TWENTY-THREE
JULIAN
An ache had been eatingme alive for weeks. Storming out of Rebecca’s limo after kissing her, I had wanted to slit my own throat knowing I could never have her. Nothing had made me smile since. Except briefly, that kiss outside her townhouse the day I left to intercept the drug shipment with an Interpol agent, who I admit, I fucked. Hard.
But imagined Becca the whole time.
Every day since, I’d been struggling to breathe, wondering how I’d get through without her. Not only could I not date a crime boss, she now came with three lovers.
I had to convince her they were behind this hit. If not them, their fathers, making them complicit pricks.
Her pussy was the sweetest damn thing I ever tasted. I slid a finger inside her again and licked it. “Tilt your hips, woman.” When she did, I glided my finger into her ass.
The sexiest sigh and yelp came from her. God, I knew I’d fuck here there, wouldn’t I?
I love it.
One thing at a time.
With my lips around her clit, my finger in her ass, and breathing on her skin, Becca moaned, “I’m coming.”
Yes...
She creamed my lips and quivered against my tongue with her ass so tight around my finger...
I sat up and stroked my cock. Before I even asked, she gripped it with her hand.
“Your turn,” she said, her eyes glassy with lust.
“Yeah, stroke me. Keep me so damn hard.”
“I can do more than stroke.” She licked her lips and kissed the tip.
I nearly fucking died right there. Becca Domenico... The sick fuck in me looked down and saw the girl in high school I’d wanted so badly. The age-old desire I had for her had never gone away.
She kissed my cock and licked all the way down to my balls and... I spasmed feeling her tongue on my ass. No. No. No... I couldn’t handle that.
Could I?
“My cock, woman. Suck my cock.” My head fell back as heated pleasure coiled through me.
The more I moaned, the more Becca took me deeper into that hot, lush mouth. My cock throbbed as a spurt of pre-cum shot from the tip and her wicked tongue sucked it down her throat.
For a brief second, everything I’d believed in the last twenty-four hours went up in smoke. No way would someone put a hit on a woman who sucked dick like this.
I love all three of the guys.
And for the first time, I could see why they shared her. Was that right for me though?
Becca moaned as she sucked me off. Was this a game for her? She’d coaxed Sebastien, Anthony, and Giancarlo with sex. Or love, as she put it. Was I her next pawn?
Fuck all if I cared at the moment. “That’s it, woman. Suck my dick. Ah... Ah... Oh fuck...”
I held still, my back steady with my stomach clenched so I wouldn’t come. Didn’t want to come. Wanted to stay on this slick edge where ecstasy rode a wave, pounding at the shore an inch at a time. Bringing me closer to blowing my load down her throat. With every lash of her tongue, my heart did a somersault. Love...
Fuck, was this love? Or some version of it?
My orgasm shattered me as I pulled Becca’s hair. Nothing had ever felt this good. As my hips bucked and my mind spun, Becca took me even deeper in her throat, sucking me dry.
She squeezed my ass, but dropped her hand to my upper thigh, sneaking back through...
No...
“What the fuck...”
Her finger tapped the rim of my ass and it puckered against her finger.
“Don’t you dare, woman.”
Her blue eyes caught mine, smiling with a mouthful of my cock. And then...
Jesus. Fuck. Her finger drenched with sweat from my body slid past a taut ring of nerves. My cock throbbed, hardening again. So fast. So hot.
Harder than I would have liked, I yanked on her hair and brought her face close to mine. “You want my hard cock again?” I kissed her roughly to see what she could take. A rage of lust took me over. I spun her around and pulled her hips up in the air. “You want me to fuck you like an animal?”
I rammed her from behind, cursing at how she felt even tighter than two minutes ago. Or I’d gotten so much bigger. Crazed and aching to feel her pussy around my dick, mindless with animalistic pleasure, I came hard, pumping my seed into her. I cried out as the violent climax rolled through me.
I pulled out, leaving a few more drips on her back, marking her. Claiming her.
Mine.
She tried to scramble off the bed, shaking. “No. No.” I dragged her back to the headboard, and held her against my chest. “That’s... I don’t know who that was. You bring out a side to me that just loses it, Becca.” I moved the hair from her face and hoped to see a smile.
I saw...tears.