Page 43 of Savage Claim

I bobbed my head, taking him as deeply as I could manage, and he let out a guttural sound when the head of his cock touched that spot in my throat that made my throat convulse. “Easy,” he murmured, panting. “Don’t choke yourself.”

I wasn’t choking. It was more that I was smothering myself every time I tried to swallow him down, and it made my lower tummy go tight. I worked him up and up with my tongue, and when I couldn’t get any more of him in my mouth, I wrapped my hand around the rest of him.

Finally, with a grunt, Lorenzo pulled back. “Turn around,” he demanded. “Now.”

Feeling wobbly, I turned and dropped forward so that I was on my hands and knees. Lorenzo pulled down my pants so that they were around my knees. I couldn’t widen my stance, so when Lorenzo pressed the head of his cock to my pussy, it felt even larger than it already was.

He slid his cock against me, bumping my entrance, and even with all of the sounds outside, I could hear the slick sounds that he was making. “Fucking dripping,” he said in my ear. “Look at the house,dolcezza. Show anybody who’s watching how much you like when I fuck you.”

I didn’t want to like this, but I moaned and raised my head to look at the back of the house just as he sank inside me. For as wet and ready as I was, it still stung as he stretched my inner walls. That little spark of pain faded into the most pleasurable warmth. “Lorenzo,” I groaned, scrabbling at the ground, digging my fingers into the grass.

“You like me taking you like this,” he panted as he drove himself inside of me. His rhythm was heavy and steady, but I noticedthat he wasn’t going all out. Even in this moment, he was being careful. “Say it.”

I whined. “I like it.” It wasn’t a lie. Lorenzo reached around so that he could circle my clit with his fingers. “Oh,God, I like it.”

“Do you want to come?”

I nodded, trying to push back against him and meet his thrusts. “Yesyesyesyes,” I begged, spiraling so near to that dizzying edge.

“Are you going to keep being a brat?”

I chuckled; I couldn’t help it. “Probably.” His fingers disappeared, and my clit throbbed from the sudden lack of touch. I hiccupped out a sob. “Sorry,” I cried. “I’m sorry, please.”

Lorenzo brought his hand down against my ass with a sharpcrack!“You have fifteen seconds to come,dolcezza,” he said, hips jerking against me faster now. “Or I’ll leave you just like this. Count it for me.”

“One…two…three…four…five…” I panted, and he spanked me again. “Six…please...”

“Count,” he barked.

“…Sev—” All of the tension in my belly went slack, and pleasure roared through me, and I came with a cry.

Lorenzo swore as he hit his own end, spilling inside me. “Good girl,” he murmured, petting at my hip. “So good for me,dolcezza.”

There was a ringing in my ears, and it took everything in me not to flop onto the ground. All of the tension that I had been holding onto for days melted away, and I relaxed into thefloaty feeling in my mind. I glanced over my shoulder and met Lorenzo’s eyes. “I need a nap.”

He smiled. “Of course.”

CHAPTER 27

Lorenzo

Iwas just about to check on Isabella when my cell phone rang. “Vitali.”

“Boss.” It was Renaldo. “We’ve got a problem.”

Of course, we fucking did. When didn’t we have a problem? “What’s going on?”

“There was a shooting,” Renaldo said. “A man came into the club and started firing at the bar staff. He caught Renata in the shoulder, and I had one of the barbacks take her to the hospital. They’ll say she was mugged.”

“The shooter?”

“Dead.”

“Any intel on him?”

“He was speaking Russian, but I didn’t give him much of a chance.”Fuck, I was going to kill Nikolai. If he betrayed me, I wouldn’t stop until I had burned the entire Russian Syndicate to ashes.

“Understood,” I said. “I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

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