I whimper in protest. My insides ache with intense heat, the throbbing sensation overwhelming as he thrusts his hips against mine.
“You’re a fucking tease,” I rasp, struggling to stare up into his gaze. It takes every amount of measurable strength to focus and not just give in to what I want.
He grins down at me. “The way I see it, you’ve been taunting me with that tight little ass and sexy as fuck hip sway every time you walk.”
“You’ve been checking out my ass?” I can’t help but laugh.
“I’m surprised you didn’t notice,” Antonio says as his lips trail a warm path across my neck and down my jawline.
One hand keeps my arms bound above my head, but his grip is looser than earlier. I wrap my legs around him and flip us around, taking charge, straddling him.
“My turn,” I whisper with a sly grin as I crawl down his torso and remove every last inch of clothing from his body, as he lifts his hips for me to undress him.
He’s sexy and well-endowed, more than even I remember since the last time we fucked in the shower years ago.
Just the sight of his cock makes me wet and excited. Not that I want to divulge that little secret to him. He’ll find out soon enough.
Easily, he can overpower me if he wants to, but instead, he lies there, letting me explore his body. I don’t dare admit he could win the heart of any woman he desires with his looks alone.
But his temper might run them all away, and the fact he’s a mafia don.
I trail my fingers over his abs and down the juncture of his stomach toward my intended destination when he grabs my wrist to stop me.
“Antonio?” I whisper, staring down at him.
Does he not want this?
Has he changed his mind?
He reaches up and grazes my cheek with one hand, bringing my mouth down to his. His hold against me is firm, and while I want to believe that I’m the one in control, it’s only because he’s given me the reins.
His other hand remains on my wrist, rolling us swiftly around. My back is flush with the mattress, the warm sheets against my skin.
Antonio brings my hand down to the mattress, his hands entwining with mine as our lips duel in a fiery kiss.
His fingers that were on my cheek glide down my torso, grazing my breast, and then he delves between my thighs, discovering my wetness.
My head is foggy from the alcohol earlier, but it’s clear as day that he is what I crave. I lift my hips off the bed, grazing against him, wanting to feel him buried inside of me.
His touch is firm but gentle, rubbing and stroking, grazing my inner thighs with his cock.
“Condom,” I say, breaking the momentary silence.
We already have two children, and I don’t think either one of us is ready for that next step. I’m not sure we’re even prepared for what comes after this tomorrow.
He grunts and shifts off me long enough to reach for the bedside table.
There’s a bible that he removes from the drawer.
“That isn’t going to keep me from getting knocked up,” I say. He doesn’t think praying on it will keep a baby from happening.
“You don’t say,” he says with a smirk and opens it to reveal a hidden compartment containing a handful of oddities, including a few condoms.
“What? You didn’t honestly think this is a hotel with a bible in every room, did you?” Antonio asks.
A small part of me wants to slug him, but I shake my head. “Your hospitality is nothing like a hotel,” I say. I can’t help the snarky tone or the bitterness that exudes from my lips.
“Better?” he asks, hopeful.