“I will never hurt you,” he said; the thought lingered in my mind.
I closed my eyes, allowing the sensations to continue building, my pussy aching as a joyous release pushed closer and closer.
As he lifted his hips, switching the angle, I almost lost it, disobeying him again. I jerked away, purring as I watched a single bead of sweat slide down from his forehead.
There was something sinful about his slight smile, the way he was looking at me. But I could tell he was searching the depths of my soul, determining how much of this was real.
“I need to come,” I managed, laughing softly as vibrations skittered through every tendon and muscle.
“Not yet.” Now his smile was coy, the man fully in control.
“Not fair.”
“Who said I was a fair man?”
In answer, I bucked against him, lifting my hips from the water, leaving just the tip inside.
“A very naughty girl,” he muttered, yanking me down again. He slid his arms under mine, easing his hands against my back, his fingers digging in. “Come for me, angel. Take all you want.”
There was no holding back, no way of controlling my needs. As the climax rushed into me, I threw my head back, fighting a strangled scream. I was lightheaded, another blur of stars and colors racing across my field of vision. Everything about this moment was perfect, allowing me to experience the true bliss of our passion.
The single orgasm was like a jolt of lightning, driving electricity into every cell. I was so alive and free, incapable of thinking clearly or focusing. And I was in utter euphoria.
“Yes. Oh… Yes…”
“That’s it, dolce angelo. Come for me again.” His command was darker, more determined and he thrust me up and down with wild abandon, driving me into another moment of uncontrollable need.
I was shocked how my body responded, accepting his dominance, the orgasm even more explosive than the first one.
And there was no chance of remaining quiet, my scream of euphoria floating all around us. As the climax turned into a wave, he whispered several passages in Italian, the lilting sound of his voice keeping me close to the precipice, my mind lost in the moment. When my body finally stopped shaking, he captured my mouth once again, pulsing my body against his, his rhythm never changing.
I had no idea how long he kept the pace as the kiss became more savage, his tongue smashing against mine, his grunts and thunderous growls rumbling in my system.
When I could tell he was finally unable to hold back any longer, his entire body shaking, I clamped down on his cock, savoring every moment as he erupted deep inside, filling me with his seed.
He finally broke the kiss, his eyes rolling in the back of his head as he pumped me up and down ferociously. I could tell he wanted more. This was just the beginning of a passion-filled night, one that would bring us closer together. There was nothing more I wanted than to have his body curled around mine, our two hearts beating in unison.
That’s what I wanted for the future. I only hoped the devil wouldn’t drag us both into hell.
As Valentin opened his eyes, I could swear there was something different about his gaze. It was even more possessive, determined to keep me in a gilded cage for my protection.
“I do love you, Valentin.” This time, the strong feeling was easier to admit, even though I doubted I’d ever hear the powerful man speaking the same words. The admittance would be too difficult for him.
He brushed his knuckles across my face, tugging a strand of hair behind my ear. “You know what I am, Cassidy, someone you should run far away from. I can’t promise you I’ll be the man you need, but I will be the man you crave, ensuring your nights are filled with passion.”
I wasn’t certain how to take his statement, but for the first time, there was more than just lust in his eyes.
There was love, a tenuous hold on an emotion that he’d tried desperately to shove aside and for right now, it was enough. As far as the future, only time would tell, but I couldn’t imagine spending a day without him in my life.
“My beautiful angel. You are my everything.”
I closed my eyes, longing to keep the moment intact for as long as possible. Maybe, just maybe, it would be enough.
* * *
Valentin
As the bright moon swept in through the open windows, the light breeze allowing the scent of flowers to trickle into the room, I was more at peace than I’d been for a long time.