Page 103 of Contempt

That same dark, husky chuckle.

She could come from that sound alone, surely.

“Come, and then get me ready with your mouth so I can fuck you,” he demanded.

Yep.

Damn.

That did it. Just his rough voice filled with the promise of sex, like his words, and the smell of him in leather. It was all the same to Lucia. It all spoke of man, sex, and love to her. Could someone bottle that scent for her?

She needed it.

Lucia came hard, but Renzo was quick to cover her mouth with his other hand to keep her noises muffled just enough. His laugh came off entirely too sexy. The way his gaze locked on hers made her feel crazy.

“You gonna get a taste of me on your mouth, baby?” he asked.

Lucia nodded, and he uncovered her mouth. She was fast to drop to her knees, then. He was already working his pants open, and shoving them down a little. His cock—already hard, and pulsing in her palms—came free from the confines of his boxer-briefs easily enough, and all she could think about was getting him in her mouth. The silkiness of his cock against the roughness of her tongue; the taste of his precum as he watched her swallow him whole … she wanted all of it.

“Lucia …”

She peeked up at him.

Renzo arched a brow. “Love you, huh?”

She smiled. “More than you know.”

There was nothing quite like the sound Renzo made when she first took him into her mouth. It was guttural, and raw. Like he was aching from the inside out just from the feeling of her lips wrapping around his dick. She could get lost in the way he sounded out his pleasure as she sucked him off. It was beautiful.

“I thought you wanted fast,” he said through clenched teeth.

Christ.

She loved the way he looked like this. With her on her knees, his cock in her mouth … he looked like he was losing control in the best way. He was always steady—she made him unsteady. Nothing turned her on more.

“Because this is going to end way differently if you keep that up,” he warned.

He didn’t let her keep it up, either. He was quick to pull her off his cock, and make her stand. Those strong arms of his wrapped around her waist, his hands palmed her ass, and she found herself backed against the wall. Her hands worked between their bodies to get her panties pushed aside, and his cock where she wanted it to be.

Her back hit the wall hard at the same time he thrust in. Those fingers dug into her ass as his cock stretched her open in the best way. She barely got her legs hooked around his waist, and found support by holding onto his shoulders, before he was pulling out and then slamming right back inside of her again.

She swore his cock hit every nerve she had.

And her fucking G-spot, too.

“Oh, God, yeah,” she breathed.

Renzo leaned in close, his lips grazing hers as he spoke. “You want that cock, baby?”

“Yeah, give it to me, fuck.”

He did.

Hard.

And fast.

So deep.