Page 21 of Sinful Addiction

Oh Jesus.I’m a goner.

I keep the picture open while sliding my free hand beneath my short’s waistband.Once I reach my nub, I rub in slow teasing circles.As my orgasm builds, my movements become unrhythmic until I’m at the point where that’s not enough.Entering two fingers, I massage my walls until I’m wishing something more was filling me.The wave hits hard, fast, and before I can stop myself, I’m clutching my phone while moaning Antonio’s name.It echoes throughout the living room, but I don’t care.No one is here to listen except for me.

I release my hand from my shorts and stare at the screen one last time before closing the message.

I can’t believe how good that felt.I’ve been a total mess since I arrived home and haven’t once taken care of my needs knowing if I had, I would have thought of him every time; I succeeded in messing that up, too.

I try to relax on the couch by closing my eyes.I’m almost drifting off when my phone pings again.Picking it up with only intentions to see who it’s from, I read the drop window that shows the message.

Antonio: That was hot as fuck.Now let me in.

What the hell?

I look at the message once more in case I read it wrong.Shit!He’s here?Oh my God.He heard me scream his name.My entire body heats knowing he’s here and I was caught red handed.I’ve never been so embarrassed.

“Let me in, pet.”His stern tone carries through the door.

Crap.I run my hand through my hair, straighten my top, then quickly take a sip of vodka from the bottle on the way to the door for courage.

Composing myself, I pull the door open, and Antonio strides past me heading straight for the same bottle.

I wish I could read what’s going through his mind.His face is expressionless.Not even the playful glint in his eyes from the photo is there anymore.At a guess, from watching his tense figure, he seems pained.

I’m giving him the space he needs to figure himself out to avoid a repeat of Vegas.He takes a long pull from the bottle before turning to me.His poker face is impressive, although I'm becoming impatient.Okay he heard me get myself off, so what?I’m a woman with needs.

He continues looking at me.His eyes rove from my eyes to my lips then back again.My tongue darts out on instinct, and I suddenly realize I don’t care what he has to say as long as he gives me what I want.

I want to feel every hard inch of him deep inside me.

“Lacey.”His warning is clear.He’s giving me an out.

“Bell’uomo,” I whisper.[beautiful man]

“Fuck it.”

Antonio reaches me in three long strides then pulls me against his strong body.His mouth finds mine and I welcome the connection.His tongue explores my mouth with wild hunger, which transpires into a heated frenzy.I wish I could say this kiss is full of passion but it’s not, it’s crazed.I’m just as starved for him.

He walks me backward until my back hits my bedroom door.It’s like we have an unspoken language because I’m reaching for the handle without breaking our connection, and he’s weaving me around furniture until the backs of my knees hit the bed.I break away from him, needing air.I know I told myself there would be no more times like this, that I needed to forget.How can I when he’s standing in front of me like a God and working those fine hands as he undresses himself.

My gasp fills the room taking us both off guard.“What happened?”I reach out to touch his shoulder, then quickly retract my hand to cover my mouth with worry.I’m not sure how to react to the bandages and what’s underneath.

“Business.”The way he dismissed the situation is unnerving.

“Both of them?”I press on.

“One was business, and the other was Xander.He shot me.I deserved it.”

My eyes widen.“Why?”

“I upset Ava.”

In other words, it’s all my fault.

“Stop thinking that.I told you I deserved it.I was warned multiple times.I’m fine.They’ll heal like others beforehand have done.He never meant to kill me, only warn me.”He tries to reassure me and it works.In his world that’s the way they solve disputes.I focus on the situation my body won’t let me forget.

Chewing on my bottom lip, I salivate at the sight before me.He’s as naked as the day he was born.If that wasn’t enough, the light illuminating through the window helps showcase every sculpted muscle, making this man even more magnificent.I’m that much closer to breaking my resolve, then I make the ultimate mistake of looking down at his cock and the drop of precum I crave to lick from him.

“Why do you have to be so gorgeous?”My hands fly up to my mouth.What the hell is wrong with me?