by Piper Stone
He rode me harder, one hand fisting my hair and forcing me to arch my back. Even the way the headboard slammed against the wall only fueled his fire even more, words in Spanish flowing from his mouth, ones I could no longer understand. There was no hesitation, no advance warning when he pulled out, immediately pushing the tip of his cock to my puckered hole.
Jerking up, I let off several moans as he slid inside, breaking through my last barrier of innocence, taking from me what no other man had taken.
The pain ripped at my breath, tensing every muscle. I couldn’t speak or even move, focus or think about anything but what was happening. It seemed his voice was in a vacuum as he attempted to remind me to relax.
He continued to move slowly until he was fully seated inside. I was shocked as the pain began to subside, shifting to twinges of pleasure. My muscles continued to ache as they tried to accept every inch of him, but I was blown away at the rapture coursing through my veins. I took several deep breaths, unable to control my rapidly beating heart.
“Good girl. My very obedient girl.”
With very savage stroke, every slap of his hand, I felt freer, leaving my mind muddled with a dichotomy of feelings. I wanted to hate him for using me, but then again, perhaps we were using each other.
Two lost souls in a magnificent bubble.
He rocked us both, finally lowering his body over mine and cupping my breasts. For a few minutes, I was able to feel the beating his heart, the warmth of his body melding with mine. And during that amazing period, he was a different man, free from his demons.
But I knew they’d return, just like the ones that controlled my life.
I could tell he was holding back, fighting to keep from coming, his body shaking. Even though a part of me wanted this to last, there was another that simply wanted to pretend this had never happened.
And so, I squeezed my muscles until he let out a strangled roar, erupting deep inside, filling me with his seed.
As he covered his body over mine once again, finally untying my wrists, the sadness I’d felt in him before returned along with the coldness.
There was no doubt in my mind that tonight he’d only stepped into another life, making a brief appearance as someone who could even care about another. This was no fairytale, no beginning of a wonderful relationship.
The man I knew only as Rafael would soon disappear.
Chapter Eight
Rafael
Hunger that had no bounds. That’s exactly the way I felt about Savannah. Spending time with her, disciplining and fucking her had been far too enjoyable. Peaceful. I’d allowed myself time to relax.
The morning sun was just coming over the horizon, colors crisscrossing the sky. I stood at the window in the same place I’d been for almost two hours. At least she’d fallen asleep, the bottle of wine half empty. I moved closer, standing over her and watching the rise and fall of her chest. Her hair was splayed out across the pillow, her lips twisting slightly as if in a dream state. I eased wayward strands from her cheek, lightly brushing my knuckle across her skin.
Her slight moan was my sweet reward.
There were too many things that could go wrong, especially since I only had my two enforcers with me. I only hoped that Alviro would be the same creature of habit. If so, I would have two opportunities to handle my business. If not? I sucked in my breath at the thought.
The surf was calm, the waves barely lapping at the shoreline. I’d always loved the ocean, the serenity that it gave me. Today was no exception, although I had no doubt Savannah was the only reason my demons had remained buried inside. Having her by my side had been exactly what I needed.
But I would be forced to let her go.
She couldn’t belong to me, even though every part of me wanted nothing more than to possess every portion of her. I was more troubled than I wanted to admit, the game that Alviro was playing weighing heavily on my mind. He was up to something and I doubted it had much to do with the deal that had been placed on the table.
If it was true and he was terrified of my reign, then he would do everything in his power to eliminate the threat. That could have been done easily. Instead, he’d chosen to toss out a few poker chips, upping the bet. What was the larger prize?
I walked out onto the deck, allowing the warm breeze to blow into the room. Just watching the way she’d studied the ocean had been pleasing. Maybe it was time for me to enjoy the little things in life, something my mother always complained that none of her sons would do.
My thoughts drifted to Javier. He’d actually had more of a lust for life, his ability to turn off the business something I’d chastised him for. Now I was beginning to understand why he’d insisted that doing so was vital. Everything in my world seemed slanted toward business. I hadn’t taken an actual vacation in years, certainly hadn’t missed the concept.
Javier had been lucky, finding the love of his life through actual friends that he’d kept since college. Gilly’s spunky attitude had attracted him immediately, their love affair bursting with passion. To see her crushed from his death had nearly broken my spirit, only my father able to keep me from going on a rampage.
I realized I was walking down the deck stairs, the scent of saltwater and sand more of a draw than I’d remembered. The day was almost perfect, the light breeze wafting various smells across my nose. Some might say I was a lucky man, enough money and clout to do anything I wanted. For me, the money meant almost nothing.
That admittance was telling.
I was almost burned out; however, there was no possibility of making a different choice. I was the son of a mafia Don, now destined to walk in my father’s shoes within a matter of months. Walking away wouldn’t merely tear the family apart. It would create the final opening for another organization to claim superiority. I’d made not only a commitment but a promise to Javier before he died in my arms that I would take the helm when requested, doing the family proud.
