“You will take all of me, Dove.” He growls and sucks on a sensitive spot at the base of my neck.
I’m awash with overwhelming sensations of pleasure, pain, need, and desire. I raise both of my knees up his sides. He takes that opportunity to press against the back of my thighs and thrust deeper.
“Sweet heaven,” I call out, gripping the rungs of the headboard so tight I’m sure I’ll have indentions in my palms.
“Fuck yeah it is. Warm, beautiful heaven. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, I should have taken you sooner.” His voice is raw, gritty, and coated in lust.
I smile against his neck and lay a round of kisses on every patch of skin I can reach. He groans and swirls his hips, crushing my clit in the process. My entire body goes stiff as an orgasm races through me. My toes curl, and my fingers tighten around the wood above my head as I go off.
Nick runs his hands up my arms and unfurls them from the rungs. “Hold me, babe. Touch me.”
Glorying in the ability to finally put my hands on him, I run them all over his sweat-misted back, feeling each bump of his spine. He fucks me hard, lifts up off my chest so I can see his magnificent body. His shoulders are wide and full of sinewy muscle. Each pec is a hardened square with a brown, almond-shaped nipple I’d like to lick and bite. Down farther is sheer male perfection. He works hard at keeping his body healthy and toned. I draw a fingertip down the center of his chest and over each brick of his eight-pack.
“Everything about you is hard,” I whisper, touching all over his upper body.
He smiles, opens my legs wide so my knees fall out to each side. He takes his thumb and swirls it around my clit, which reacts like a lightning bolt to the rest of me. I jerk and tremble, the pleasure obliterating all thoughts besides ramping up for another explosion.
“And everything about you is soft. Your body…” He runs his hand over my inner thighs, up my abdomen, and to my breasts, where he gives them a little squeeze. “Your heart.” He comes over me and kisses the skin above my heart, which repositions his dick in such a way to torture me with pleasure.
I moan and grip his hips, wanting him to stay where he is. His dick is gliding along the most perfect place; I feel like my insides are going to explode in sheer ecstasy.
“That the spot?” He kisses me as I sigh and moan into his mouth.
Nick uses his talented hips, rotating and stirring his length inside me, crushing that hot bundle of nerves with each rotation. I curl around his body, bringing us as close together as we could possibly be.
He fucks me slow and long, until I’m panting, squirming, pushing, and pulling for that last little bit that will send me over the edge.
“Gonna love you like this forever, Honor.”
“Nick!” I tip my head back and let out a long breath of air as the orgasm pounds through me.
He picks up the pace with his hips, hammering into me in short bursts. His mouth covers mine, and his massive body locks around me. His cock seems to get bigger, thicker, until both of us fall over the edge of the cliff into nothing but ecstasy.
“I love you, Honor. I fucking love you,” Nick whispers in my ear as his body shudders and his release fills me.
Closing my eyes, I hold this man to my body and open the broken parts of my soul, allowing this moment to fill some of the empty holes.
“I love you too.”
A pounding on the door breaks through the warm haze of sleep swarming around me. Nick’s naked body is pressed up against the back of mine, his arm locked around my waist. I press against his back, snuggling closer as the knocking sound comes again.
“Nicholas Salvatore Salerno Jr.! You better answer this door for your mama, or I’ll call your father and have him break it down!”
I sit up like a shot in the dark and pull the sheet up to cover my chest. Nick rolls over and starts laughing.
“What’s going on?” A nervous panic swirls around me instantly.
“My mother is here.” He chuckles and scrubs at his eyes.
“Why?” I rub my head, our lovemaking flickering through my mind like a sexy movie on repeat.
Nick gets out of bed stark naked. I admire his form longingly, my gaze focusing on his thick cock and sculpted muscles. My mouth waters at the idea of bringing him into my mouth, making him crazy for me. Taking him over the edge into bliss.
He narrows his eyes and points a finger. “None of that,” he says, sounding more Italian in that moment than I’ve heard him.
“What?” I blink innocently.
“Looking at my cock like it’s your next meal.” He grips his length and gives it one long stroke.
I moan, and he shakes his head. “Fucking knew it. Perfect goddamned woman. Wants me to fuck her face even when my mother is banging at the door.”
The reminder of his mother has me scrambling out of bed. “It’s not my fault all of your maleness is so…so you!” I wave my hands and look around the room, finding my yoga pants on the floor and one of his shirts. I tug them both on as he zips up his jeans and walks bare-chested out of the room.
Oh, my God. He’s got nothing but a pair of jeans on, and he’s going to answer the door. His mother is going to know what we did.
Like his mother doesn’t already assume.
“There you are. I thought I would have to call the cavalry out on you,” I can hear his
