Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 61692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
“Franco.” My voice is tentative, but he doesn’t answer me. Instead, the cold liquid of what I assume is the red wine trails from my neck down my back and trickles between my ass cheeks. A shiver races through me and goose bumps rise on every inch of my skin. I await more, but it never comes because his mouth is on me in an instant.
He licks and nips at the flesh between my thighs, lapping at the wine and my arousal mixing on his tongue. A swat on my ass has me yelping. Another and another is rained down on my skin. His hands spread me open obscenely and I can’t stop the heat, the blush that I know is clear on my cheeks.
His tongue darts into my forbidden puckered entrance, which sends me spiraling. The need to orgasm taunts me. But he’s an expert at this and keeps me on edge. Between his tongue lapping at me, teasing my ass, and nibbling on my clit, my nails attempt to dig into the window, but all I do is claw at the slippery surface.
My knees tremble and I don’t know how much longer I can hold on. “If you come, I’ll punish you, bella. Make no mistake,” he warns and I bite my lip to keep from coming too soon, before he orders me to.
Another swat and another. More. I want to ask him for more, but words fail me. As soon as it started, he stops. I’m left trembling as I hear the clink of a belt buckle and I know I’m in for it.
“You want love? You want a sweet relationship where I buy you flowers?” he questions and I shake my head because to be honest, I don’t want that. I’ve never been fond of flowers. Yes, perhaps I wanted love, but this… this violent passion he’s giving me is so much more. It sets me alight. “Answer me,” he commands and with it the leather of the belt bites into the soft flesh of my ass.
“NO!” I cry out. The pain, ignites every nerve in my body. The desire flares to life like a raging inferno.
“Count,” he bites out through clenched teeth and I do.
“One.” Swat. “Two.” My body is electric. My clit throbs. My orgasm is hanging heavy, threatening to detonate me. “Three, four.” My voice is barely audible. My skin burns with every bite, but when he drops the belt and plunges his cock inside me, my body shudders and my orgasm rears, waiting for the order. The command.
“I’ll give you want you want, bella, but be warned. I’m always going to be an asshole. I’m always going to hurt you. Keep your heart locked away because I will break it if you give it to me.” He hisses as his hips buck into me. His hands reach for my breasts. My nipples are hardened peaks as he twists them painfully. The pain and pleasure mixing, swirling together in a vortex of intensity I’ve only ever felt last night when he took me, grips me, and when he leans in and whispers in my ear, “Give it to me. Give me your body, Raina,” I let go. My body quivers, pulses, squeezes, and sucks his cock deeper, needing it in every corner of me. He’s not only fucking my body, he’s fucking my mind even though he’s warned me against it.
In that moment.
I give him the one thing I know he will break.
My heart.
15
Franco
“You had no right to tell her anything about me,” I grunt at my brother, who sits in the office chair like he owns the goddamn place. “She is an employee, nothing more.”
Even as I say the words, I know they’re a lie. It’s been almost a week after I fucked her against the window in my bedroom. That night, all I wanted to hide from her, everything I held dear, fell away. With my cock inside her so deep it felt as if I’d burrowed my way into her soul and she into mine. It’s a mistake. It’s going to be my downfall, but I’m spiraling. There’s no way to stop it. I’m falling for her.
Since then, I’ve been professional. I haven’t touched her. She’s slept in the guest room because I told her to. I needed space. A whole fucking week of not being inside her is driving me crazy. Today the shipment of weapons arrives and I need a clear head. This job will either make us or break us in this city, and if I’m going to get my revenge on that asshole, I need to be on top of shit, not sitting here worried about a little blonde who somehow has me by the balls.
Raking my fingers through my hair, I settle on my expensive leather office chair and watch Gio’s smoke rings fill my office.