I walked to the ocean’s edge, allowing the dazzling turquoise water to cascade over my bare feet. As far as the eye could see, there were no boats and no signs of human life. Just the calming sea beckoning to me. I shoved my hands into my pockets, drinking in the sweet breeze, knowing in my gut that this was the calm before the storm. Whatever happened in the next few days would alter the course of not only my family’s legacy but that of the other Dons in my father’s close-knit set of business associates.
The weight on my shoulders was heavier than normal. I allowed my thoughts to drift, merely to get away from the suffocating task ahead. Savannah had certainly eased some of the anxiety, allowing the man my mother had nurtured a chance at enjoying the moment, something my mother had encouraged.
I’d never known what it meant until recently.
As I turned to face the back of the house, the sunlight reflecting off the glass, I wanted nothing more than to see her presence. Calling to me. Asking for me.
Hungry for me.
I craved the thought of spending more than a day with someone I enjoyed sharing my time with. Hell, I would even enjoy cooking a simple meal, taking a walk on the beach or merely listening to music. All things I hadn’t done in months. Years.
But she wasn’t there. There was no laughter as she raced down the beach, ready to start another day. There was no hint of seduction. There was just the splash of sun banking across the window. And soon, she would be sent back to her life as required.
No matter the tenderness or the passion we’d shared, I’d made certain she would remain terrified of me. I couldn’t have her life threatened. I refused to allow a pig like Alviro to know she existed. I wanted to know everything about her for several reasons, but she was almost as private as I was. We all had our reasons, some more caustic than others. Whatever she was hiding from, her own past had taken a toll on her heart.
Two damaged souls taking solace and pretending to be something we weren’t. I shook my head at the thought.
After taking a deep breath, I eased onto the sand. For a
little while I could pretend to be content, savoring the quiet moment.
Before all hell broke loose.
Several minutes passed, my anger beginning to surface once again. There was no doubt Alviro had ordered the assassination of my brother. He’d obviously planned my family’s demise carefully, although the mere threat he’d issued at the restaurant continued to stick in the back of my mind.
I closed my eyes, listening to the waves, such beautiful music. There was barely any movement, almost no additional sound but I knew there was a sudden presence creeping up from behind. I’d been careless in leaving my weapon inside. I jerked to the left, swinging around and wrapping my arm around the throat of the intruder, yanking us both onto the sand.
“Oh!” Savannah’s shriek of horror floated into the air as she struggled to get out of my grasp.
I immediately rolled over on top of her, stretching her arms over her head as she continued to fight, rolling her hips in an effort to slide out from under me. The feel of her body crushed under mine was exciting, my heart racing from the same yearning I’d experienced before.
“What... It’s me, Rafael,” she half whispered, her eyes open wide.
I took a deep breath, savoring the rush of desire. “You shouldn’t sneak up on a man like me, sweet Savannah.”
“Who were you expecting?” She tried to jerk her arms away, her breath coming in short pants.
I ground my hips against her, my cock throbbing from the friction created. “Just another monster.”
“Am I that monster?”
Chuckling, I would forever be amused at the continued defiance. She truly had no understanding of who she was with or what I could do. “You’re so much more.” I slowly lowered my head, brushing my lips back and forth across hers. The connection we shared was far more powerful than even before, our combined hunger exploding off the chart.
Her breathing finally slowed, her body relaxing in my hold. She managed to shift her leg from under me, curling it around my calf. I gathered a delicious scent of her feminine wiles as she wiggled. I darted my tongue into her mouth, taking my time to explore the dark recesses.
As she moaned into the kiss, she shifted her hips against mine, using her leg to draw me in as tightly as possible. I wanted nothing more than to devour her here, holding back nothing.
The intimacy between us roared, sparking another wave of intensity as I dominated her tongue. Everything about this woman sparked the ravenous beast. I finally let go of her arms, roughly rubbing my fingers down the length of one, moving quickly to the side of her voluptuous breast. Even the thick material of the robe couldn’t hide her gorgeous figure, curves that went on for days.
She tore at my shirt, yanking it to the middle of my back and sliding her hands underneath. Her touch was a powerful draw, dragging me into her beautiful web. God, the woman could turn me on like no other.
I pushed my forearms against the hard sand, breaking the kiss yet remaining hovering over her. “It seems someone is very hungry.”
“You disappeared.”
“Not for long. No man leaves a possession so dear to them.”
She bit her lower lip before nipping mine, her eyes sparkling from amusement, her fingers continuing to caress my back.
The light splash against our feet from the incoming tide forced a yelp from her lovely mouth while I laughed, debating whether to stay exactly where we were.
“It’s cold!” she exclaimed as she began to struggle once again, laughing with me as the water receded.
“From what I remember, you look incredible with wet hair.”
“You are... terrible.”
I slid my hand down further until I was able to crawl my fingers under the edge of the robe.
She undulated her hips, taking shallow breaths as she stared into my eyes. “You’re insatiable.”
“I know exactly what I like and what I need.” I swirled the tip of my finger around her clit, my excitement growing simply from seeing her reaction; the slackening of her mouth and her half-closed eyelids. She was so hot and wet, the touch of her scalding my fingertips.
“Mmm...” She arched her back as much as possible, gripping my shoulders as I rolled my fingers all the way down her pussy, teasing her swollen folds by darting the tips just inside.
