With the first touch of my tongue, her body jerked, her ass hitting the door before her hips rolled forward to press herself against my mouth. I moaned aloud as her fingers tangled in my hair and pulled, the pain only adding to the lust raging through my blood. I was so fucking hard, but I needed her to come in my mouth more than I needed to be inside of her right now.
Fucking hell, she tasted even better than I remembered, and I wished more than anything she would spread her legs so I could reach more of her. As if she heard my unspoken thought, she lifted one foot out of her panties and shorts and rested her leg over my shoulder, opening herself up to me.
"Good girl," I told her, my mouth still on her pussy. I licked her from back to front until the proof of her desire coated my tongue. Then I found the hard bud of her clit again, satisfaction filling me as I soaked in her cries and felt her knee give out until the only thing holding her up was me. My groin tightened as she exploded, coming hard in my mouth. I drank her in, and thirsted for more.
But she hadn't said my name.
Rising to my feet, I lifted her from the floor and wrapped her legs around my waist while she was still coming down from her orgasm. I kissed her, nipping at her lips until she opened for me and could taste herself on my tongue as I reached one hand beneath her ass to undo my slacks. I groaned aloud against her mouth when my cock sprang free, lining up the swollen head with her pussy. I was so worked up for her I was ninety percent positive I would come the moment I got inside of her. But I couldn't stop. Couldn't give myself a moment to get my shit together. I needed her too much. I'd missed her too much.
Holding myself at the base, I lowered her onto my cock, inch by agonizing inch, gritting my teeth as she squeezed her inner muscles, gripping me so tight I nearly lost it. But I managed to get all the way in without blowing my load, and once we were one, I wrapped my arms around her and took a few seconds just to enjoy the feel of her.
Her fingers gripped my shirt on my shoulders, and her face was tucked into my neck. "I don't want this."
Her voice was soft in my ear, and I heard her internal struggle. But there was nothing to question. "You're MINE," I told her. "You'll always be mine, amore." With one arm under her ass and one hand protecting her head from the back of the door, I rolled my hips, pulling out of her slowly and then sinking back in, using the door to brace her. It felt so good. So fucking good. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as my hands tightened on her ass and hair.
Veda moaned, her arms wrapping around my neck. She made me feel strong. Powerful. Like I could do fucking anything as long as she was with me and I was inside of her.
"I have to fuck you." The warning was barely out of my mouth when I started to move, my hips jerking back and forth as I drove into her so hard she slammed up against the door with each stroke. I was worried I'd hurt her, but I couldn't speak, couldn't stop. My groin tightened sharply as my orgasm slid down my spine and into my balls. "I'm gonna come inside of you." My voice was rough. Breathless. "I have to come inside of you."
Her response was to tighten her legs and arms around me and hang on.
"Come with me, my vita. Come with me, amore." I adjusted my hips until I hit her clit with every thrust, and then I found the puckered hole of her ass with my finger and pressed.
"Oh my god!"
"Yes....come for me, amore," I gritted through my teeth, hanging on to my sanity by a thread as I slid my finger in. She was mine. Every fucking part of her.
"Luca!"
Ah, there it was. I locked my knees. With a shout I couldn't contain, my orgasm hit, pumping through me and into her in hot spurts as I pushed myself balls deep inside of her. I felt her come around me, squeezing my cock, the essence of us both joining together and becoming one. It was fucking real. And it was fucking right.
For a moment, all was peaceful in my world. I laid my forehead against hers and closed my eyes, my breathing ragged and my heart beating like it was going to break right out of my ribcage. Stay with me. I almost said it out loud. Words I shouldn't be saying. Just like I shouldn't feel the things I did. But fucking hell. How did I live without this woman? I didn't give a shit what she'd done. She was back in my arms. Where she belonged. No one else knew. And we could keep it that way. I could protect her.
A heartbeat passed. Two. Fuck. I was an idiot if I believed that. I tightened my hold on her, fighting with myself. I knew what I needed to do. But not yet. Not yet.
As if she could hear my thoughts, she suddenly went stiff. "Put me down," she ordered.
"And if I don't?"
"Luca. Put me the fuck down, or I'll scream this whole building down around us.”
I pulled my head back so she could see the truth in my eyes. "No one would give a damn. And they wouldn't dare come in here even if they did." It was true, and she knew it. "So, go ahead, amore. Scream." My cock was still half hard and I rocked my hips, enjoying the way she inhaled on a hiss, her body swaying into mine as much as she tried to fight it.
A smile tugged at the corners of my mouth. "I can make it so you don't have a choice."
She stilled again, then shoved at my shoulders and tightened her legs around my hips, trying to lift herself off of my cock. "Fuck you, Luca."
"You just did. And you'll do it again."
"No, I won't."
Giving in, I lifted her away from me and stepped back, setting her feet on the floor. I opened the door, keeping her behind it, and found Enzo standing guard as I knew he would be. "Would you grab me a towel? And a shirt for Veda."
With a nod, he headed to the dressing room at the end of the hall and returned with a white towel and a black T-shirt with the name of the club sprawled across the front in neon letters. He wouldn't meet my eyes as I took it from him with a nod of thanks and shut the door, handing both to Veda.
As she turned away and cleaned herself up, I tucked myself into my pants. "If you want nothing to do with me, then why are you here, Veda? Why did you call me?"
She kept her back to me as she put on her panties and shorts and pulled her bra back up. Then she grabbed the shirt from the chair she'd dropped it in and tugged it over her head. "I didn't call you. I called Enzo."