Page 81 of Attraction (Mobsters + Billionaires 3)
“I’m clearly going to have to learn more about this toy obsession of yours.”
“What do you mean? You’re my new toy now.” He sends me an over-the-top wink, a salacious grin spreading across his face.
“Oh really?” I toss him back against the pillows, thrusting against him. “I’m your toy?”
He pinches my nipple, pulling on it. “Yep.”
Fuck, that feels so good, and I can’t tell if it’s the act or the playfulness. Probably both.
“Okay then. Your wish is my command.”
I quickly suit up and slick myself before slipping two fingers inside him. I scissor my fingers, enjoying his achy, satisfied moan, then situate my cock at his entrance.
“This okay?”
He nods. “More than. Maybe go a little easy though.”
I do as he asks, slowly letting his body envelop me, and fuck if it isn’t the best feeling in the world.
“You’re taking me so well, baby.”
“It’s like you were made for me, Luca. I’m so glad I get to do this with you,” he says, the tips of his ears turning red.
I don’t have words for the depth of emotions overtaking me, so I go quiet, taking in every detail of his face, the flush of his chest, the way his dark hair fans out on the white sheets.
He wakes up more as we go along, circling me with his long legs, pushing me deeper.
“Harder,” he begs, arching up into me.
I’m still wary. Yes, he’s fucked toys, but partnered sex is different.
“Stop holding back,” he demands, taking me out of my reverie.
“Youreallywant that?” I ask, raising my brow at him.
He bites his lower lip, thrusting upward as he tightens his legs around my ass. I speed up the power and depth of my thrusts in kind, and pleasure flashes across his face.
“Yes. Ye—oh.Fuck, this is everything.”
He arches and whines, then pulls me down for a kiss, whispering, “Can you fuck me harder if it’s from behind?”
My eyes widen. “You want harder than this?”
“Yes. Please. I need you to pound me into the fucking mattress.”
My jaw unhinges, once again floored by a new side of Ford.
“I know, I know,” he gasps. “It always sounded awful to me, but I trust you, and I’m crazy about you, and right now, it soundsamazing.”
Of all the things he’s said and done,I trust youis the sexiest of them all.
“I can get better leverage if I’m standing. Maybe bend you over the bed, and—”
“Yes.”
He hisses as I pull out of him but scrambles to the side of the bed and bends over, shoving his ass up in the air like he knows exactly what he wants. My inner mobster fucking pounds his chest, and my only vocabulary right now ishim, hole, fill.
Growling under my breath, I take a wide stance behind him and grab his hips. “You sure about this?” I ask, blanketing his back.
