Page 109 of Ruthless Sin

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She tastes like heat and weeks of this.

“Fuck,tesoro. You’re already soaked for me.”

She makes a sound.

I lick her slow. The way I’ve learned she likes it. Flat tongue. Dragging up.

Weeks of this. All of it while she didn’t know.

She arches.

I slide two fingers inside her while my mouth stays on her clit.

Her body clenches around my fingers. She’s wet to the second knuckle.

“That’s it,” I say against her. “Just like that.”

She comes on my tongue with her hand fisted in my hair and her thighs shaking.

I don’t stop until she pulls at my hair.

Then I move up her body.

Kiss her so she can taste herself on my mouth.

She rolls on top of me.

It’s what she wants. I let her have it.

She straddles my hips. Reaches between us. Wraps her hand around my cock.

I groan.

“Christ, Mila.”

She strokes me once. Twice.

Then she lifts up on her knees and lowers herself onto me.

Slow.

I look at her face.

Her mouth opens. Her eyes close.

“Niccolò.”

She’s all the way down.

Her voice when she says it. Christ.

I’m all the way inside her.

I grip her hips.

“Move,bella.”

She does.

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