Page 69 of A Bond Beyond Blood
I nodded, licking my lips.
Vinny’s dark eyes lifted to meet mine.“How are you feeling?”
“Good.”I paused, shrugging one shoulder as I decided to tell the truth.“Restless.”
His eyes tightened at the corners as they flicked back and forth between mine, nostrils flaring as he breathed me in, then he smiled devilishly when he caught a hint of the desire blooming in my core.
“Don’t do that,” I whispered, feigning annoyance.
“Don’t want me quite soloudlythen, little Fiorino.”He tugged the belt of my robe loose until he could pull it open and reveal my nakedness beneath, resting his palms on my hips.“Now, hold still and let me look at you.”
I sucked in a breath as his gaze skated down my body slowly, the whites of his eyes turning crimson as he took me in.He ran his fingertips over the bruising on my side, frowning when the skin jumped beneath his touch.“You should be in bed.”
“I’m bored.”
He lifted one brow.“You’ll be getting back into bed after breakfast.”
I rolled my eyes and he pinched my hip, drawing a yelp from my lips, but before I could argue, his lips brushed against my bruised side, then his tongue darted out, leaving the briefest tease of wetness on my skin, before he lowered into a crouch to assess the bruising down my right thigh and the spattering of bruises that covered the landscape of my left shin.
He kissed up my leg and I whimpered as need burned hot in my belly, creating a throb between my legs that I refused to ignore.A week without his touch was long enough.Especially when he’d beentouchingme the whole damn time—just not the way I wanted,needed.
His patience had been maddening.
He kissed my right hip, then my left, then dropped to drag his nose through the patch of tight curls at the apex of my thighs, inhaling deeply and sending a shiver of lust through my veins so powerful it made my back curl.
“Vinny,” I whined.“Please.I need you.”
Smirking like the devil he was, Vinny eased me backwards until I settled into a seat at the breakfast bar, then he grabbed the plate and set it in front of me.
“Youneedto eat.”
I groaned in frustration.
“Aren’t you hungry?”he asked, voice thick with desire that mirrored my own—though only one of us had lost all the whites in their eyes to crimson lust.
I swallowed hard, nodding at the same moment my stomach rumbled loudly.
“I’m hungry too.”He growled as he dropped to his knees and pushed my knees apart, then he buried his face between my thighs.
When his mouth closed over my pussy, I jerked as his tongue flicked forcefully across my clit, arching into him as his hands fisted into the curves of my ass.I gripped his shoulders, holding on as he dragged his tongue through my folds, licking me with slow, firm strokes.
I dropped my head back and moaned as he licked me, but then he stopped and I looked down at him.
“If you eat, I’ll eat.If you stop eating, I’ll...”He raised his eyebrows and my eyes widened.
“You’re a monster,” I whispered.
He winked.“So I’ve been told.”Then he nodded toward my plate on the counter, waiting.
With a grumble, I grabbed a piece of bacon and shoved the whole thing into my mouth, moaning at the burst of flavor on my tongue.“Oh, fuck, that’s good.”
Vinny’s eyes flared red.“Christ, Jacqueline, your fucking mouth.”He dove back between my legs with a hungry growl, ravishing me with strokes of his tongue that sent shockwaves through my core.I bucked against his face, jerking as I chased each hungry drive of his tongue, each firm press of his lips.His gaze found mine and I reached for another piece of bacon, shoving it into my mouth and earning a delicious wink from the man currently stationed between my thighs.
He pulled back, leaving a layer of nips and kisses down the inside of first one thigh, then the next, then he spread me open with his fingers and pressed both thumbs inside, massaging the inner walls, staring up at me as he sucked my clit between his lips and tugged gently.
I shivered at the heat and hunger in his gaze, the sensations of his mouth, his hands on me.
I shoved my hands into his raven hair and dug my fingertips into his scalp, pressing myself harder against his face, demanding the release I craved.
