It took her a moment to realise what he was asking—the urgency in his voice an even more powerful aphrodisiac than her recent climax.
‘I—I’m clean, too, my only boyfriend was in college, two years ago. And we used a condom, too.’
His eyes flared, the possessive gleam unmistakeable as he hooked his thumbs into her soaked panties and dragged them off. ‘And contraceptive?’
‘I—I have a coil…’ she said, barely able to breathe now, the anticipation building as fast as the emotional storm inside her. And never more grateful in her entire life for the heavy periods which had made the contraceptive device necessary.
‘Grazie a Dio,’ he murmured.
Grasping her hips, he spread her legs to position himself between her thighs. The huge head of his erection butted her sex. She braced, her fingers digging into his broad shoulders as his heavy length slid deep in one devastating thrust.
She groaned, the penetration so huge it was overwhelming. He was wedged to the hilt, stretching her unbearably. But when he pulled out, then rocked back, he went deeper still.
He cradled her cheek, hooked the hair behind her ear from the collapsed chignon. ‘It will be okay in a minute,’ he coaxed, his tone husky with tension. ‘You are very tight.’
She shifted beneath him, trying to ease the pressure, but brutally aware of the licks of pleasure starting to build again, despite the shocking intrusion.
‘And y-you’re very big,’ she moaned.
The erection twitched inside her as he let out a chuckle.
She writhed again, and his hands tightened on her hips, holding her still, her sex throbbing now in time with her heartbeat, the discomfort receding to be replaced by the driving need to take him even deeper, if that were possible.
‘Do not move, Tallulah,’ he groaned. ‘I do not wish to hurt you.’
She clasped his cheeks, the evening stubble abrading her palms as she stared into eyes as dazed with lust as her own.
‘I can’t be still. I can’t stand it…’ she gasped. ‘I want you to move.’
He grunted, then pressed his lips to hers, the fierce hunger on his face as glorious as the heavy weight inside her. ‘Va bene,bella,’ he murmured, the sound rough with relief.
He eased out then back, hitting the spot deep inside her he’d already found with his fingers. But this time, the thick stroke felt hasher, deeper, more devastating, her body’s reaction even more powerful, and overwhelming.
‘That feels so good,’ she moaned.
‘Sì molto buono,’ he groaned back.
Hard hands clasped her hips, the devastating thrusts becoming sharper, stronger, more furious, shooting her towards that desperate peak now with a speed that left her breathless. She clung to his sweat-slicked shoulders, her fingers digging into the muscle to find purchase so she could lift into his thrusts.
She moaned as the brutal orgasm slammed into her at last, her exhausted body shattering, battered by the storm of sensations bursting free. And flew over the edge, as he shouted out his own release, his hot seed pumping into her as he followed her into the abyss.
Chapter Ten
DARIO STRUGGLED NOTto collapse on top of Tallulah, his movements clumsy. She let out a staggered moan—her sex still massaging his length through the final throes of her orgasm as he eased out of her body.
He had known their chemistry was extraordinary, but he had never experienced a release so intense, so shattering. He had taken her like a man possessed.
He rolled onto his back, exhausted, even as desire still shimmered through his blood and kept his cock firm.
He had never taken a woman before without protection. Was that it? He tried to rationalise the stunning wave of afterglow. The sense he had just reached a higher plane. Determined it could mean nothing more than sex. But when she shifted next to him, he snagged her arm, not ready for her to leave his side.
‘Where are you going?’ he asked, his voice groggy as he searched her face for signs of distress.
She had been so tight, but also so wet, so swollen and ready, it had only increased the sense he had never made love to a woman before to whom he was better matched.
Not made love, fucked.
He blinked slowly when she tugged free, desperate to dislodge the haze of pheromones making it hard for him to breathe, let alone think rationally.
