Page 189 of Inferno

“Huge. Not just big,” I pant out.

“Good girl, take it all.”

Closing my eyes, I feel his palm on my cheek. Then I wrap my arms around his neck once I’m at the base.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he hisses in my ear.

His hands slide down my sides, and he grabs my waist, lifting me up and pushing me down onto him.

“Fuck!” I cry out.

I take over. I can’t get enough of him. He hits that spot that has me gushing all over him.

“I’m so close.”

“Good. Because in a few more thrusts I’m going to fill you up.”

He grits his teeth as he pounds up into me. Nuzzling my face into his neck, I press a kiss there.

I cry out when he holds me in place tight and slams into me.

Biting down on his throat, I let him ruin me.

“That's it. Leave teeth marks on the deepest parts of my soul, heartbreaker.”

I let out a scream as he yanks my head up by my hair; his fingers grip my throat, and he studies me.

Watching me as he fucks me into oblivion.

“Come.”

One word shatters me.

Explosions erupt inside me as I climax, to the point I’m shaking as he fucks me through it.

My name comes out like an animalistic roar from his chest as he spills inside me. Hearing him scream my real name knocks down another wall to my heart.

“Holy fuck.”

I collapse against him, our sweaty skin sticking together. Our erratic breaths mirror each other.

“Feel better?” he whispers in my ear.

I sit up straight, and my eyes trail down his body.

That’s when I see it.

“Is that…” I press my finger over the ink.

“It certainly is, heartbreaker.”

The design I drew him on our “date” in Italy is now etched across his chest.

“It’s beautiful,” I gush, emotions taking over me, leaving me almost speechless.

“I’m a man of my word. I said I’d get it tattooed,” he tells me quietly.

That hits me right in the chest.

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