Page 33 of Undeniable

Not a second passes before he dives down and captures my lips with his. The feeling instantly has my stomach doing flips and my heart pounding against my rib cage. His lips move expertly against mine, wasting no time in deepening the kiss before his tongue delves into my mouth.

He pulls away as his lips trail urgent kisses along my jaw and down my neck.

“Gio,” I sigh airily.

A low growl emanates from his chest before his hands reach down and grab the backs of my thighs, lifting me up until I am sitting on top of the island. He buries his hands into my hair and pulls me into him once more, picking up right where he left off.

Everything he does is smooth, skilled and passionate. I inch my legs apart ever so slightly, and he seems to understand the message as he steps in between them and pushes his hardened length against me. My legs hook around his torso, desperate for the friction.

My hands begin to wander down his chest and to the top of his slacks. I grab ahold of the bottom button of his shirt and begin quickly working my way up. Gio starts at the top until we meet in the middle and he shrugs off his shirt. I break our kiss and lean back for a moment to see him and holy hell, what a sight it is.

My earlier assumption that he kept in shape has just been completely obliterated. He is totally shredded. The Adonis of a man title seems to be more and more fitting now. My hands skim across his built pecs and skate down to his rippled abs. He lets out what sounds like a pained groan before he pushes me down onto my back.

I gasp in surprise but before I can make any sort of protest, he rips my jeans open, sending the button flying across the room as he peels them off my legs.

“Gio,” I moan half in outrage that he just ruined a perfectly good pair of pants and half out of pleasure at how fucking hot that was. I will be replaying that in my mind for years to come, no doubt about it.

“Mmm, I love the sound of my name on these lips,” he says as he brushes his thumb along the seam of my mouth.

My tongue quickly darts out and gently brushes across his thumb. His eyes watch closely as he groans before he reaches down and rips my panties in two. What is with this man destroying my clothes? I watch as his hands work his belt quickly before he pushes his pants down, his length springing to attention. His large hand wraps around it and he strokes once before he looks up at me.

“This is going to be quick, but don’t worry. I am only getting started with you.”

Before I can say anything, he drives into me with one thrust. My mouth opens wide as I gasp, half in pain and half in pleasure. He is almost too big and just like in the elevator, it takes me a bit to get adjusted enough for him to be able to move.

His hips deftly work in rhythm with mine as he begins to rub the perfect spot inside of me. I let out gasping moans, attempting to catch my breath but there just doesn’t seem to be any time for that. Every movement feels like I am on the brink of shattering into a million pieces.

“Fuck. You have no idea how many times I have thought about this,” he groans as his lips trail kisses down my neck to my chest.

I let out another moan as he does some amazing twist maneuver with his hips before he continues driving into me. “Oh yes, I do.”

“Fuck. You are like a drug,” he grunts as he mercilessly thrusts, his fingers digging into my hips.

My legs begin to tremble and just when I think that there is no way I could ever possibly feel better than right now, he reaches down and rubs tight circles across my clit that has me catapulting over the edge.

I have to cover my mouth as I begin to scream my release. Not a half of a second later Gio is muttering broken Italian as his body quakes and he empties himself inside of me.

A few silent moments pass until I am able to finally catch my breath. Gio leans up before he takes a step back and cups my face gently.

“Are you okay?” He asks affectionately.

I huff out a small laugh. “Okay doesn’t even begin to explain it.”

He smirks and nods before kissing the tip of my nose and grabs a towel from the side as he begins to clean me. After a few seconds he speaks again.

“So, this is probably a little late, but we weren’t really talking before, are you on birth control?”

“What would you say if I said no?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.

“I would say, ‘fuck’,” he laughs nervously which makes me chuckle.

“Well lucky for you, yes I am. But the real question is are you clean?”

He nods. “I got tested recently and I haven’t been with anyone in a while to be honest.”

“I am clean too.”

Gio gives me a soft smile before he grips my hips gently as he lowers me down to my feet. We stand there awkwardly for a few seconds before I speak my mind.

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