Page 65 of A Sinful Trap

“This?” Davide played with her breasts, teeth tugging on her ear. He felt so good against her.

“Yes, this.”

“You should take more days off. We could have this all the time. After ten years, you could take a month, at least. See Italy. Paris. There are so many places I’d love to show you. We could see the sights and then spend days in bed, just like this.”

She hummed at the visual. “It sounds great when you say it, especially the days in bed bit, but…” She hesitated. “I couldn’t be away from home for too long.”

Bailey knew the way they’d lived before coming here, so she wasn’t sure if Davide would get what she was saying. “There’s my inn to think about, and my garden, not to mention all the restaurants in this town who rely on my inability to cook to keep their lights on. I’m not sure how they’d all get along without me,” she joked lightly.

The truth was, she would go with them if they asked her. She knew that now. It was already painful to imagine being without them. The thought didn’t scare her the way it had before—that she needed them in her life enough to leave everything she knew behind.

Davide propped up on his elbow and looked down at her, his light brown eyes shifting to amber as she watched. “We will never take you anywhere you don’t want to go, and you’ll never be far from home for long. We both know you belong here, Bailey, and we belong with you. We can’t get along without you either. Not anymore.”

She swallowed, blinking away the sudden moisture in her eyes. “That sounds like a promise.”

“It is.”

The kiss that followed was lazily carnal. Sweetly wicked. She turned her head into it but he held her still, keeping her body facing away from him. He lifted her leg over his hip and started rubbing his cock between her thighs from behind.

“You say we have stamina?” He smiled against her lips as he coated his shaft with her arousal. “How can we let you rest enough to recover when you’re ready for more every time we touch you?”

“I can’t help it,” she said, breathless. “You’re hard men to resist.”

“We are always hard,” he agreed easily, making her laugh.

His skilled hands explored her body as he rocked against her, their kiss becoming more passionate. Impatient. When he thrust inside her from behind, they both groaned at the snug fit. “What are you doing to me?”

“If you have to ask after the last six hours, I’m doing something wrong.”

“I can’t believe I’m not sore. I probably won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

“I’ll carry you. Just don’t make me stop.”

“Stop and I’ll kill you.” Nothing mattered but the feel of Davide inside her, rocking against her. It was more than physical. Each time they came together now she could sense his affection and satisfaction. His yearning and fascination with her. Everything inside her told her she could trust him with her heart. Both of them.

His voice turned playful as his thrusts deepened. “You may not be sore, but you’ve exhausted me.”

“Sure.” She whimpered, pressing back against him. “You’re obviously worn out.”

“I should lie down.” He rolled onto his back, making her cry out in surprise as he took her with him, still inside her.

“Oh God.”

He bent his knees, his feet flat on the mattress, and spread her legs wide with his. “That’s better,” he said lazily. And then he wrapped his arm around her and pumped his hips off the bed.

Ohmygod.“D!”

Lying there against him, her back to his front, she felt untethered and pinned at the same time. He bucked hard and deep beneath her, and she trembled, unable to do anything but take each thrust of his long cock inside her.

“I like this,” he growled. “You at my mercy for a change.”

She turned her head and he sucked on her lip, cupping her breast with his free hand as he fucked her.

“For a change?” she panted. “Are you kidding?”

“You have all the control here. It’s always been your choice. To shut us out or save us. To open your heart or break ours.” He bucked again and she cried out as her clit throbbed for relief. “You feel so good, my Bailey. Want to stay inside you forever.”

For a moment, she wished that were possible. She never wanted this to end. “I don’t want to break your heart.”

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