And the Sicilian continued pouring free.
She whimpered and her nails dug into my ass more and I got the message—pump my hips faster.
As I fucked her face, literal stars exploded behind my eyes as I came.
The fire in me was white-hot as I fed her my seed, and then, and only then, did I revert to English when I opened my eyes.
“Swallow it, baby girl.”
Hand cupping her chin, thumb swiping over her straining jaw, I accepted how dazed and exhilarated and over-goddamn-stimulated I felt. I wanted nothing more than to tuck her back into bed and curl up right behind her.AfterI reciprocated and she was as love-drunk as I was.
Her throat bobbed in response.
“I’ll reward the fuck out of you. Yeah, I will. Go on, take every goddamn drop,” I urged.
Her eyes were slightly pink and wet from tears, but her tongue was quick to swipe when cum gathered at the corners of her mouth.
I didn’t move as my dick gradually softened between her lips.
I remained there, my thumb still rubbing her jaw, looming over her.
She didn’t complain.
Just sat there like a good girl, warming my cock.
“Feels too perfect in there,” I said hoarsely, moaning as I rocked my hips a final time. “Don’t wanna leave. You want to keep a hold on me?”
Nodding, Kitty smiled.
“Àncilu,” I breathed. “Could stand here all day like this. No fucking noise outside. None in my brain. Only silence. Me. You.” I shuddered when she didn’t pull away, didn’t take my words as a threat.
She just knelt there, eyes still watery, mouth full of me even though I’d softened, no strain in her expression—just peace.
Which made the prospect of abandoning that perfect haven of a mouth worse.
Once I wiped her tears away, I rubbed the other side of her jaw, fingers flexing here and there, wanting to ease any strain, needing to touch her. To feel her. To connect with her.
I had no idea why this was happening to me, whyshewas happening to me when I was the last person on this planet who deserved salvation, but fuck if it didn’t stare straight back at me.
When someone knocked on the door, both of us jumped.
I knew my reaction times were still slow and that’d have to change. Immediately. I had someone to protect now. Someone to cherish. Someone to kill for. Fuck, someone tolivefor.
I growled beneath my breath, furious at the disruption, at the prospect of having to part.
“Kitty?” Neev shouted. “It’s time for breakfast. I wanna see if they have mimosas.”
“Maybe she went down without us?” Raisin queried, loud enough to be heard. “And this isn’t an all-inclusive hotel, Neev. Jesus Christ.”
“She better not have eaten all the fucking watermelon if she did go down first,” Neev hissed. “Come on. I bet you she has. Why does she have to like the same fruit I do?”
“She’s the eldest. That means you like the fruitsheliked first.”
“Bitch, you want to start a fruit war then bring it on.”
“Anyway, don’t lie about the mimosasorthe watermelon.” Raisin started smacking her lips and making kissy noises. “You want to see Miguel.”
“In this outfit? Damn straight I do. That Eva might look like she shits knives, but she has banging fashion sense.”
