“I know,” she sighed. “I’m sorry. I just couldn’t handle the thought of losing Marcello. It’s all of us or none of us. That’s how our relationship works.”
“You made that crystal clear.”
She brushed her lips against mine and rocked her hips. I opened my mouth for her, let her tongue tangle with mine as I fisted her curls in my hand. She tasted like mint toothpaste and smelled like vanilla body wash. And I needed her so fucking bad.
As I slipped my hand into her pajama shorts, she moaned. Her nipples poked through her thin tank top, the tiny buds scratching my chest as I pushed two fingers inside her. My cock strained against my pants, begging to come out and play.
She kissed me harder, moaning into my mouth. “Luca.”
Just hearing my name awakened the demons inside me. This girl drove me insane. She turned me into an animal with each scream that slipped from her lips.
I wrapped my fingers around her throat and squeezed hard enough to make her gasp. She loved when I choked her right before she was about to come. Alex craved our rough sex, and she was my greatest addiction.
I nibbled on her earlobe, thrusting my fingers so hard she screamed. “You like this, baby girl?”
“Yes… Don’t stop, Luca. I’m going to…”
After she came on my fingers, I shoved her shorts down her thighs. She kicked them onto the floor, and I spread her thighs with my hands.
Fuck, I loved her body.
She wasn’t the same bony girl I’d met in high school. Time and space from her parents had helped her heal, and she put some meat on her bones, filled out this beautiful body with delicious curves.
“Take off your shirt,” I ordered.
Like a good girl, Alex pulled the shirt over her head and flung it onto the floor. Gripping her hip, I moved her on top of me and leaned my head back against the cushion. Her hands shook as she slid my dress shirt over my shoulders. I flicked the button on my pants, and she rolled down the zipper, adjusting her position on my lap, so she could pull them down.
“I missed you,” I whispered between kisses and actually meant it.
My crazy girl made me feel when I was numb. No matter how much I denied my feelings for her, I would always need Alex. She was the angel on my shoulder when the Devil made me sin. And with my girl, I wanted to do a lot of sinning.
Squeezing her ass cheeks, I lifted her just enough to lower her onto my cock. Alex cried out from the sudden pinch. She was so tight as I pushed through her inner walls. So wet and soft I could have died with her in my arms, riding my cock.
“I missed you, too,” she breathed against my neck.
“You’re always so wet for me, baby girl.”
“Yeah,” she moaned, then ran her tongue along my neck. “You like that?”
I thrust into her, my fingers digging into her sweet ass. “You know I do. Fuck, baby. You feel so good.”
She kissed my neck a few more times, then tilted her head back. Even though we couldn’t see each other in the dark, I knew she was looking at me. Searching for me. No matter what, we would always find each other. Fate had brought us together, and only fate could tear us apart.
I leaned forward to suck her nipple into my mouth. Her hand fell to the back of my head, tugging at my short hair. Even over the music, I could hear her moans. She drove me wild, and I pounded into her harder and faster, damn near losing my fucking mind.
“Luca,” she whimpered. “Oh, fuck.” She tightened her grip on my hair. “Harder. Yes, yes…”
“Fuck, baby girl.” I moved my free hand to her throat and pressed my thumb over her windpipe, giving her what she needed. “Keep squeezing my cock. Just like that.”
She clutched my wrist, which only tightened my grip on her throat. Rough and relentless, I fucked her hard enough to leave an imprint of my cock. Burn my fingerprints on her skin, mark her for everyone to see.
Her entire body trembled, her skin hot and slick against mine. I pulled down her bottom lip with my teeth, stealing another moan from her pretty lips.
“That’s it, baby. Let go. Come for me.”
My name fell from her mouth, and I loved when she said my name. Loved how she said it with a sweet cadence that sounded like a song lyric slipping from her beautiful lips. As if possessed by the sound of my name, I fucked her even harder, bouncing her up and down on my cock. I couldn’t get enough of her pussy.
She was my drug, my addiction, and whenever I was with her, I wanted to be high. Consumed by her scent, her sounds, the way she felt in my hands. On my cock.