“And you are mine. Every inch of you.”
“So you’ve already told me,” she whispered.
“I think you need another lesson.” I blew across her face, easing back as I concentrated on plunging a single finger all the way inside. The way her muscles reacted gave me a smile, pushing my cock savagely against my jeans. My entire body was on fire, every cell ready to explode.
I slid down further, using my other hand to rip at her robe, exposing her breasts.
Gasping, her arms flailed, redness blossoming on her jaw. “Oh, my. I...”
“Arms over your head,” I instructed.
She darted a single look toward the ocean, her mouth twisting. I smacked her pussy lips once, a simple reminder that I was in charge.
A slight whimper escaped her mouth before she obeyed my command, clenching her eyes shut. I lowered my head, darting my tongue around her already hardened nipple as I pumped inside her tight little channel. Everything about this moment was sinful and hot as shit, keeping my blood pumping and my heart racing.
I slid my lips to her other breast, sliding the tip back and forth across her hardened bud before biting down on her tender tissue.
“Oh, yes. I...” She shifted back and forth, trying desperately to remain in position.
I shifted further down, dragging the robe all the way open before lifting and pushing her legs back. She bit back another moan as I lowered my head, breathing across her sweet little pussy. My mouth watered from the scent of her, even more intoxicating than before. She was my secret treat, my delicious foray into what some would call the forbidden.
As the water once against lapped at my feet, I lifted her pelvis, sinking my face into her wetness. I eased my tongue past her delicate folds, lapping her incredible cream. I couldn’t get enough of the taste of her, the way her body responded.
“Oh, God. Oh...” She laughed softly, shifting her head back and forth as I rubbed my fingers up and down, barely darting them inside.
“What do you want?” I breathed, the sound barely audible over the splashing waves.
“Everything.”
Her answer was all I needed. I buried my face into her pussy, using a combination of my tongue and fingers to entice. I wanted nothing more than to spend hours eating her, feasting on her tender tissue until she begged for more. I craved having her call out my name, surrendering to me in every manner.
She slapped her hands against the sand, wiggling underneath me, her body bucking even as she opened her legs ever wider. An offering. A moment of silent begging.
The sun slipped higher in the sky, highlighting the golden flecks in her hair. The vision of her splayed out on the beach, entirely open to the man who owned her was electrifying. I licked up the length of her, languishing in my technique, all the while watching her reaction.
Her mouth remained twisted, her hands fisted, the light breeze flowing across her body creating goosebumps. Using three fingers, I pumped inside, flexing them open. When I sucked on her clit, biting down carefully, several whimpers floated up toward the crystal-clear sky. Her eyes were now all the way open, her body shaking.
Pulling out, I smacked her pussy lips several times then suckled, savoring the beads of cream sliding down the back of my throat.
“I need to... come,” she muttered.
“Not yet.” The water lapped up over my feet, crawling dangerously closer. I continued my feast, using a combination of my fingers and tongue to drive her completely insane. The fire in my belly had ignited every last ember buried deep below the surface, dragging all my dark and kinky needs into the light. If only there was time to spend, teaching her all the joys of anguish and ecstasy. If only I could shut down the rest of the world.
If only...
I thrust in long and even strokes, knowing she couldn’t hold out for long. Every part of her body was stiff, her legs quaking. “Are you ready, my sweet?”
“Uh-huh. Please. Yes. Yes!”
I pumped harder, twisting my hand until I was able to use all four fingers, using my thumb to rub between her ass cheeks, finally slipping into her puckered hole.
“Please. God!” Savannah jerked up once again, no longer able to keep her arms in position.
“Come for me. Fill my mouth with your sweet juice.” I couldn’t take my eyes off her as she bit back a scream, her body responding instantly.
She threw back her arms, shooting her gaze toward the sky as she twisted her lips. Her entire body convulsed as she climaxed, shooting cream into my mouth. I lapped up every drop, unable to quench my thirst. I refused to stop until she’d orgasmed a second time.
As I lifted my head, she fell against the sand, her breathing ragged. I rolled my lips against her thigh, planting several kisses against her heated skin while she stared at me with hazy eyes.
“Beautiful,” I whispered.
Whoosh!
Another wave tumbled over our legs, halfway up my back. A moment of shock skittered into both of us, the chilly water taking our breath away.
“Oh. Oh. Oh!” Her cries were laced with laughter as I tumbled over her in some crazy reaction, as if protecting her from nature.
We both laughed for several seconds as the water receded, allowing us to breathe.
She pushed her palms against me, now fighting in earnest while her laughter filled my very soul with its beautiful lilt.
I rolled off, grabbing her wrists and dragging her several feet onto the dry sand, pulling us both down into a sitting position.
“I’m wet,” she managed, holding out her arms as she stared down at her robe. Groaning, she managed to fold the material over her naked body, fumbling to tie the sash.
“The best look in the world.” I bent my knees, the same wash of peace even more enticing than moments before. This was what life was about. I licked her juice off my lips, my cock reminding me that my needs were only increasing with every passing second.
