Normally, I would’ve been too impatient to go this slow, but tonight, I let my touch linger on every curve and dip. I mapped her body with my mouth and hands, caressing her breasts through her bra and tugging her underwear off with my teeth, inch by torturous inch, until she whimpered with frustration.
“Dante,please,” she breathed, her skin flushed with pleasure even though I’d barely touched her yet.
My groan vibrated against her skin. I wanted to drag this night out as long as possible, but I couldn’t deny her anything. Not when she was looking at me with those eyes and pleading with me in that voice.
I tossed her underwear to the side and took in the perfect sight in front of me. “Fuck, baby, you’re so wet for me.”
She whimpered again when I gently scraped my teeth over her clit. Once, twice, letting her warm up to the sensation before I drew the sensitive bud into my mouth and sucked.
Vivian’s escalating cries were music to my ears as I brought her to her first orgasm of the night. I could listen to her forever—the soft moans, the little gasps and whimpers and the way she called my name when she came on my tongue. It was the sweetest, dirtiest symphony I’d ever heard.
She was still coming down from her high when I slid inside her.
Another groan climbed up my throat at how tight and wet she was. Her body fit mine the way the ocean hugged the shore—naturally, effortlessly, perfectly.
I held still, kissing my way up her neck and capturing her mouth in a kiss before I started moving.
Vivian’s sighs of pleasure vibrated through my body as I glided in and out of her in a slow, sensual rhythm.
It took all my willpower to maintain an unhurried pace when she felt so fucking perfect, but I wanted to savor every second.
Eventually, however, my control slipped, and I picked up my pace. I bit back a curse when she arched into me, taking me deeper still.
“Faster,” she begged, her voice breathy with desire. “Please.”
I gritted my teeth, my muscles taut with the strain of holding back my release. Sweat beaded along my forehead.
“Se sapessi il potere che hai su di me,” I said, my voice ragged.
I paused for a second before I gripped her hips and gave her what she asked for, fucking into her harder and faster until her nails dug grooves in my back.
Vivian’s eyes were half-closed, her cheeks flushed with pleasure and her lips half-parted as moan after moan poured out.
She looked so beautiful I almost couldn’t believe she was real.
My gaze lingered on her face, trying to imprint every detail to memory before I kissed her again. I swallowed her cry of release as she clamped around me.
I held on for another minute before my control finally snapped and my own orgasm washed through me in a hot, blinding rush.
“Well,” Vivian breathed after I rolled onto my side next to her. “That was definitely more fun than a bath.”
I chuckled even as guilt edged back into my consciousness and carved a hole in my chest. “My ego thanks you for the confirmation.”
“Tell it you’re welcome.” She yawned and snuggled closer to me, draping one arm and leg over my body. “This was the perfect last night,” she murmured. “We should…” Another yawn. “Come to Paris more often. Next time...” A third yawn. “Let’s go to the…”
Her drowsy voice trailed off into silence. I pressed my lips to the top of her head as her breaths slowed into a deep, even rhythm.
I tried to sleep, but the heavy ache in my chest left me restless.
Instead, I stared at the ceiling, counting her breaths, wondering how many more we had left before everything fell apart.
It would take Christian one day to destroy the evidence. One or two for Francis to realize what happened, depending on how closely he monitored the backup sites. And a couple more for the effects of the business takedown to be noticeable.
Realistically, I could tell Vivian the truth when we landed in New York. I’d rather her hear it from me than her father, who would undoubtedly try to twist things in a way that made him look like the victim.
But…fuck.I couldn’t drop a bombshell on her just like that. At the same time, I couldn’t pretend everything was okay and allow her in even more than I already had. Not when our break was inevitable.
Other people spent years trying to get close to me. Vivian didn’t even have to try. Every minute we spent together was another chip away at my defenses, whether she knew it or not.