Chapter 23
Lorenzo scoops me up in his arms but doesn’t set me down on my bed. He walks right past it, and we leave the room.
“Where are you taking me, you lunatic?” I ask, laughing.
He presses his lips to the tip of my nose in a little kiss.
“To your new place in this house. Starting tonight, you sleep here with me.”
He pushes his bedroom door open with his foot. I’ve never been in here before. When I first arrived, Yná made it very clear that no one but him was allowed past this door.
The room is much bigger than mine—the bed alone could fit about six people.
He sets me down on the bed and kisses me, his hand sliding along my waist over the nightgown I’m wearing. He smiles and pulls back.
“Look how perfect you look in this bed.”
I look around, amazed, bringing my hand to my mouth.
“Lorenzo, this is insane. Why do you need a room this big?”
He looks around and turns to me.
“So I can make love to you in every corner of it.”
I narrow my eyes at him and crawl to the edge of the bed.
“That woman—” I circle my index finger in the air. “Did she sleep here with you?”
He lifts his shirt, pulling it off slowly, and I let my eyes roam over the sculpted abs on display in front of me.
“Of course not.” He tosses the shirt aside and leans in to kiss me, lowering the strap of my nightgown.
“I don’t believe you.”
He looks at me.
“Can we talk about this later? Right now I need to fuck you.”
“Are you dodging the question?” I purse my lips, turning my back to him.
“No.” He lifts the hem of my nightgown and starts pulling it off. “I’ll answer anything you want later.”
He tosses my nightgown next to his shirt, kisses my legs, and works his way up, leaving a trail of kisses. He runs his tongue along the curve of my ass and gives it a light bite.
Goosebumps rise across my skin. Every moment with Lorenzo is a new sensation. His kisses travel up my spine, reaching my shoulders and neck. I let out a moan.
Lorenzo lowers himself onto me, and I feel his hardness pressing against my ass. He moves, grinding against me while nipping at my neck and whispering.
“Delicious. So fucking hot.”
His hands roam over my body, and I feel one of them sliding down, seeking my pussy. His touch is soft and warm. I spread my legs to give his fingers easier access.
“Mmm, Lorenzo…” I bite my lip, savoring his touch.
He flips me over and kisses me. I grab the back of his neck and kiss him back. He releases me and pulls me to the edge of the bed, positioning me on all fours, then presses his hand against my back, pushing my body down.
He kisses my upturned ass and gives it a slap. I let out a little yelp. He kisses it again and delivers another slap. In one smooth motion, he sheds his pajama pants and stands naked behind me.
He grabs my panties and pulls them aside, brushing his cock against my entrance.
“Ahh, you’re so wet, Lola. So good.”
“Fuck me, Lorenzo. I can’t take it anymore,” I moan.
He rubs his cock against me again and starts to slide inside. The sensation of being filled by him is unlike anything else. I move slowly against his body.
Lorenzo grips my hips hard and thrusts, alternating between fast and slow. He slaps my ass, and I moan.
He pulls almost all the way out and drives back in—it feels incredible. He lifts me up and pulls me to him by the neck, kissing me passionately while thrusting hard into me.
I can’t take it anymore and nearly scream between moans as my body melts in an overwhelming wave of pleasure.
My body trembles as I clench around him. He follows me over the edge with an intense orgasm. Lorenzo thrusts one final time, burying himself deep, and I feel his cock pulsing inside me.
We collapse breathless onto his enormous bed.