Page 71 of Whispers in the Dark
“Mauro, please,” she begs so sweetly.
I pull back, admiring the slight blush spreading over her skin as she pants uncontrollably. My fingers drag along her hips, pulling on the strings until the knots come undone.
Skimming the pads of my fingers across her thighs, I reach the flimsy piece of fabric and pull it down.
I groan in appreciation at the sight of Alina bare before me.
Ready for me to worship.
My eyes travel over every glorious inch of her body as I press the palms of my hands together in front of me and then move them outward in opposite directions.Spread.
It takes her a few seconds, but eventually she does as she’s told, widening her legs to reveal her pretty wet pussy.
Goddammit, she’s perfect.
She bites down on her bottom lip, and I see the nerves floating across her eyes.
Stepping back, I lower my body into the water and lean down, keeping my eyes connected with hers, when I stick out my tongue and lick all the way from her entrance to her clit. Her taste… Her sweet, mouthwatering taste is an aphrodisiac in my mouth, sending a bolt of desire to my cock.
She whimpers softly as a tremble rushes over her body.
And with a need unlike anything I’ve ever felt before, I plunge my face between her legs, licking her most sensitive area. Sheclutches onto me, one hand on my shoulder, the other in my hair, as I devour her whole.
I keep one hand on her hip, my fingers curved around her thigh as I hold her in place. The other snakes between her legs, my fingers sliding through her wetness. I twirl a finger above her opening, teasing her with a slight pressure. She pushes herself forward, seeking more, and I thrust my finger knuckle deep inside her. Her head falls back, her long brown strands blowing in the wind, making her appear like a goddess getting worshipped by the sea.
I work my finger in and out while my tongue continues thrashing against her bundle of nerves. “More,” she pants, her thighs beginning to tighten around my head. “Please. I’m so close.”
A second finger is added, applying more pressure as I go deeper and harder. She screams out, her body practically convulsing around me as the pleasure builds within her.
“I’m… Yes, right there… Don’t stop… Right… Right…” Her thighs quiver, her back arching as the orgasm crashes through her. “Mauro!” she shouts like a beautiful melody I’ll never tire of hearing as she clutches onto me with shaking arms.
I watch her unravel in my hold.
I admire the way her body just responded to me. How it did as I commanded, without me having to speak a single word.
Because in this moment, words aren’t needed.
Not when I can see, feel, and hear everything that signals to me what she needs and how.
I brush back her loose strands, completely enamored by her.
She was fucking made for me.
Standing to my full height, I grip her chin, giving her a moment to open her hooded eyes. She smiles softly, biting down on her bottom lip. “Now what?”
I grin.Now, I think right before lifting her in my arms and throwing her over my shoulder,I make you mine.
Chapter seventeen
Alina
Mauro tosses me onto the bed with ease, my body bouncing against the cloud-like mattress. Every cell in my body ignites with heat as he stands at the end, his eyes growing hungrier by the second while scanning me from head to toe.
This is it. We’re actually going to do this.
I shift nervously, my chest panting, feeling like prey that just got caught by the predator. There’s a part of me that believes I should feel self-conscious as I lie here on full display for him, but that part is overtaken by the excitement currently coursing through my veins at the prospect of being claimed by him. A steady pounding thrums between my legs, and I squeeze them together, trying but failing to ease the sensation within me running rampant.
With his eyes on me, his thumbs tuck into the waistband of his underwear, and he pulls them down, revealing…
