Sweet Temptation

Chapter 12

Giulia

"Fuck." He looked as if he'd lost a battle with himself.

He prowled toward me, cupped the back of my head, and backed me into the window.

"You want my mouth?"

The desire in his eyes, in his voice, scorched me with its intensity. My mouth became dry.

"Yes."

He bent down and kissed me. His mouth, his tongue, they demanded my surrender like the rest of him. He wanted control and I gave in, let the kiss consume me until he dragged his mouth away, panting.

“Like this?"

I was dazed and couldn't follow his words. His mouth pulled into a dominant smile.

"Do you want my mouth like this? Or somewhere else?"

"Somewhere else," I got out, even if the words were hardly more than an exhale.

"On your pussy?" he rasped before he prevented me from replying by kissing me again.

Maybe the fight had lowered his protective walls- didn't care because Cassio saying that word was incredibly sexy. He lifted me into his arms and carried me over to the bed, where he laid me down carefully then followed suit, his strong body pressing me into the mattress.

He kept kissing me with silent urgency as his hands shoved down my panties. My nightgown was next. He stopped the kiss drag the garment over my head. I lay back, allowing him to admire me, and he did. His hungry gaze slid over my body. He was already hard in his pajama bottoms, and his muscled stomach heaved with every breath. I felt the unreasonable urge to follow the trail of hair disappearing in his waistband with my tongue. I'd admired attractive boys from afar and appreciated them in an abstract, curious way.

None of them had left enough of an impact to feature in my fantasies when I touched myself. My body's reaction to Cassio was on another level. Despite his age, or maybe because of it, the sight of his strong all-man body sent thrills of desire through my body even before he touched me.

"You're so fucking lovely," he groaned before he hovered over me, engulfing me with his manly scent.

The warm, comforting aroma was like a drug to my system. His lips found mine for a possessive kiss before he moved lower. I watched as his mouth closed around my nipple, and at the first tug, I gasped, my hand flying up to clutch at his head.

"Yes!" The word slipped out without intention.

He looked up, holding my gaze as he sucked. His mouth was hot around my sensitive skin. I felt the shockwave between my legs and clenched on.

"I should have done this last night."

God, he should have. This felt amazing. He lowered himself between my legs, and I opened them for his strong body without hesitation, loving the feel of his powerful, warm body on top of me. He cupped both of my breasts with his big hands, squeezed lightly, never taking his eyes off me nor did I take mine off him.

The sight of this man touching me turned me Kneading my breasts gently, he lavished my nipples with attention, kisses, licks, and sucks until I was panting. Without thinking, I wrapped my legs around him and pushed my center against his stomach, needing friction.

My wetness coated the firm muscles and caused Cassio to groan low in his throat. His eyes flashed with triumph and hunger. His mouth worked my breasts with even more fervor until I was close to losing my mind with need for release. I kept rubbing myself against Cassio's abs almost desperately, but it wasn't enough-not nearly enough. I needed more, but wasn't sure how to say it.