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Page 20 of Irreplaceable

CHAPTERFIVE

Take me.

Harper stared up at me with such fire and trust, and I needed to be inside her. Needed to feel her pussy gripping my cock. Needed to lose myself in her before I completely unraveled.

I wasn’t sure what had changed for her since last night, but whatever the cause, I was grateful. Because an arduous workout, a walk along the beach, and a massage hadn’t been enough to quench my thirst for Harper. If anything, I wanted her even more now. And I would have her.

Her body beckoned me closer, even as I’d pushed her harder and further than any woman before. She seemed to like it. To crave it as much as I did. It was almost too good to be true.

I scrambled for a condom I’d stashed in my robe earlier. I’d found a strip of them in my toiletry bag, promo from some event I’d attended. I was glad I’d had the foresight to grab one.

I quickly slid it down my length, goose bumps coating my skin as I watched her writhe before me. She was so fucking sexy. In the back of my mind, I knew this was a terrible idea, but I shoved away those thoughts.

I was so eager to be inside her, I buried myself to the hilt in one powerful thrust. And then I stilled. Fuck, she was so tight, so warm.

“Perfetta,” I sighed.

“Enzo.” The name was whispered on a sigh—pleasure mingling with exasperation as I kissed my way down her neck, filling her, stretching her. I was still getting used to being called Enzo, but I liked hearing it from her lips.

Unable to hold back anymore, I started thrusting, driving into her as I bent forward to suck her rosy nipples into my mouth. I could feel the pressure building, but it wasn’t enough. I needed more, deeper, harder. I slid my arms beneath her back, pulling her closer. Needing her closer. Our skin was slick from the massage oil, and she quickly slid into position.

“Oh!” Her eyes widened, the new angle bringing us closer, burying me deeper still. It felt amazing. “Oh yes.”

I smashed my mouth to hers as I guided her up and down on my cock. She raked her nails across my skin, and I leaned my head back, relishing the feeling. Like lightning. She felt so good, so fucking good. And I was going to come soon if I didn’t slow down.

Instead, I nipped her breast, knowing how much she’d liked the bite of pain earlier. I liked it too, and it was such a relief not to hold back. Not to have to rein it in like I had in the past. To let go and enjoy, to lose myself in her and this moment.

Harper’s pussy clenched in response, gripping me like a vise as I flattened my tongue over her nipple. Her ass filled my hands, and I spread her cheeks wide, allowing my cock to go even deeper.

She smoothed her hands over my chest, and they seemed so small in comparison. Everything about her was small next to me. I liked it. Liked this feeling of dominating her so completely, of taking what I wanted and giving us both what we needed.

I squeezed my eyes shut briefly, my body taking over. “Fuck, you feel good.”

“So do you,” she panted, clutching me as if I was her salvation. “So, so good.”

I tangled my fingers in her hair, burying my nose in her neck to breathe in her almond scent. She tasted amazing, and she felt even better—her smooth skin brushing against my hard planes. Her soft breasts crushed between us.

I held on tight, pumping harder as any remaining control was extinguished. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold out. I was holding on by a thread when she came hard and fast, and it was a beautiful sight to behold.

“Sì. Yes,” I grunted, fisting her hair, the silk flowing over my skin like a waterfall.

Her walls clenched, and I finally let go, exploding inside her. With a few more pumps, I was spent, and she fell back on the massage table, my body draped over hers. We remained there a moment, catching our breaths.

“I’ll be right back.” I ducked into the bathroom. I disposed of the condom then grabbed a warm washcloth for her. “Spread.”

She lowered her knees, flashing me that pretty pink pussy once more. She was gorgeous. And I wanted to lick her, so I did.

“Oh god.” She moaned, throwing an arm over her face. “I don’t know how much more I can handle.” Though, it was clear she loved it. “Is it possible to die from pleasure?”

“It seems like an experiment worth trying.” I adopted a serious tone.

She giggled and nodded, her cheeks filled with color. It was the most gorgeous shade, like the sunsets over my nonno’s vineyard. Everything about this woman made me think of home. But not the avarice or vanity or drama, only the best parts—the warmth, the beauty, the love.

“Do you want to find out?” I arched an eyebrow, tending to her with the washcloth. I was game if she was.

“It wouldn’t be a bad way to go,” she mused with a sleepy smile.

I sensed she was tired, and I could certainly do with some rest before round two. We were quiet a moment, both catching our breath.




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