“Move, Rem.” Lena’s nails tap a restless tattoo against my back, her hips rocking beneath me. “Please,fuuuuuuck.” She finds my ass, squeezes. “You have to move.”
She doesn’t have to ask twice. I wrap one of her legs around my hips, burying myself even deeper and tearing a groan from the depths of my body.
Lena gasps, her second leg joining the first. She locks her heels behind my back and drags me down until we’re chest-to-chest. I rock, savoring the drag of her hard nipples across my skin.
“More.” Lena looks at me from sex-drugged eyes. Her hair is a wild, dark mess on the pillow. She licks her lips and what’s left of my brain dissolves, nothing but primal instinct left in its place.
We kiss. It’s a tangle of lips, tongues, teeth. Mouths open and possessive. Lena bites my bottom lip and I slam my hips into her. Her back arches, her eyelids fluttering as I drive into her, over and over.
I’m already starting to feel the build-up in the base of my spine. I’ve been half-hard for days, wanting Lena with every fiber of my being even as I kept my distance. Hell, who am I kidding? I’ve been keeping my distancebecauseI want her so damn much.
Since our night together in the hotel, the puzzle pieces have fallen into place. The picture that’s formed is dangerous at best, fatal at worst. Fatal to Lena. To our relationship.
I know now that I’m right about her connection to Aldo’s missing traitor. Our relationship could easily be the lit fuse that blows my family apart. Because Aldo won’t show mercy and I won’t let him touch a hair on her head. The idea of turning against my adopted uncle, mycapo, is unfathomable—but the idea of letting him harm Lena, of him killing her, is something I can’t begin to process. Something I won’t even let myself consider.
Which leaves me with one final option: letting Lena go. I’ve run every escape scenario over and over. Ways of changing her appearance, giving her a new identity, getting her as far from the Cerretis as possible. I can try to keep her alive by helping her get away, but the idea of losing Lena is as painful as cutting off my own legs.
So, I’ve been selfish. A coward. Because I’ve kept her here, locked in my penthouse, temporarily safe from the world outside, tucked into my bed so I could come home in the dead of night, curl my body around hers and pretend the world isn’t burning down around us.
I’ve wanted her and wouldn’t let myself have her, stuck with a hard-on between a rock and a hard place for days. Jacking off didn’t even help, the release tepid and unsatisfying.
The absolute opposite of what’s happening now. Lena writhes beneath me as I pick up the pace, her hips pulsing up every time I thrust into her. Her fingers twist through my hair, each tug painful and a shot of electricity straight to my dick.
“God,piccola, you feel so good. Better than I imagined.” I thrust again. Lena’s back bows.
“Have you…imagined…?” she says, breathless.
I slide one hand beneath her ass, gripping the delicious globe as I lengthen my strokes, sliding out until my tip is almost to her opening before driving deep again. “Oh, fuck. So, so many times.”
Lena lets her legs fall from my waist, her feet dropping to the mattress as she keeps her legs bent at the knees. In the new position she’s able to thrust her hips up harder, meeting me stroke for stroke.
The friction sets my veins on fire. A blush burns its way down her chest, dragging my eyes to the ruddy points of her nipples. I suck one into my mouth, scraping my teeth across the sensitive peak before letting it pop free. “I’ve imagined you like this. Naked, on my bed, aroused, dripping wet.”
“Hmmmm.” Lena presses her other breast toward my face, her mouth falling open as I play with that nipple. A swirl of my tongue, a tug of my lips. It’s glistening with attention and Lena’s pussy flutters around me. “What else?”
I bite the column of her neck. The soft place behind her ear. The cut of her jaw. “So many things.” A carousel of dirty imageswhirls through my mind. “You tied to this bed, helpless and begging for more as I fuck you. You on your hands and knees, my dick buried deep in this gorgeous ass.” I squeeze her ass before slipping my fingers to that puckered spot between her cheeks.
Lena’s head lolls against the pillows. I test her there, rimming the sweet, secret hole as I continue to thrust into her, my hips taking on a rhythm of their own. “Ahhhhh.” Lena’s breath escapes on a moan. Her eyes are closed, her brow furrowed in concentration. The walls of her channel flutter, her orgasm building.
She’s gorgeous, my wife. Skin flushed, body lost in pleasure, arousal coating her in a fine dew of sweat.
“More, Rem. Tell me more.”
Lena’s voice drips desire. I’m already sex-addled, my brain a fog of lust and what I’m starting to think is love. I curl my free arm above her head, protecting her as I fuck her harder. We slide up the mattress, the bed rocking beneath us. I dip the tip of my finger into her ass and murmur against her lips, “I’ve imagined…you lying out on the balcony in summer, your dress around your waist, my tongue in your pussy. Me eating you until you’re screaming my name for all the city to hear.”
“And me jerking you off until you come all over my tits.” Lena’s dirty words surprise me, ignite me.
My hips stutter, my rhythm faltering as my orgasm comes barreling toward me.
“God,piccolina, I’m so close. Fuck. Touch yourself. Come for me. I’ve gotta feel you come.”
Just as desperate as I am, Lena slips her hand between our bodies. She finds her clit. Her entire core tightens, hugging my finger and my cock as she starts to come apart.
“Yes, oh, Rem. Shit, yes…” Another swipe of her clit and Lena breaks. She cries out as she comes, her legs trembling as she soaks my cock, her orgasm milking me as I explode inside her. My release is hot, fierce, filling the woman beneath me as I’m swamped with sensation.
For one minute, the world goes black. I lose the ability to see, hear. The universe is a pinpoint, just me and Lena and the pleasure we’ve found with each other.
By the time I’ve gained some ability to function, my heart is slamming against my ribs and my arms have turned boneless. I collapse on my side, shifting Lena so she’s tucked against my chest. Sweat slicks our skin.
