Chapter 27 #2
I grab the device out of her hand and start to read the scene out loud.
“Nicolas kicks my legs wide apart with one of his, while his hand slips over my flaming buttcheek and between my legs. ‘Fuck, moró. ’ Hearing him call me babe in Greek has a needy whimper slipping over my lips. ‘So wet for me,’ he groans.”
“Noooo!” Haven shrieks while jumping up and leaning over the back of the couch to try to get the Kindle out of my hand.
“Wait, it’s getting interesting,” I say with a chuckle while holding her back with my left arm.
I drop my voice lower as I continue to read, “Clinging to the remnants of my pride while his fingers stroke around my entrance, causing more desire to flood my body, I whisper, ‘I still hate you.’” I let out a burst of laughter, then growl, “‘You can hate me all you want, moró. ’ I hear his belt unbuckle, and my abdomen clenches with anticipation. ‘It won’t save you from being fucked raw.’”
I glance at Haven with a raised eyebrow. With her face flushed and her lips parted, she looks turned on.”
Wrapping my arm around her, I lift her over the back of the couch and pin her to my chest. My voice grows seductive as I continue to read, “I hardly get to relish the feel of his hardness pressing against my opening when he roughly surges inside me. He stretches me until it’s painful.
Then, with a desperate grunt, he pulls out, and entering me harder and even deeper than before, I realize he’s too big for me. ”
I move my hand down to Haven’s ass and grip her tightly while leaning down to brush my lips over her jaw. “Do you want me to fuck you raw, principessa ? Should I take you roughly and stretch your pussy until it hurts?”
“God, yes.” She looks completely dazed as her hand rubs up and down my chest, then her arms quickly circle my neck, and her mouth slams into mine.
My tongue sweeps into her mouth with possessive strokes, and I kiss the fuck out of my wife.
I drop the device on the couch, then grabbing hold of her ass, I lift her up against my body. When Haven locks her legs around me, I break the kiss so I can see where I’m walking.
Her hot mouth latches onto the side of my neck, and she sucks and licks as I try to focus on taking the stairs to the second floor.
I don’t even make it to the guest bedroom before I’m pressing her against the wall and ripping at her shirt to pull it over her head.
“I’ve missed you,” she gasps when I take one of her hard nipples between my teeth while I shove her shorts and panties down.
Haven kicks the clothes away, then her fingers work fast to unbutton my shirt while I undo my belt and pull down my zipper.
My gun falls somewhere behind me as she presses kisses all over my chest and neck, her palms rubbing desperately over my abs and hips before she shoves my boxers down.
When Haven fists my cock, I groan and pull her hand away so I can lift her, pinning her between my body and the wall.
Her legs hook around my ass as I align myself with her soaked entrance, and not giving a shit about foreplay, I thrust fucking hard, forcing my way through her tight heat.
“God!” she cries, her arms wrapping around my neck and almost strangling me.
“ Cazzo! ” I pull out before slamming savagely inside her again. “So soaked. So hot.”
My body moves like I’m possessed, my breaths exploding over my lips.
“Jesus, Leo,” Haven cries as she starts to claw at my shoulders and neck.
Her pussy grips my cock so tight, my vision goes black for a few seconds. The instant her body clamps around mine and she clings to me as her orgasm hits, intense pleasure shoots through me.
My legs shake from the ecstasy as I keep thrusting, insanely desperate to give her every drop of my release.
After the first time we had sex, Haven said she has an IUD. I want it removed.
I want my wife pregnant with my child.
Gesù Cristo, the image of Haven carrying my child makes another wave of pleasure crash through me. I grip her so fucking tight to me as I hiss from the intense orgasm, then my legs go numb, and I sink to the floor with her still wrapped around me.
Haven gasps against my neck, our bodies covered in a fine layer of sweat.
“Sweet Jesus,” she pants. “From now on, you’re reading spicy scenes to me for foreplay.”
I let out a breathless chuckle.
With me in a kneeling position and Haven clinging to me like a monkey, I’m still buried inside her.
I pull my head back to look at her face. “You said something about missing me?”
She nods and leans in to press kisses over my jaw. “Yes. Did everything go well?”
Incredible satisfaction fills my chest as I say, “Everything went well. I killed Nicolo and avenged your family’s deaths.”
When a sad expression ghosts over her features, I hold her tightly while climbing to my feet. I carry her to my bathroom and pull out of her as I set her down.
I switch on the faucets, and while I wait for the water to warm, I frame Haven’s face and press a tender kiss to her mouth. “All the shit is finally over. Now I can focus only on you and our life together.”
“I’m glad you got closure,” she says before pulling away to step into the shower.
I join her under the spray, tilting my head to catch her eyes. “What’s wrong?”
She shakes her head. “Nothing. It’s just been a tough day. I’ve been trying to process everything I learned about my childhood.”
“Do you want to see a professional to help you?”
Haven shakes her head. “I’m so over therapy.” She steps closer to me and places her hand on my tattoo. “But, I would like to bring Kristen to Italy.”
“Your best friend?” I ask, to double-check.
“Yes. She’s very special to me, so I’m going to need you to behave when she comes to visit.”
“I’ll be a saint,” I say. “I’ll send the private jet for her. Just give me the date and time.”
Haven’s eyes widen. “Oh my God. You have a private jet? Kristen had to move our belongings out of our house in Whitefish. Can she bring some of our stuff on the plane?”
I should’ve thought about their belongings in America. “Of course, principessa .” I press a kiss to her forehead before pulling her into my arms. “I’m sorry for not thinking about it sooner. I’ll send men to help Kristen so she doesn’t have to struggle getting everything to the airport.”
Haven pulls back and gives me a curious look. “Is Edoardo single?”
A dark frown forms on my forehead. “Why?”
“If he is, can you send him to get Kristen?”
It feels like she’s up to something, and it has me asking, “What’s going on in that beautiful mind of yours?”
“Nothing. I just want the best protection for Kristen.”
“Hmm…are you sure that’s the only reason?”
She lets out a huff. “Fine. I think Kristen will like Edoardo. I just want to give her some time alone with him on the flight because he’s all work while he’s here.”
I bring my hand up to grip her jaw. “Yes, Edoardo is single, and I’ll send him, but that’s enough talk about them.”
I crush my mouth to Haven’s and kiss her until I’m sure all her attention belongs to me.