Page 108 of Driftwood Daffodil 2

I needed more. More of his taste. More of his anger. More of the wrongness to fill my empty soul. Except it wasn’t wrong. It felt right. Like the void left in our heart could be filled with the other.

Then Kato’s face flashed through my mind.

Suddenly Gio’s solid body wasn’t heavy, it was suffocating. His woodsy scent and heat were an overwhelming force I needed to escape.

I tore my mouth away and smacked my palm across his cheek. “Get off me.”

If Gio was phased by my reaction he didn’t show it. He didn’t move either. He stayed where he was, hoovering over me and not saying a word.

“I said get off me.” I hissed.

Still, he didn’t respond. Gio just tipped his head and pulled his blazing stare down my neck to my heaving chest. The way he was looking at me made me wonder if he could see my heart beating, because that pulse was all I could hear. It was a frantic whoosh whoosh whoosh that echoed through my mind like a war drum.

His finger trickled down my neck to the swell of my breasts, amping up the wild pulse in my chest.

“Gio…”

“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve imagined fucking you in this dress?”

He did what? “You’re crazy.”

First off this dress was horrible, and second, we were not doing that. No matter how much a part of me wanted to go for it. There was no way in hell.

“All I wanted to do today was bend you over the counter and fuck you in front of everybody.”

Okay, this was getting a little too detailed. It was time to lighten the mood.

“Oh, so you’re an exhibitionist now.”

I meant that as a joke, but it wasn’t taken as one.

“Only when it comes to you.”

Gio shifted and shoved his hand under my dress. I quickly tried to clamp my thighs shut, but my legs were too entwined in his. There was nothing I could do to stop him from cupping my mound.

“I want the world to know you’re mine.” He pressed down on my clit with the heel of his hand, making me gasp back a groan. “Every man who’s ever looked at you will watch you come apart in my hands.”

I bet my lips as his hand ground against me.

“I’ll fuck every hole you have while they watch. And then…”

He slipped his hand under my panties and rolled my clit. It felt way too good. I couldn’t stop the moan from coming out as my back arched off the floor.

“When this hot little cunt is full of my come…” he pinched my clit while another finger circled my entrance. “I’ll rip their fucking eyes out so they can never look at you again.”

It was not fair how well he could play my body. It was my body!

“God, I hate you.”

“I think you like me just fine. You’re sopping wet.”

Pfft, what did that prove? “My vagina does not speak for me.”

“You sure about that?” He pushed the tip of his finger in, causing me to wince at the stretch that spread across my delicate flesh. “You pussy is begging to be used,Gattina, and I’m inclined to give it what it wants.”

His finger felt thick enough. There was no way I could handle his dick. Unfortunately, I didn’t think that would be a valid reason as far as Gio was concerned. So I said the only thing I could think of.

“We can’t. We’re not in the back of a cheap car, nor are we in a bar parking lot.”

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