As if he governed time, he slowly circled around to face her. His attention dropped to her chest, her tits, then back into her eyes. Desire poured from them and she trembled with anticipation. Never before had she felt this kind of raw power. He removed her belt, the jumpsuit dropped to the floor. He stepped back, his ravenous gaze devouring her with an intensity that left her breathless.
His eyes turned black as coal. But it was the groan that ripped from his soul that made her knees weak.
She slipped off her sandals while he draped her outfit over a chair. With a grace that held her complete attention, he removed his sport coat and unbuttoned his shirt enough to tug it over his head in one smooth move. The desire to touch him had her moving close, but she didn’t kiss him. She wanted him to kiss her.
With her attention pinned on him, she unbuckled and loosened his pants. Before they dropped, he pulled out a packet of condoms, tossed it on the bed. His pants hit the floor, his rock-hard erection rivaling the hard slab of his abdomen.
All man. All muscle. All hers.
Her pulse clamored in her ears, her pussy swollen with anticipation.
“I need you inside me,” she murmured.
“Not until I make you come with my mouth,Simone.”
She loved the way he said her name, the way his wicked-hot mouth formed the word,Seemone. Never before had it sounded so exotic. Never before had she needed a man to utter it over and over, again and again.
If he was evil, she was being romanced by the devil himself.
And she was all-in.
Flinging back the comforter and sheet, she crawled in and laid on her back. She was done waiting. It was time and she was ready.
“I love the way you taste,” he murmured as he stalked over to her, then placed a pillow under her head. “Watch me ravage you.”
“Ohmygod,” she bleated.
How could one man undo her so easily? Was it his power? His wealth? His looks? Was it that he was the most secretive man she’d ever met?
Whatever the answer, she was mesmerized by his every move.
Planking over her, he stared into her eyes. His mouth found hers and she groaned into him while her arms and legs wrapped him like a blanket. The kiss was wild and intense. Their tongues pulsed against each other while she raked her fingernails down his back. Their sounds reminded her of animals in the wild, the rawness of their embrace making her squirm and undulate beneath him.
He broke the kiss, his breath now coming faster, his eyes wild with need. He found her nipple, sucked it hard while pinching and teasing the other. Mini explosions of euphoria shot through her. But, when his slipped two fingers inside her, she rose off the bed, crying out from the pleasure.
“Luciano, oh, fuck, yessssss.”
“You’re soaked for me, Simone.”
In and out her finger-fucked her, teasing her, taking her to the edge, but not over. Her senses were on fire, every part of her coiled for a release.
“If this is my punishment for spying on you, I accept.”
He stopped. “Are you ready?”
His voice was deep, dark, even a little scary. To her, however, it was filled with so much promise. So much desire.
“Yes,” she gasped. “I’m dying for you.”
He put his gloriously handsome face between her legs and breathed deep. “So good.” Then, he licked her opening, ran his tongue over her clit.
Shocks of pleasure charged through her. She sank her fingers into his thick, luscious hair while he massaged her pearl with his talented tongue. An assault of the absolute best kind. When he slipped three fingers inside her, she roared with pleasure.
“Harder, more, faster,” she cried out. “Give me everything.”
But he did just the opposite. He slowed down his licking, slowed his fingers too.
“You’re killing me,” she protested, her body shaking with anticipation.