Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39513 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 158(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39513 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 158(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
“I can’t…I can’t…” I whimper, gripping his hair tighter. But he doesn’t stop, not for a second.
“You can,” he growls, sounding just as wrecked as I feel. His fingers dig into the flesh of my thighs as he directs his attention back to my clit. He alternates between licking and sucking on it until my whole body tightens up.
“Please…” I beg, although I’ve lost track of what I’m asking for. Release? More? Both? Everything?
He responds to my plea by sliding two thick fingers inside me while continuing to attack my clit with his tongue.
My orgasm crashes over me, sweeping me under and tossing me around before spitting me back out. But he doesn’t stop. He just keeps going.
I buck against his mouth, sobbing, pleading...and shattering again.
He holds me down beneath him, ruthlessly wringing a third from me. This time, he leaves me shaking and pleading, so sensitive I feel like I’m going to shatter apart with every swipe of his tongue.
"I can't," I gasp, tears leaking from my eyes. "It's too much! Please. I can’t."
Slowly, he lifts his head, his mouth wet with my arousal. His eyes are wild and feral, almost black with lust. Hie wipes his forearm across his mouth, breathing hard.
God, he’s so damn beautiful like this.
That’s the only thought I have before he lunges at me. He lands on top of me, kissing me as if he’s going to die if my air isn’t in his lungs immediately. I taste myself on his tongue and sob his name, my core clenching hard.
This time, I touch him, my hands running all over his body, feeling the power in his coiled muscles. He’s so damn strong. And yet, he’s shaking for me, his heart pounding like a jackhammer in his chest.
"I need you, Sunshine," he growls, his voice rough with need. "Christ, I can't think straight."
"Yes," I moan, slipping my hands between us, desperately trying to undo the button of his work pants. "Now. I need you now, Alessandro."
Together, we shove his jeans and boxers down his hips. His thick erection springs free, the swollen head already glistening with precum. He's huge and perfectly hard, bouncing against his belly.
I bite my lip, unsure how he’s possibly going to fit, but the way he groans my name like a prayer sends another wave of wetness between my thighs. We’ll make it work.
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I use my heels to push his pants the rest of the way off as he attacks my throat with kisses.
He wraps one fist around his length, sliding the head of it through my folds. He glances down, groaning as he bounces himself against my clit. The wet sound echoes around us, making me whimper.
"Goddamn," he pants, the muscles in his abdomen contracting. "You already feel too fucking good. There's no way I'm going to last, Sunshine."
"I don't care!" I cry, arching up to meet him as he bounces his cock against my clit again. Pleasure spirals through me, and I cry out. "Just get in me!"
He notches his cock at my entrance, his eyes filled with something that steals my breath. “You’re all mine now, Sunshine.”
"Condom!" I gasp, desperately trying to think straight. But all I can focus on is the look in his eyes, the possessiveness and need, and how good his cock feels against my entrance.
"Hell no," he growls, his eyes locking with mine, his voice filled with a steely determination. "I'm taking you just like this, angel. Just you and me, no barriers."
“I…I…” I should tell him no. That’s the sane thing to do. Say no and demand he put on a condom. I know he will if I’m not really okay with this. I see that truth in his eyes, too. As much as he wants this, he won’t force me into anything. That’s not who he is.
But I don’t say that. Because the image of a little boy with his warm brown eyes and dimples flashes through my mind, and intense longing bubbles up from the depths of my freaking soul.
“You want it, don’t you?” Alessandro asks.
“Yes,” I moan, unable to deny the truth. I want it so freaking bad it hurts.
Triumph blazes in his eyes, as hot as the sun. "You're mine," he breathes, pressing his lips to mine. "In every fucking way, you're mine, Heidi."
Before I can say anything else, he's pushing inside me in one deep, delicious stroke. I claw his back as he stretches me open, filling me full. He’s so thick, so long, so damn hard. I can’t breathe. Can’t look away from him, either. The intense look of pleasure on his face is everything as he rocks his hips forward, groaning my name.
"Oh, fuck," he groans, his eyes squeezing shut. "You feel so good, Sunshine. So damn good."
My barrier tears, sending a tiny, fleeting prick of pain through me that barely registers. But tears spring to my eyes anyway. Not because it hurts but because of the overwhelming sense of…rightness, of completion that rushes through me.