Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
I should probably stay longer to entertain Duarte, but I couldn’t hold back for another minute. The notorious hedonist would simply have to understand why I was leaving early. My fiery bond with Evelyn would be obvious enough to anyone watching our intense kiss. I staked my claim in front of everyone, brazen in my desire for this perfect woman.
All mine.
I finally released her swollen lips, and she swayed into me, dizzy from our heady chemistry. I braced my arm around her waist and steered her off the dance floor, away from the party.
“Time for your reward, dolcezza.”
She shivered, and her cheeks flushed once again. She’d been indignant about my promise of a reward for good behavior, but Evelyn had a sweet heart and a giving nature. And I’d worked her into an erotic frenzy. It wouldn’t be difficult to convince her to love being my good girl, to please me in every way I desired.
We stepped into the empty elevator that would carry us up to my suite. As soon as the doors closed, she threw herself at me like she was starved for my lips. Shock punched me, but I didn’t hesitate to meet her hungry kiss with equal fervor. She pressed her hips against my thigh again, on the verge of rubbing herself against me to reach orgasm.
I slammed my palm against the emergency stop button, and the elevator came to a halt. She didn’t seem to notice; she was completely intent on kissing me, her fingernails biting into the back of my neck in an effort to pull me closer.
“You are a greedy girl.” My words were strangely slow and deep, like I was drunk. Everything about her was intoxicating, all-consuming.
I backed her up against the mirrored wall and wedged my thigh between her legs. “Go on,” I ordered. “Make yourself feel good, farfallina.”
She licked her lips, hesitating. She was so innocent. I found her shame delectable. I would find every wicked act that made her blush and teach her to love it.
I lifted my leg slightly, forcing her up onto her toes. I could feel the heat of her pussy through my pants, and I wondered if she’d come hard enough leave a wet spot on the expensive fabric.
The prospect made my cock stiffen. Fuck, I needed her. I craved to drive into that wet heat and feel her tight cunt squeezing me as she came undone.
I clenched my jaw and shoved down my most basic, animal urges. I wouldn’t rut into her like a mindless beast. Evelyn would welcome me to claim her sweet pussy. She would beg me to fuck her. Until she was ready to do that, I would control my darkest instincts by dominating her. Controlling her pleasure helped me master myself, too.
A heady rush of power pulsed through me as she began to rock against my thigh, stimulating herself at my command. Her eyes slid closed, as though she could hide from the shame that she was feeling for behaving so wantonly.
My fingers tangled in her hair, tugging just sharply enough to capture her full attention. Her stunning eyes met mine, glassy with lust. Using my grip on her hair, I directed her face toward the mirrored wall to our right.
“Watch yourself,” I rumbled. “See how beautiful you are when you come undone for me.”
“Massimo…” She whispered my name, a soft plea for mercy that made my cock ache.
But I had no mercy. She would bear witness to her own carnal desperation, her full submission to my will. I’d done this to her: reduced her to a needy, lustful mess. My power over her was the most delicious thing I’d ever seen.
When her eyes locked on her own reflection, her lips parted on a soft gasp, as though she didn’t recognize herself. I pressed deeper into her, stimulating her clit on my thigh. She released a soft cry, then surrendered. Her hips rocked, her hot cunt rubbing against me. She blushed, but she stared at herself with rapt fascination as her breaths quickened and her movements became more frantic.
“Come, Evelyn. Come for me.”
She shuddered in my arms and orgasmed with a low moan. I could practically feel the waves of bliss rolling through her body, almost as though her pleasure was my own.
“That’s it,” I praised, watching her reflection along with her. She remained transfixed by the image of her ecstatic abandon. “Bellissima.”
A soft whimper caught in her throat, and her body softened as she floated down from her orgasmic high.
But I wasn’t nearly finished with her. Once I got her back to my bed, I would make her scream my name.
Chapter 20
Evelyn
The world took on a dreamlike quality in my post-orgasmic haze. Had that really been my reflection in the elevator mirror? I hadn’t recognized the sensual woman who’d stared back at me while she rubbed against a near-stranger’s thigh.