Reign A Romance Anthology - Nina Levine Page 0,120

and bends me over the edge of the bed, nudging my feet farther apart. I hear his zipper lower, and feel the bulbous head of his cock touch my aching clit.

“You want this?” he asks, dragging it through my wet flesh.

“Yes,” I breathe out as he presses the slippery head deeper into my clit. “And don’t hold back.”

“What my queen wants, my queen gets.”

With one powerful thrust, he’s inside me and we both groan.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he growls. “So tight… and wet… and fuck, you make my cock hard.”

In this position, his size is amplified, the thick, hard inches of him spearing through me like a battering ram, making me full, making me grip the comforter with tight fingers.

When he pulls out and rubs his slippery head against my clit again, I groan.

“You like that, baby. You like it when I rub my cock against you?”

I moan out a yes and bite down on my lip because damn this feels good.

“Then show me, baby. Show me how much you like me rubbing my cock against your sweet pussy.”

He tortures my clit, rubbing the head of his cock in maddening circles, faster and faster, harder and harder, until my orgasm tumbles out of nowhere and hits me with full force.

My head drops down and I moan through my orgasm, my sex throbbing, my body creaming against his thick length.

Unable to take it, he slides every thick inch into me. “Fuck, I love feeling your pussy coming on my cock.” He thrusts harder, his hips bucking into me. “I’m going to come, baby. I’m going to fill this tight pussy…”

He stops thrusting and grabs hold of my hips, letting out a rough, masculine growl as he pulses his release into me. I feel him throbbing inside me, his cock pulsating against the walls of my sex, spilling his cum into the deepest part of me.

“Christ, what are you doing to me?” He pants, pulling out and collapsing onto the bed beside me. “I want to be inside you all the time. I’m becoming obsessed.”

I lean down to kiss him. “Becoming? I think you passed becoming a long time ago, Sandro. You’re completely obsessed with me, admit it.”

He smiles, and again, my chest tightens at his beauty.

“You’re right. I am. I want you all the time.” His eyes take on a dreamy gaze. “Let’s run away. Let’s just leave all of this behind and just spend the rest of our lives fucking whenever we want.”

“Sounds perfect. When do we leave?” I climb off the bed and head to the bathroom to clean up.

“I mean it.” He sits up. “Have you ever thought about it?”

“Of course, hasn’t everybody?”

“Maybe. But what if we could?”

I wash his cum from my thighs and the wet folds of my sex, although, for a moment, I think about leaving it there and reminding him of it all night. But I opt to pick out a sexy pair of panties from the dresser, instead.

“Aren’t you the King of the Boroughs,” I tease. “You can’t just disappear.”

Although, I wish we could.

More than anything in the world, I wish we could.

His smile fades and he zips up his slacks. “I suppose you’re right.”

The buzzer breaks into our conversation. It’s the driver reminding us that he is downstairs.

I look over to Alessandro, he is sliding on his dinner jacket. I grin as I take his arm. “Come on, sex fiend. Let’s get this dinner over and done with so we can get home and you can have your way with me again.”

We step out into the hot New York night.

The street is alive with activity. The sun is low, and the moon has already begun to rise in a sky streaked in red and gold.

As I’m stepping into the limousine, a feminine voice calls my name.

Alessandro and I both turn to look.

Anastacia stands on the curb beside us looking desperate and disheveled. Her hair is unbrushed and tangled, her skin blotchy, her eyes wild as she points a gun at us.

At me.

“I thought this was just an arrangement,” she cries to Alessandro. “Why her? Why not me?”

I feel Alessandro stiffen beside me. “What are you talking about, Anastacia? There’s never been anything between us.”

But she doesn’t hear him. “She doesn’t deserve you. She doesn’t even love you! Can’t you see that? She’s lying to you when she says she does. But I love you, Alessandro. I’ve always loved you.”

In that moment, everything seems to slow down. I look for our security detail