“Yes, the truth, Giada. Do you want me to make you come?”
“No...” I close my eyes and absorb his touch while lying. A part of me doesn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing what he’s doing to me. Another wants to share everything with him.
This is the first time I get to really look at him in over a week, and he’s hungry. His eyes roam up and down my body. “I’ve missed you, Giada. I know you don’t believe me.”
“I hate you.” I fight back the tears, but the fight is gone in me. I want to be in his arms.
“No, you don’t. That’s why you’re upset.”
“You think you know everything, don’t you?”
He grabs my bottom lip and tugs gently. “Not at all, but I do know you deserve someone better than me. I just can’t let you go.” I gasp as his other hand slides between my legs and his lips meet mine again. “Do you want to come for me?”
“Yes, Santino,” I whimper, clenching my thighs around his hand.
“Good girl.” He chuckles lightly, pulling away from me. I feel the loss and am ready to fight when he turns me around and undoes the cuffs. “I promised if you were honest with me, I’d take them off.” He trails the cuffs over my skin, sliding my top up with the press of the metal. Beads of sweat form over my body. I’m not sure if it’s from the heat or the way he sets my soul ablaze.
Scooping me up in his arms, Santino carries me back to bed, laying me down and letting his hands linger over my waist. His teeth dig into his bottom lip as he stares at my abs.
He grips and caresses my breasts, plucking on my hardened peaks through the lacy material. Growling, he reaches around and undoes the snap, tugging it off of me. “So fucking beautiful.” He bends down and sucks on my nipple before moving to the other one and showing it attention. “You’re mine, Giada. You belong to me and always will. Do you need me to prove it to you?”
I shake my head. “I’m not yours,” I pant, lying through my teeth. He smiles at me, causing my core to tighten and my slit to drench my panties.
“I told you about lying to me.” He reaches up and cuffs my wrists again, but this time I don’t even attempt to put up a fight. Smiling, he steals another kiss. “I know you’re mad, but I’m going to make it up to you—over and over again.”
His tongue dips out, swiping just above the fabric and licking the top of my breast before kissing it. Slowly, he takes his time as he moves his mouth up my body to claim my lips. His fingers slide down my sides, over my hips and onto my thighs. He roughly pulls my leg over his hip, letting me feel his need.
“I’m doing my best to stay in control, but just touching you, tasting you is sending me over the edge.” He reaches between us and slips his hand under my shorts.
“I need you, Santino. Take me, please.” He stands back up, stripping completely naked. Then his hands come to my waistband, dragging my shorts and panties down together and tossing them somewhere behind him.
“I’m going in bare. I’m clean and you’re clean. I need to feel all of you,” he grunts, getting onto his knees between my legs.
“Thank God.”
“Amen.” He lowers his head and kisses me as he lines his cock up with my pussy. I’m turned on and scared at the same time. The tip pushes inside, and I feel completely stretched out. Holy shit.
“Santino,” I cry out, digging my nails into his biceps.
“Giada, relax. I’m going to make you come, and then I’m going to do it again.” Santino presses his lips to my pulse, sucking on my skin, surely leaving his mark. “Mine,” he whispers, staring at his handiwork.
Lazily he pushes deeper in me, claiming my pussy as his.
Chapter Sixteen
Santino
Her pussy is so tight that I have to go slow or I’ll hurt her. As much as I want to ride her like a fucking bronco, I have to take it easy until she lets me have it all. The feel of her cunt wrapped about my cock is insanely too intense that I feel the pull to come. I can’t do that to her. Slipping out of her warmth, I move down between her legs, putting them over my shoulder as I take my first taste of her sweetness. I knew I’d be addicted, and that I am. I lick her from her slit to her ass, nipping her ass cheek before diving my tongue deep in her wetness, stealing every drop of need from her body.
Giada lowers her cuffed wrists and runs her fingers through my hair. I could die a happy man between her legs. Plunging two fingers in, I try to open her up, stretching her wide while sucking on her little nub. “Santino. Shit, oh hell. I’m coming.” She thrusts her hips up, grinding her cunt on my face. I eat her up like the best fucking last meal, leaving nothing left on the plate. Rising up, I skim my tip up and down through her slit, stroking her with the underside of my cock until she’s whimpering for more.
“Santino, I need you.” The way she says my name shoots straight through me and I can’t get enough.
“Just what I needed to hear.” I push my way back into her heat, doing my best to keep from coming. I take her arms over her head and hold them down as I rock my hips in long, deep strokes. I shudder as I pull out and push back in.
“Fuck me, Santino.”
“I’m too damn close, Giada.” She ignores my revelation, wrapping her legs around my waist, locking her feet together against
