Page 8 of Flowers and Moonlight
My hand on the small of her back is the only thing grounding me as we head out of the ballroom and toward the elevators. When I glance at the reception desk, I notice the woman who flirted with me when I checked into my room watching us. I had been tempted to take her up on the offer she was clearly giving me, but that was before.
Now, everything is different.
The elevator ride is far too long. I’m practically salivating at the idea of getting to taste our woman. I want to ask her what hername is, but my instincts tell me she’ll bolt before the question can even leave my lips.
Our steps are quick once we step out of the elevator, the heat of our woman’s skin practically fucking searing me where I rest my hand above the delectable curve of her ass. She looks amazing in the dress she has on, but I can’t wait to see it as a rumpled heap on the floor.
When I usher her inside the room, I turn her toward me, my arm snaking around her waist and pulling her against my chest. She gasps and that little sound might as well be a clap of thunder.
I slam my lips down on hers, my tongue invading the sweet confines of her mouth, and tasting her. The groan that comes out of my chest is deep and primal. When Zeno comes up behind her and sweeps her hair away from her neck, I’m too lost in kissing this woman and the way she melts against me to know what he’s doing.
She pulls away from me and looks over her shoulder. Zeno has a pleased as fuck look on his face right before the dress she’s wearing slides down her body and pools on the floor. My dick starts fucking leaking at the sight in front of me. Our woman was bare underneath her dress. I’m tempted to bend her over my knee and spank her ass for entering the ball that way, but I don’t because right now I’m damn glad she did.
I reach toward her face to slide the mask she’s wearing off, but she shakes her head. “I want to leave it on.”
I look into her eyes, the whiskey color holding so many secrets along with pain. When she casts her eyes downward, I grip her neck and tilt her gaze back up to meet mine.
“If that’s what you want,il nostro chiaro di luna, then we’ll honor your wishes.”
“This time,” Zeno adds from behind her as he leans down and starts to kiss up and down the column of her neck.
She leans back and he cradles her against him, her head lolling against his chest. Seeing them together is sexier than I imagined it would be. Air is sawing in and out of my lungs and it feels like my skin is on fire as I watch Zeno’s hands grip her hips and squeeze before sliding around her body and up her torso to cup her tits.
“What a fucking offering,” I rasp, and Zeno looks at me, a smirk on his face.
As he starts to squeeze her tits, pinching and twisting her nipples, the need to get undressed so I can bury myself in her body is unbearable. I start tearing off my clothes as my eyes eat up the sight in front of me. The way her eyes drink up my body has me wanting to roar and beat my chest.
Standing naked in front of her, I wrap my hand around my shaft and start pumping, watching our woman’s pleasure rising with every beat of her heart. I’ve never seen anything hotter.
Zeno whispers against her skin, “I can feel you trembling. You like what you see?”
She arches her back as he pinches her nipples harder. “Yes,” she moans. Her eyes slide closed, and I desperately want them back on me. “I’ve never,” she groans when he bites gently on her shoulder before swallowing hard, “done anything like this.”
When I step closer to her, my cock brushes against her soft skin and I have to clench my jaw to not lose my load all over her.I want it inside of her. So deep inside of her that my seed takes root.
It doesn’t make any sense considering I don’t even know her name, but it’s a need I can’t ignore. When I meet Zeno’s eyes, the gray there almost completely consumed by the black of his pupils, I can see the same feral need coursing through me is doing the same in him.
I pull our woman from Zeno’s arms, lifting her and cradling her against my chest before striding over to the bed and placing her there gently. I follow down after her so I’m laying next to her, all her creamy skin on display for me. Her tits jiggle with every breath she takes and I grip her thigh, bringing her leg over mine so I can see all of her.
“I can see how wet your needy pussy is,” Zeno growls as he stalks around the bed, pulling his clothes off until he’s naked as well.
When he takes position on the other side of her, his mouth latches onto one of her nipples. My mouth is watering at the thought of tasting her skin. I lean forward and use the tip of my tongue to circle around her hard peak and our woman arches her back, feeding us more of her.
“Please,” she whimpers, “more.”
My hand slides down her torso, wanting to feel how wet she is for us. “We’ll give you everything you need,il nostro chiaro di luna.” She turns her head toward me, her eyes pleading with me to prove the truth in my words. I press my lips against hers and murmur right as my fingers reach her mound, “Everything.”
CHAPTER 5
POSY
What the hell am I even doing? How did I get swept up in these men? One moment I was trying to stay as far away from my father, Clarissa, and Samantha as I could. The next I’m in a hotel room with the two sexiest men I have ever seen in my life. Not any two men, two men who work for the Guidice family.
I should be scared and should have taken off the moment Tony mentioned who their boss is. Instead of being afraid, a thrill ran down my spine and my first thought was that maybe these men could protect me from my father and give me a life I’ve always dreamed of—one filled with love and comfort.
Tony and Zeno offered me something I might never get again—a night of passion between them. How could I say no to such a thing? On a night when I’m supposed to be making choices for me and living life without regrets?
It’s the entire reason I didn’t listen to Dad and stay home when Donovan gave me the opportunity to get dressed up and become anonymous amongst the crowd. The longer I spent in the ballroom, though, the more sure I was that someone in my family was going to recognize me. So, when I had the opportunity to leave, as unconventional as it is, I took it.