Page 72 of The Don
“Adrian is the exception in my family, not the rule.”
“I’m beginning to see that.” Eliza intakes a long breath as she closes her eyes. “I’m so sorry for spoiling this amazing gift you’ve given me. But I’m overwhelmed by the kindness you’re showing. I’m not used to it.”
“Open your eyes.” Her eyes flutter open. “You’re important to me. And in case you’re unsure...” I grip her chin to keep her eyes on me. “You’re mine and I’ll protect you with every breath I take.”
A long moment of silence passes between us but Eliza finally relents. She releases a breath and wraps her arms around my neck. “Thank you.” I leave her pressed against me until she pulls away on her own. She moves to stand, but I pull her back down, fist her hair, and kiss her. I’m careful to control our kiss, making sure not to take it further than she’d be comfortable to do in public.
I have no hesitation in stripping her down, laying her on the table, and feasting on her pussy until I can’t take it anymore and I need to fuck her, but I highly doubt my woman has the confidence in herself to allow me to own her in public.
One day, but not yet.
“Amorina,” I say as I pull back.
She places her forehead on mine. “I’m sorry.”
“I should be apologizing, because if I didn’t stop I’d be eating your pussy right now.” I take her hand and lay it on my hard cock tenting my pants. “Just the thought of you makes me hard. But when your mouth is on mine, I have to stop myself from ravaging you.”
Her mood instantly changes and a giggle falls from her mouth. “You make me feel good about myself.”
My hand slips under her t-shirt and I’m rewarded to find she’s not wearing a bra. I palm her tit, pinching and rolling her nipple between my fingers. “I can’t wait until my mouth is on your pussy.”
She leans into me and sucks on my earlobe. “I like it when you do that,” she whispers.
I pull back and search around us. Dante’s a few feet away. “Dante,” I call. He turns to look at me. “Clear everyone out.”
“Sir.” He nods and secures the very public area. The only ones watching us now are the animals.
Standing, I sweep everything off the table before laying my woman on it. “What are you doing?”
“I’m fucking hungry.” I take her shoes off before unzipping her jeans and shimmy them down her legs. She’s wearing a thong, which makes me smile. “You listened.” I flick the black lacey thing. “Because you’ve been a good girl and listened to me, I’m going to eat this.” I push the thong aside and sink a finger into her wet and greedy pussy. “You’re so fucking wet.” My woman looks around nervously. I lean over the table and grip her chin. “You’re safe with me.”
“I’m worried about other people.”
“You’re safe with me,” I repeat, pushing two fingers inside her. I hold her eyes, waiting for her silent approval.
Eliza finally concedes and whispers, “Don’t let me fall.”
“Never.” I sink to my knees, hook her legs over my shoulders, and begin to feast on her. “I love your scent,” I say between licks. My tongue is in heaven while buried inside my girl. Her pussy is drenched with desire, and I love lapping it up. Curling my tongue inside her, Eliza moans and grips my hair. I smile against her lips before finding her swollen clit and sucking on it. She arches against the table and groans a long breath. I flick and twirl my tongue around her clit.
“That’s it,” she murmurs and tightens her fist into my hair.
I lose myself in the moment, loving how she tastes in my mouth. I want her pussy available to me at every moment of the day, whenever and wherever I want. Her scent is sending me wild and all I want to do stay between her legs until my last breath.
“Fuck my face, Amorina. Fuck it with everything you have.”
She grinds against my face, gifting me with her alluring moans and taste. “I’m coming,” she breathes.
“No, you’re not. I want it all. I need you to drench my face with your cum.” My tongue and mouth are working furiously as I coax every drop out of her.
Eliza bucks against me, her hips taking on a life of their own as she uses me for her own pleasure. Her legs become lax and her breathing eases when I pull back. She brings her hands up to cover her face. “I’m...” she murmurs.
“Fucking delicious. Best thing ever in my mouth.”
She lowers her arms and pushes off the table. With a nervous glance around she says to me, “My turn.” She looks at the hardness tenting my pants and purses her lips together.
“No.” I step back and wag my finger. I cock a brow at her and smirk. “Today is all about you and things that make you happy. I’m hoping my mouth is one of those things.”
Eliza’s cheeks redden as a slow smile teases her lips. She looks around and fixes her hair. “Your mouth makes me very happy,” she whispers.