Page 306 of Kissing the Villain

She reached between us and fisted my cock. “Fuck me, Luca. I need you inside me.”

I smirked. “Patience, my queen.”

“Don’t make me beg, Luca.”

“I love it when you beg me to come.”

I complied with her request and moved between her spread thighs. I slipped my tongue between her wet folds, licking her straight down the center. In and out, my tongue moved deeper and deeper. Impatient and desperate for more of my tongue, she gripped my hair.

My girl massaged her nipples and watched me lick and suck every inch of her, stealing several moans from her pretty lips. Her eyes never left mine. She tightened her grip on my hair and screamed my name, her other hand falling to the mattress. I reached up and grabbed her breast. Her tits were big before her pregnancy, but now she was twice the size.

After she came again on my tongue, I held her legs until her body stopped shaking. She raised her hand and beckoned me with her index finger. I climbed up her body and took her in onequick thrust. Her lips collided with mine, her tongue sweeping into my mouth.

“Fuck, baby,” I groaned between kisses. “You’re such a good wife.”

On our lastday in Italy, we drove through the coastal town of Calabria with the convertible top down. The wind whipped through Alex’s blonde curls as we rode through the mountains. She looked more beautiful than ever, wearing a pale blue strapless dress that inched up her tanned thighs. A smile stretched across her beautiful lips.

I raised her left hand from the center console and kissed her skin.

Alex glanced over at me. “Are we going to the beach?”

“Not this one.”

“What’s wrong with this one?”

“Nothing. We’ll have more privacy where we’re going.”

She smiled. “I want to make love on the beach.”

“Whatever you say, boss lady.”

Alex chuckled.

“We’ll be there soon. My parents took me to this beach when I was a kid.”

“I could see your mom sketching on the beach. Marcello took me to her favorite place in Devil’s Creek to see the sunset.”

“Oh, yeah? When did he do that?”

“When I first moved back to Devil’s Creek, you were acting like an asshole.”

I gripped the steering wheel, taking the turn slowly. “Maybe you’ll come up with your next Devil painting while we’re here.”

“I hope so.” She sighed. “I have another exhibition in two months, and I’m five paintings short.”

“Use me all you want,” I said with a taunting smile. “I love being your muse.”

She slid her hand to my thigh and squeezed. “The Devil I Love.”

Because of Alex, I no longer feared love. Knowing she would take care of it, I placed my heart in her hand.

When we arrived at our destination, I led Alex to the beach, carrying a basket full of food.

Caminia had a smaller, less developed beach than those in Calabria, but I liked this one best. Hidden by rocky cliffs, we had complete privacy from the outside world. I set the basket down and removed the blanket, laying it out for Alex to sit.

“Wow, this is incredible.” Alex lifted the sunglasses from the bridge of her nose and looked out at the blue-green water. “I can’t believe no one is here.”

“I told you we’d have privacy.”

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