Page 146 of Savage Enemy

“Not like that, Angel. I don’t want you to hurt.”

I took her hand, helped her off the bed, and led her back to the chair, where I sat and took her onto my lap.

“Be my good girl and show me how much you missed me.”

I kept my hands on the outside of her thighs, where the bruises weren’t as dark. I guided her down as she took my entire shaft in one smooth but slow motion.

Fuck, she was so wet, so tight, so fucking hot.

Seated on my cock, she made slow circles with her hips.

“Like this?” she asked.

“God, yes.”

Panting, I pushed my fingers into her hair and pulled her lips down on mine. She apologized for her deceit and made promises with a long passionate kiss.

And I let her.

She owed me more, but that kiss would do for now.

Caught up in her, in the sensation of our connected bodies, I moved my hands to her hips and supported her weight as she rode me up and down. I slipped my thumb between us to put pressure on her clit.

“Oh god,” she cried. “That’s literally so good.”

She grabbed the back of the chair to hold on.

Her inner walls contracted around my cock.

Not another goddamn thing better existed than when her tight little cunt gripped me and begged me to come.

“Just like that, Angel. Don’t stop. Take all of me.”

She threw her head back, so I latched on to her nipple, sucking and biting as she cried out my name and came in a hot wave of pleasure.

“Stefano, yes, oh god, yessss.”

I followed with a roar of satisfaction and kept her moving up and down on me, supporting her weight, guiding her through her orgasm while prolonging mine.

Finally wrung out, we clung to each other, working to slow our heartbeats and catch our breath.

As carefully as I could, I lifted her and moved to the bed. I tucked her into a fluffy white comforter and kissed her forehead before going to the lavatory to clean up.

Before climbing in to hold her, I sent Tony a message to let him know we were on the way home.

Then I wrapped my arms around Val’s delicate body, careful not to put pressure on her ribs. Having her in my arms was all I could ask for and more than I deserved.

We slept for a little more than an hour, until the plane hit turbulence.

The pilot came on the intercom indicating we shouldn’t worry, but it did make sleeping difficult.

Val bit into her bottom lip.

“Is this where we start talking about all the things?”

After a long, thoughtful moment, I decided against it.

“No. We need to sleep, eat a proper meal, and hug our son before we talk about everything that’s happened, but there is something I want to tell you while we’re alone.”

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