He kept his eyes on mine as he sat back, discarded his underwear, and quickly sheathed himself. In only the soft light coming from the street below, he was stunningly handsome and so damn glorious naked that I had the sudden urge to paint him. Maybe that was why there were so many naked men in paintings and sculptures all over this continent. The guys here really were something.
My stomach clenched in anticipation when he crawled over me again, hovering above me. He leaned his forehead against mine as his cock nudged at my entrance. “I can’t wait to be inside you. I can’t wait to feel that tight, wet pussy around my cock. Are you ready?”
“Yes,” I whispered against his lips.
We didn’t break eye contact as he slid inside me, filling me perfectly and stretching me out so he hit spots inside me that had never been hit before. His mouth sealed over mine and I arched my hips at the same time he thrust all the way in. We both cried out when he buried himself inside me.
“You okay?” he asked, dots of sweat appearing on his forehead.
“Perfect, you?” I managed between gritted teeth. “Move, babe. Please move.”
Marco pressed a kiss on each of my eyelids and the tip of my nose. “I think I might have died and gone to heaven. Did we get hit by a car on the way back to your place?”
“No, but you might die by getting hit with something else if you don’t start moving. Also, did you just give me a line?”
He chuckled, the sound reverberating from his chest into mine. “Your wish is my command, but just so you know, it wasn’t a line.”
He started moving with sure, slow strokes that carefully tended to the fire he was igniting in my overheated core. I joined in the rhythm he set, moving my hips along with his.
Still so sensitive and wanting with my clit still swollen and aching, it didn’t take long before I felt an explosive orgasm building. Marco whispered dirty everythings—they sure as fuck weren’t sweet nothings—into my ear, which sent me hurtling toward the edge even faster.
When he bit down on my earlobe, the unexpected but tiny burst of pain sent me flying over the edge. I heard him moan my name, and the next thing I knew, his broad cock was twitching deep inside me.
Afterward, we lay together, breathing heavily and clinging to one another until the haze subsided. Rolling to my side, I flicked on the lamp on the nightstand and was almost afraid to face him again.
My shoulders stiffened. Before I could even comprehend it, Marco gripped my hip and rolled me onto my back. Then he was on top of me again.
His dark brows were knitted together, and worry clouded his golden eyes. “What, baby? What just happened?”
I sighed, lifting my hands to his face and reveling in the slight burn of stubble against my palms. “Nothing really. It just occurred to me that you’re my boss, and we just slept together. Is this going to make things awkward at work?”
“We’re off the clock.” He planted kisses on my eyelids again, this time ending with a chaste one on my lips. “It’s nothing to worry about. I promise. I’m going to take off, though. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable by overstaying my welcome.”
I tried to convince him to stay, but it was like he knew I needed some space from him. He declined politely, gave me a final passionate kiss, and left.
As for me? I managed to hide my smile until he was gone. Then I sprawled out on my bed and grinned at the fan on my ceiling like a sex-obsessed maniac.
God, that was good.
Chapter 15
Marco
Children shrieked on the playground at the park where I was meeting Aldo. Parents stood around the kids, talking among themselves.
In another section of the park, there were younger people lounging on the grass. Painters and performers entertained the people around them while tourists milled about.
My dark sunglasses shielded my eyes, but I felt the warm rays on my face and shoulders. I’d dressed down for the occasion, considering that I was only meeting my brother. My shirt had no sleeves, and my shorts felt strange around my knees, but I couldn’t wipe the smile off my lips.
Last night with Addy had been spectacular. One of the best experiences of my life so far, and that was saying something.
She gave as good as she got, wasn’t shy to ask for what she wanted, and was just loud enough for me to know she wasn’t putting on some kind of act. I fucking loved how she had checked her inhibitions at the door and really allowed me to see how much she wanted me and what she wanted from me.
In the bedroom, just like in every other aspect of her life, she was assertive and self-assured. Those qualities were fucking sexy to me. If there was one thing I was certain of, it was that I had to have her again.
Soon.
Possibly again after that.
“Hey! You made it.” Aldo’s voice cut into my thoughts. He came jogging up to me as he came off a paved path that ran around the back of the park. He was dressed similarly to me in a cut-off shirt and shorts, only his sneakers were smeared with mud while mine were still squeaky clean.
In fact, somehow, we’d managed to almost match. Just in the inverse.
My shorts were jade green and my shirt a navy blue while his shirt was jade green and his shorts navy blue. We started drawing attention as soon as he came up next to me, still jogging on the spot.
He smirked when he noticed a group of what appeared to be college girls nearby. “Are you sure I can’t convince you that the old twin switch might be
