Take Me A Dark Billionaire Mafia Romance - Faith Summers Page 0,20
of my name. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
“You aren’t?” I ask. The words fall from my lips before I can think of what I’m asking.
“No… I can see though that you have questions on your mind. Why don’t you just ask me what you want,” he says.
I think for a moment and something comes to me. something that shouldn’t reveal how wary I am. “What are we doing tonight?”
The corners of his lips turn up into a smile. “Not the same thing we did last night. Tonight, I want more. Tonight… I want you.”
Of course, he does. What did I expect for ten grand?
“Tonight, I want more of you, you the angel,” he adds and moves in closer. So, close his breath tickles my skin, so close my nipples tighten painfully from the effect of him. He turns his smile up a notch and I almost believe he knows the effect he has on me. In fact, I think he does. he knows. There’s no way he doesn’t know. Not with that magnetic force of attraction so strong it’s stifling.
He takes the edge of my chin and lifts it, his fingers gracing my skin, reminding me of last night when he touched me.
“Tonight, I want more than a taste Angel. I want to fuck you hard. So hard you never will never forget me,” he clarifies, and his dirty words sends a shiver of delight through me that makes me crave him.
His words make me want him to take me exactly the way he wants and do whatever he wants to me. Shame fills me at the realization that money aside I’d be the same way. I’d want this.
I don’t know how I can want this, even if it’s what I signed up for. I don’t know him. We’ve barely met, and everything about this man tells me I should be wary. So, I shouldn’t allow myself to drop my guard and let emotion in.
This job is supposed to be something I do. Not something I crave.
“Is that okay?” he asks. Those large brown eyes look in on me again and I know he knows I want him. This man is not the type to ask a question he doesn’t already know the answer to.
“Yes…” I answer and darkness flashes in his eyes.
A wicked, devilish smile lights up his face and his gaze rakes boldly over my body.
“Then take your clothes off for me,” he says.
I slide the strap of my dress down my shoulder. It doesn’t take much for the rest of the dress to fall away from me.
It drifts down me exposing my nakedness. I’m not wearing anything underneath. Not even a thong like last night. With the exception of my shoes, I’m completely naked. Naked and aroused for him.
He reaches out to touch my breasts and my nipples tighten to diamond hard peaks at the touch of his fingers, much to his satisfaction.
He massages my breasts, filling his palms and bends his head down to suck the left nipple.
It feels good, really good, and I want to touch him too. Instinct makes me want to run my fingers through his hair, the way I would if this was real and encourage him to suck.
He moves to my other breasts, takes the nipple into his mouth, and sucks hard, so hard the wetness that’s gathered in my pussy starts leaking down my thighs.
He runs his hands down my waist and smooths his fingers down to my mound to stroke over the smooth skin. When he pushes his fingers inside of me and feels how wet I am for him he stops sucking right away and flicks his eyes up to meet mine.
“Fucking hell, you’re wet for me, Angel,” he observes, pulls his fingers out of my pussy, and licks off my arousal.
The sight of him tasting my juices makes me swallow hard to stop myself from drooling.
“You like when I suck your tits?” he asks tweaking my nipples. “Answer me.”
“Yes,” I reply quickly.
The smile comes back to his face, lifting his lips into a sensual arch of sexiness.
He returns to his wild assault on my breasts, sucking hard like before. This time though he drives his fingers into my pussy and starts a furious pump into my passage, gliding over the sensitive nub of my clit.
He starts finger fucking me and I moan. Mindless moans of ecstasy hum from deep within and I reach for him, grabbing on to his shoulders to keep from falling over.