Page 68 of Seeking Vengeance

She scours my skull with her nails, but I don’t stop the suction on her nipple. I ride out her orgasm, her pleasure filling my ears, sinking into my memories.

It takes all my restraint not to follow after her, not to spill my seed and make her mine. I wait her out, tensing every goddamn muscle until she’s done riding the high.

“Good?” I ask.

“So good.” She wraps her arms around my shoulders, nestling close. Chest to chest. Skin to skin. “I’ve never come so quick,” she whispers in my ear. “Not even by myself.”

Fuck.

The image of her touching herself is punishment of the most exquisite kind. Cruel and divine in one carnal visual.

“Lay down,” I grate. “I want to see you stretched out before me.”

She pauses a moment, then pulls away with a shy grin to rest against the marble, her hair splayed, her nipples hard.

I continue riding her, forcing myself not to blow as those tits bounce from my thrusts. “Potrei guardarti tutto il giorno.”I could look at you all day.

It’s no lie.

I could keep her like this forever. My masterpiece.

She groans, her hands reaching above her head for the other side of the counter.

I run a palm from her hip over the smooth planes of her waist, then between her breasts, learning all her curves. Committing them to memory. My other hand glides along her abdomen, my thumb finding her clit.

“Come sei bagnata.” I groan. “So fucking wet…”

She gasps. Moans. Squeezes her core around me. “For the love of God…” She groans. “Stop talking.”

“Non ti lascerò mai andare.” I tweak a nipple, grazing a thumb over the pebbled peak as I place pressure on her clit. “Vieni di nuovo per me. Come for me again.”

She shakes her head, her brows pinched as if in concern.

“You okay?” I slow even though it’s torture, even though heaven is right there waiting to be conquered. “Talk to me.”

“Nothing’s wrong. I just…” She keeps shaking her head. “I’ve never come twice… and I’m… I can’t believe I’m so close.”

I despise her fucking husband, and whoever else she’s slept with. But those assholes did me a favor. They made it easy for me to win her over. She’ll never dare to walk away when I continue to treat her like a queen.

“Then come,amore mio. Let me watch you.”

She blinks, dazed with lust. “I’m not used to being watched either.”

“Well, get used to it. I’m going to witness you doing some filthy fucking things, Layla. And you’ll enjoy every minute of it.”

“Is that a promise?”

“It’s a vow.” I lean forward, replacing the hand at her breast with my lips. “Soon you won’t recognize yourself.”

“I already don’t.” There’s a tremor in her voice as her fingers reclaim my hair. “You’ve changed me.”

“You’ve changed me, too.” I thrust harder, stoking us higher. The harder I suck her nipple, the more frantic her pace builds beneath me, the roll of her hips becoming fearless.

I groan against the flesh in my mouth and close my eyes to the bliss.

I’m beyond ready. A brief step from the finish line.

“Matthew…” Her breathing fluctuates, her chest rising and falling beneath me.

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