Page 47 of Blood Money

“You’re biased,” she murmured.

I tore my gaze away from the swell of her soft breasts to meet her pretty green eyes. “Maybe, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t fucking gorgeous. Do you know how many guys check you out everywhere we go?”

Her frown of disbelief told me she really didn’t see it.

I gathered her hair at the back of her head and tugged to tip it back. “The fact that you have no idea how breathtaking you are makes you that much more amazing. Lie down.”

I released her hair, and she turned to the bed to pull down the covers. My lips lifted in a smile at how cute it was that she was actually getting into the bed. The fact that her perfectly rounded ass was exposed in the little white thong killed my smile—and nearly killed me.

It was impossible to keep my hands off her. I allowed one to reach down and cup her pussy. With a little whine, she froze, and I groaned when I realized the fabric was damp. I fucking loved when that happened. As she was leaned over the bed, I dropped to my knees behind her and cupped the ivory globes of her ass. She gasped and fell forward on her hands. When I pressed my face to her lace-covered pussy and licked along the seam before I sucked the fabric in my mouth, she gasped but pushed back.

“Fuck, you taste good.” I needed more of her, so I quickly tugged the thin sides over her hips and let them drop to the floor. Her heavy breathing and the fact that she hadn’t said to stop told me she was okay with what I was doing, but I still needed to know. “Is this okay?” I asked as I dragged a finger through her wet slit.

“Y-Y-Yes,” she stuttered.

I grinned wickedly, then pushed her cheeks apart and licked from her clit to her pussy. I drove my tongue inside and moaned at how wet she was and the sweet-tangy taste of her core. Fuck, I’d wanted to do that forever.

She gasped, and I did it again, but this time when I pulled back, I slipped a finger in and pressed forward as I slowly dragged it in and out.

“Vittorio,” she breathed like a prayer.

“Get on the bed and spread your legs,” I told her, my voice raspy with need.

She scrambled to do as I said, and I climbed onto the bed, where I resumed eating her out like my fucking life depended on it. With her legs over my shoulders and me holding her thighs open, it wasn’t long before she was coming all over my face and hand. She screamed my name and ripped at my hair as her tight channel squeezed the fuck out of my fingers buried inside.

“So good,” I praised her before pulling out and kissing my way up her body. I slipped a hand beneath her and unhooked her bra so I could nose it up. Then I wrapped my lips around her pretty pink nipple. After licking and sucking on it until she was arching off the bed and holding my head to her body, I moved to the other one. Not until her breathing was ragged and needy did I stop. When I did, I moved farther up until my cock nestled at the apex her thighs, grinding the fabric-covered length over her swollen little nub.

I swallowed her cry as I brought my mouth to hers. She kissed me back with as much abandon as she’d come all over my face. My cock jumped at the thought that she could probably taste herself on my tongue, yet she didn’t pull away repulsed. She lifted her hips so she could press into me as hard as I did her.

“Please,” she whispered when we broke for breath.

“You’re sure?” I asked her. Up until then, we’d only made out, and I might’ve let my hands wander a bit, but nothing close to this. I didn’t want to move too fast or do anything she’d regret.

She grabbed my head and pulled me back down, causing me to chuckle against her lips. When I slid my tongue into her mouth, she bit it and held it gently with her teeth. “Yes, I’m sure,” she said as she still held me captive.

When I had a minute to breathe and talk, I raised my head to glance down at her. Lips kiss-swollen and slightly parted, I imagined them wrapped around my dick. But this was about her. With those green eyes bright as emeralds, ivory cheeks flushed pink, she looked like a goddess. And hell, did I want to worship her. As I memorized every detail of this moment, I sifted my fingers through her curly hair that fanned out around her, looking like flames. I almost believed they were, because she had me on fire.

“I gotta get something, okay?”

She eagerly nodded, and I dropped to one elbow off to her side and reached for my jeans. I pulled out my wallet and fished a condom out of it, then hovered over her to drink her beauty in once more.

“God, I’m so damn lucky.”

She bit her lower lip, and her dark lashes dropped to fan her cheeks.

“Look at me,” I told her as I knelt between her legs and pushed my underwear down.

Those beautiful eyes opened, and she blinked at me before her gaze dropped to my hard cock. When I wrapped my hand around it, her eyes widened, and a primal part of me preened. I released my length to rip the wrapper open, remove the condom, and roll it along my shaft. Then I dropped to one hand and worked my briefs down my legs, kicking them off the bed.

“You had a condom with you?” she asked, looking a bit worried.

“My grandfather and father have drilled into us boys since the first time we got a hard-on that we better wrap our shit. I always have them with me,” I explained with a wince. What I didn’t tell her was that our grandfather practically beat into us that we weren’t to knock up any woman who wasn’t our wife.

He’d told us about our older half-brother, Mario, with no less than disgust at what he saw as our father’s failure to maintain our family’s purity. He was such a dick, and part of me didn’t blame Mario for being bitter. Especially since our grandfather used Mario and led him to believe he might have a place in La Cosa Nostra when we all knew it was a lie.

“O-Okay.”

When I notched the tip in her hot wet center, I had to clench my teeth and breathe deeply. I knew she was snug because my fingers had just been in there. I’d tried to stretch her a little, and I prayed I wouldn’t hurt her. Slowly pushing my hips forward, I dipped in and out, a little deeper each time. I dropped to my elbows so I could tease her lips with mine as I worked my way in. When I was about a third of the way, I felt the resistance and froze.