Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73506 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73506 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
“It matters,” I say, my voice hoarse with the effort of staying focused.
“You matter.” His stormy eyes narrow on me. “You fucking matter to me. I did what I thought I had to to keep you safe, and I’m not going to lie to you and tell you I wouldn’t do it again.”
I glare at him. Holding my gaze, he bends his tongue and laps at my nipples, first one, then the other.
“Ricco…”
“I’ll keep you safe, Dani. I’ll do what I have to. I won’t play nice when your wellbeing’s at risk. You get that?”
I open my mouth to retort, when he continues.
“And I’m sorry. I should’ve at least told you.”
My argument is immediately short-circuited by his apology.
“Wait, you can’t apologize yet,” I protest with a frown.
“Why not?” he says, lowering his head to suck one of my nipples into his mouth. I release a low moan and squirm on his lap, the heat of his erection pressing against my ass.
“Because I wasn’t done being mad at you. We didn’t even get a good fight in.”
“Girl,” he says. “Go ahead. Tell me off. Let’s see how well you do when I’ve got you over my knee.”
“Wait, I don’t know about—”
He expertly turns me across his lap and pins my legs down with one of his much bigger ones. Before I can respond, his palm cracks across my ass.
“That’s for mouthing off to me in front of my family.” Heat flares across my skin and my breasts tingle. It feels like we haven’t had sex in years, not days, and I want him. Now.
“You deserved it,” I say, still a little miffed about the whole thing.
He spanks me again. “You couldn’t confront me in private?”
“And you could’ve asked my permission!”
Another hard smack.
“We covered that. I apologized.”
I scissor my legs which gets me another few smacks before he spreads my legs and fingers me.
“Ricco,” I say on a moan. “Okay, alright, I was a bad girl.”
“I know how to make you a good girl, baby. Show me that pussy, Dani.”
I spread my legs and relish the feel of his fingers right where I want them, that perfect blend of pressure and friction on my swollen sex.
“Are you going to behave yourself?” he asks, smacking my butt again. His palm is as heavy as a paddle, and I squirm and squeal under the onslaught of smacks.
“I’ll be so good, you have no idea.”
“If you mouth off again, I have other methods of teaching you to watch what you say.”
“Oh yeah?” I ask, squirming against the length of his erection because I can, and it gives me the smallest semblance of control.
“I’ll put something else in your mouth.”
“Dirty, dirty.”
I grin and relish his groans.
“Come here,” he says, lifting me so I straddle him. My legs dangle on either side of him. He holds my chin in his hands and keeps my gaze locked in place.
“Are you going to be a good girl, Daniella?”
“So good,” I say, leaning my head in to flick my tongue against one of his nipples. He groans. I tug his nipple into my mouth and grind against him.
“Fuck,” he groans. “I feel like a goddamn teenager. Was going to get you good and riled up first, but I need to be in you.”
“Good,” I say on a moan. “I need that, too. Fuck me, Ricco.”
He spanks my ass again. “There’s that mouth again. Say please, baby. Be a good girl. Beg me.”
“Fuck me, please,” I say in the politest voice possible. “Please fuck me. I want your cock. I want you in me.”
“Such a good girl,” Ricco murmurs in my ear as he lines up his cock at my entrance. “That’s my good girl.”
The first thrust makes me squirm with pleasure. I lean against the wall of his chest and move with him, our bodies joined in mutual pleasure.
“I missed you,” I whisper, as he builds a rhythm of perfect friction. “I missed you so much.”
“Next time, you come with me,” he whispers in my ear. “I hated being apart from you.”
Another thrust splits me nearly in two, my body aching with pleasure and need.
“Then let’s not do that again.”
I shake my head. “Never again. Actually, let’s just move to Italy.”
He chuckles as he thrusts again, groaning as my pussy hugs his cock. I’m so full, his cock stretching me deliciously, as we move together to chase release.
“Where? When?”
“Rome, Venice, Milan, you name it. Right now. Let’s buy a castle on a beach and not tell anyone where we are. We’ll meet other people when we’re ready. We’ll take the kids, of course.”
He thrusts in me again, and I’m right on the cusp of release.
“Of course.”
“Just don’t leave me again,” I say, as my pleasure peaks. “Because I love you, Ricco.”
He holds me so tightly it’s almost painful. “And I love you, baby. I love you so much, Dani.”