Page 78 of Attraction (Mobsters + Billionaires 3)
“I won’t have full control,” I say, deciding not to sugarcoat it. “And that is why I’ve waited so long. I need to know someone will stop when I say stop.”
“And you trust me to stop?” he asks, smiling.
“I do.”
“Good. Besides, we’re in Italy. We’ve got all the pasta and wine waiting for us. I can’t think of anything I’d enjoy less than rushing you. I was and still am willing to wait for however long it takes for you to feel comfortable with this. To reiterate, you are in full control, even when I’m leading the way, and we can stop at any time. You cannot disappoint me in this.”
“Oh, I believe I can,” I say, snorting to myself.
He gives me his best mobster glare. “Try again.”
I rub my hand over my face, covering my eyes. “Okay. I can’t disappoint you. Even if I have to stop.”
“Say that again but look me in the eyes,” he commands, gently gripping my throat, forcing my chin up. My cock pulses, loving how dirty-safe this feels.
Breathing heavily, I comply. “I know I cannot disappoint you if I need to stop. At any point. You’ve got me.”
“Thank you,” he says, adjusting his hand to cup my jaw as he leans in for a kiss.
We kiss for a long time, and he lowers his weight onto me, just how I like it. We rock against each other, our breaths quickening, my body doing two things at once. My heart is pounding in my chest like I ran a mile, but my muscles are relaxed, knowing in the deepest part of me that I can trust him.
We’re so hard against each other that I whine and protest when he moves down, kissing my body.
“Patience.”
He tongues my nipples, strokes his fingers up and down my sparse happy trail, then noses my balls and quickly sucks on my cock.
He pushes my legs back and…fuck yes. He tongues my hole, going and going until I fully relax for him.
Using the lube, he carefully inserts his middle finger, pausing about halfway through.
“Too much?”
“No. I needmore.”
He pushes a little deeper, and I close my eyes. Fuck, this feels good. Then he crooks his finger and…oh my.
“Yep, that’s my prostate,” I announce. “Feel free to hang out there for a while.”
His finger begins to move erratically, and the bed shimmies. I look down and find Luca, with his finger in my ass, shaking with laughter. He’s laughing so hard that he leans to the side, resting his head on my knee.
I bite back a laugh, but he catches my crumbling attempt at a glare and loses it all over again.
“Going to add a second finger,” he wheezes. “Make sure to call out any other internal organs I pass along the way.”
I finally break, and we roll away from each other, howling with laughter. This goes on for far too long until he finally crawls over to me, still laughing, and turns me face up.
“Oh God, Luca. You’re so handsome when you laugh,” I say, touching his face.
His laughter finally dies off, and he looks at me with such softness…oh wow. Everything he’s feeling, I can see in the way his eyes shine for me. He takes a deep breath, lowering his body to mine, and we kiss.
God, do we kiss.
Kissing issounderrated.
He pulls up, gaze locked in with mine. “Ti adoro,” he breathes, kissing my eyelashes.
“E ti adoro…also.”
