Page 75 of Hostile Secret
I get this overwhelming feeling that I want to be wherever he is all the time. Day or night. And this connection wasn’t just about sex, or fucking, or claiming––it was bringing us closer together. Figuring out how this unbearable attraction of ours can be tamed.
But it can’t.
The sounds coming out of me aren’t like any noise I’ve ever made before. They’re throaty whimpers and raspy moans. I’m a mess.
Something out of the ordinary happens when he pounds in at a different angle. The tip of his dick sets off an insane tremor that starts in my pussy and rockets straight to my core. My inner walls squeeze around him. This isn’t like the orgasm I had when he’d finger fucked me. It’s more potent and a thousand times more addictive.
“Oh myyyy God.” Tears track my flushed cheeks, and my eyes roll into the back of my head. “What have you done to me?”
He’s panting now, hard and heavy against my cheek, and then he lets out a savage snarl that echoes to the high ceilings. “Fuck… I have to pull out… I’m going to come.”
In a flash, I’m empty and shaking, my intense orgasm finally tailing off in the coldness he’s left me in. I want to throw my arms around his neck and hold him tight, except the wild look in his eyes paralyzes me.
He grits his teeth, gradually removing his dick like the very act pains him. For a moment, I think I’ll cry from the cruel emptiness until he grunts from deep within his chest.
“Knees… get on your fucking knees, my little whore.” His breath catches as if he’s struggling to breathe.
I inhale sharply at his command, my heart racing and my chest heaving as he viciously pumps at his dick. Every cell in my body burns as if liquid fire has spread through me and obliterated my existence, because all I can think of is obeying him. Being his whore––and no one else’s.
Obediently dropping to my knees, I sit before him as warm cum hits my cheeks. Still panting, I keep eye contact, wipe it with my fingertips and lick. This is what he likes. I can tell when his nostrils flare and he sinks his teeth into his bottom lip.
Giovanni hunkers in front of me, his forehead close to mine. The tips of our noses brush, but our lips stay apart. Liquid pools of deadly desire engulf jade irises, as if he’s loving the dirty interaction equally.
He cups my face and claims my mouth in the aftermath of what we just did. That’s all he does for the longest moment. Our tongues joust in the slowest war of seduction and our lips cling.
We’d lost our heads in the moment. Both of us needing to find something in the other. But I’d be foolish to think he wantsme.
I’m shivering when he finally releases me and stands to his six-foot Adonis height. Naked and gloriously confident, he strolls to the reading desk by the narrow window and snatches a box of tissues.
I use the shelves for support and rise, aware of the delicious burn between my thighs.
“Let me,” he mutters when I try to pluck out a tissue. “I’m the only one who gets to clean you up.”
“Possessive much,” I say on a shaky breath, trying so damn hard not to let him see how much this has affected me.
Because it has. I never imagined my first time would mean anything. That the guy I gave my virginity to would have such a hold on me.
I think that’s why I’d flirted with him initially. Although I was attracted to him, I knew he’d be nothing more than a hookup. An insignificant dick to test out.
I imagined my first time would be a huge disappointment, regardless of who it was with. However, lightning struck, and Giovanni had left a mark on me that can never be erased.
He sighs, sweeping up a clump of cum from my cheek. “Where you’re concerned, yeah, I’m possessive.”
“Then we need to talk.”
22
GIOVANNI
I’m in trouble.
I did my best to keep my shit together throughout the day. But I ended up unleashing a drone at one point to spy on her.
While she had played under the blue sky on my deserted beach, the darkest side of my mind craved her.
Watching her semi-naked body wade into the salty sea threw my concentration off and I couldn't settle the compulsion to join her.
Somehow, I managed not to, barely. I have responsibilities and someone else who deserves my time.
