Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 86325 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86325 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
"Do you love her?" she spits out, eyes burning with fire as they meet mine. "Just answer me that, Ryder. Do you still love that woman?"
"No," I mutter. "I never did."
The weight seems to visibly fall off her shoulders. Nicoletta's posture relaxes a little but she's still glaring at me, obviously not pleased. "Then why did you leave dinner? Why are you so upset? Why do you still have a framed photo of her? It's her, isn't it? I knew it was her."
"One question at a time, principessa."
"Don't call me that," she hisses. "Not until you explain."
Finally, I've had enough. With a firm hand, I grab her by the throat and lift her just high enough so she has to stand on tiptoes. She gasps for air and I smirk at her, saying, "Do you really think you're in a position to order me around, Nicoletta?"
She glares at me and I can tell just how badly she wants to fight this, fight me. But her smart little mind works fast and she sighs before whispering, "I'm sorry."
"When I let you down, you're going to go back to being my pretty princess. Obedient. Meek. Do you understand?"
More hate from her eyes, but no words to follow up on that emotion. I lightly squeeze her throat and she chokes out a yes. Fucking finally. I let her down and let go of her. She's pissed off and yet there's still a look of desperation in her eyes, one that makes it perfectly clear just how much she wants and needs me.
"Are you going to kiss me, at least?" she mutters, kicking at the grass.
"Depends if you behave," I mumble, taking her chin in my fingers and tipping her head back. "Are you really mad at me?"
"Yes," she whispers. "But I'll behave. As long as you promise you feel nothing for her anymore."
At least this is one thing I don't have to lie to Nicoletta about. There's no doubt in my mind that Livia has been replaced. And more than that, as my feelings were never this strong for the woman who tricked my heart and my mind.
"I don't," I tell her firmly before my lips meet hers in a hesitant kiss. I shouldn't give in to her bratty side, but I can't help it. She's too sexy, too tempting for me to even try resisting her charms. All I've thought about since last night is fucking her again. Feeling her stretched around my cock. I want to fill her again and again, and the temptation is getting harder to resist by the second. "Is this how you wanted to be kissed?"
"Yes," she says softly. "But not just there. Between my legs, too."
I smirk. "You want me to lick your pretty pussy, Nicoletta?"
"Yes," she nods eagerly. "Right here, please Ryder, fucking please."
"Dirty little girl." I know they shouldn't, and yet her words make me hard as fuck. I want to fuck her here and now and I don't give a damn who hears or sees us. I've already decided long ago I'm not letting Adrian have her, I'm just working out a way to ensure Nicoletta belongs to me alone. "Pull your little dress up and let me see those panties."
Nicoletta's eyes remained glued to mine as she steps out of a pair of pink panties and pushes them into my fist. "Keep them, Ryder."
"Fuck." I watch her with hungry eyes. She takes her dress off and tosses it aside with a girlish laugh. "Won't your maid be looking for you?"
"I don't care," she says and steps over to the metal bench. She sits down on it and opens her legs for me, “are you going to lick me now?”
She's completely naked now, exposed to me in such a beautiful way it makes my heart and my head hurt. "Aren't you going to touch me?"
“On the grass,” I tell her, “Lie down and open that pretty cunt for me.”
“It’s damp. And cold. I’m –”
“Get down on the fucking grass,” I tell her again.
She kneels on the grass and shivers, wraps her arms around herself.
“All the way, principessa. On your back and show me that pretty cunt.”
She huffs out a breath before gingerly lying back on the grass. A shiver runs through her and her nipples are like bullets, all pebbled and taut. The sight of her makes my cock swell.
She lifts her knees and her thighs fall open. Her trembling fingers open up her pretty slit, her juices glistening in the lantern light.
“Please, Ryder, I need w-warming up.”
"Of course." I kneel next to her, taking my time to admire her exposed lithe body. "Dio, Nicoletta, you're so fucking beautiful."
"Lick me." She takes my hand in hers and shakily guides it between her legs where her tight little pink snatch is already dripping for me. "Here."