Page 213 of Valentino

“Such a good girl.”

My chest heaves, my head tips back.

“I like hearing you,” he whispers darkly. “I want to hear you.”

His tongue swipes through me again, do you like hearing women have heart attacks? Because if you keep doing that, it’s a very strong probability.

He spreads me wider with his fingers and nibbles my clitoris with his teeth.

Oh…dear Lord.

It feels too good and I shudder hard.

I quiver and shake and feel him smile into me. “Let go, baby.”

My hands go to his hair, and I pull my fingers through it, as I try to pull him away from my body, and yet at the same time closer to it. He slides a finger deep into me and my body convulses around him.

Oh…now, I remember.

Everything.

My body is already recalibrating, screaming with excitement that the king has returned to the arena to take his place on the throne.

“Ahh,” I whimper. “Val.”

“Fuck,” he murmurs darkly. “That feels so fucking good, Anna.”

My body begins to ride his hand as his teeth graze my clit, and my fucking God…. Where did he learn this deadly combination?

I begin to lose my vision as waves of pleasure roll over me, one after the other.

Calm down.

I feel like a virgin, never before touched.

“Oh God,” I moan as my legs try to close by themselves. He needs to stop that.

This is way too much.

“Open your fucking legs.” He pushes them back down to the mattress. “I need to get in.” He’s muttering to himself and moaning and damn it, he’s as frantic as I am. “So fucking tight Anna, so fucking good.”

I pull him by the hair. “Get up here,” I demand. “Now.”

He climbs over me, his face is wet with my arousal, his whiskers glisten as he kisses me, I taste myself on his tongue as he slides in deep and hard.

Slam.

Taking no prisoners as he claims my body.

“Ahh,” I cry out as I cling to his shoulders, the burn of his size takes my breath away. “Oww, oww, oww,” I whimper. “Val.” I cling to him harder.

“Ssh, ssh, ssh,” he calms me. “It’s okay, relax, babe.” He stays still as he allows my body to soften around his.

Babe.

“Kiss me,” he whispers.

My head is to the side as I try to deal with his size, a huge body inside of mine. I know it’s been a while but damn it…. This smarts.