aware that we’re about to have company. One final, urgent thrust as her pussy milks my dick so hard I see stars.
Just in time.
