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Adriano
I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer as the kiss deepened. Her hands tangled in my hair, and I could feel the heat of her body against mine.
“Ha,” she moaned as my hand slid over her dress. In the blink of an eye, I had stripped her bare, unclasping her lingerie and releasing her breasts, which spilled free before my hungry gaze.
“So beautiful,” I groaned, my gaze devouring every inch of her. My hands cupped her breasts, kneading them gently as I caressed their softness.
I could feel her body tense as my fingers traced her skin. Her breath quickened with every touch. The heat between us grew, and I could feel her desire matching mine.
Her soft moans filled the air, urging me on, as our bodies moved in sync, consumed by passion.
I lifted her into my arms and carried her to the bed, laying her down with care before looming over her. Lust clouded my thoughts as I gazed at her.
Azalea was breathtaking. Her soft, full breasts rose invitingly, stoking the fire of my desire.
“You’re so sexy,” I groaned, capturing one of her breasts in my mouth. Her body arched beautifully as my tongue teased her nipple, her soft skin heating against my lips.
My hands wandered lower, tracing the curve of her waist and drawing her even closer to me.
Soft moans spilled from her lips as I trailed kisses down her body, leaving a path of heat until I reached her core. Her intoxicating scent filled my senses, driving me wild.
“Let’s get this out of you.”
I loved how her body trembled with sensitivity under my touch. This was who she was—responsive and intoxicating. My gaze lingered, admiring the soft pink of her most delicate place.
“I love this,” I groaned before burying my face between her thighs. My tongue circled her clit in slow, teasing strokes, drawing ragged breaths from her lips.
Then, with a deep thrust, I slid my tongue inside her, savoring her sweetness as her body quivered beneath my touch. Her moans grew louder with every flick of my tongue, and I felt her tightening around me, lost in the waves of pleasure.
“Adriano,” she moaned, her fingers tangling in my hair. “Faster… please.”
I drove my tongue faster inside her, exploring every inch of her sweetness. Her body quaked beneath me, her moans rising higher, shifting into desperate cries as her climax drew near.
I gripped her thighs tighter, my tongue relentless, driving her closer to the edge. With one final, shuddering gasp, she came undone, her pleasure spilling over as I drank in every drop of her ecstasy.
I rose after savoring every drop of her release, satisfaction flooding me at the sight of her flushed, glowing face. That look—breathless, undone—was meant for me alone.
Mine alone. And now, it was time to claim what I had earned. I tore the towel from my waist, and Azalea’s eyes widened in amazement as she watched me.
“You’re so big,” she moaned.
This wasn’t the first time she had seen my rod, but I knew the sight might stir old, painful memories best left buried. Still, I couldn’t resist testing her. My lips curved into a dark smirk as I asked, “You like it?”
She nodded her head. “Yes, I do.”
“I’m happy to hear that,” I murmured, my voice low and rough with desire as I grabbed her legs and positioned myself between them. “I’ll be gentle.”
Just as I was about to claim my prize, the sharp beep of my phone cut through the moment. My jaw clenched instantly. That tone—I didn’t need to check the screen. It was for one person only. Zero.
“I’m sorry.” I kissed her forehead. “I will be back.”
I rose to my feet, every muscle tense with irritation, and reached for the phone. Without a word, I moved across the room, putting deliberate distance between myself and Azalea before finally accepting the call.
“Go straight to the point.”
“Sir, we found him. I think you need to see this.”
“Where?”
“At the hospital, not far from your company.”
“I’ll be there.” I hung up and immediately called Matteo.
“I want you to be here in five minutes.”
“Understood, sir,” Matteo said.
I walked back to Azalea, hating that I had to leave her. “I’m sorry, honey. There’s an emergency at the company. I have to go.”
“Okay,” she said, trying to hide her disappointment.
“I’m really sorry, love.” I pulled her into my arms, memorizing the feeling of holding her.
“I understand,” she said with a playful smile, her eyes shamelessly roaming over me. Then her gaze dropped lower, and she tilted her chin toward my still-throbbing length. “But what are you going to do about that?”
“I will sort it out myself.”
“Let me help you,” she suggested. “You make me feel good. It is my turn to make you feel good as well.”
She sank to her knees before me, her delicate hand wrapping firmly around my length. Her strokes started slow, each glide sending a rush of heat through me, before she tightened her grip just enough to make my breath hitch.
The mix of pressure and rhythm was maddening, her touch both soothing and electrifying. Then, without warning, she took me into her mouth.
The wet heat of her lips wrapped around me, her tongue moving with deliberate care as though she were savoring every inch.
A guttural moan escaped me, uncontrollable, as she quickened her pace, her suction pulling me deeper into a haze of pleasure.
“Ha…” a low moan tore from my throat as I gripped her head, guiding her movements. Her lips slid over me with a wet rhythm, each pull sending jolts of fire down my spine.
“Yes…” I hissed through clenched teeth, my body tightening as she quickened her pace, her tongue working me harder and deeper.
The obscene sounds of her mouth only fueled my desire, and I found myself thrusting into her warmth, lost in the pleasure she was dragging out of me.
“I’m cumming,” I groaned, my voice rough with need. My grip on her head tightened as I thrust into her mouth, each stroke harder, deeper, and more desperate.
Her lips stretched around me, her throat taking every push as I fucked her mouth with abandon. The pressure built fast, a white-hot surge flooding through me until I couldn’t hold back anymore.
With a final, guttural moan, I spilled myself down her throat, my entire body trembling as she swallowed every drop.
I sat back, breathing heavily, my chest rising and falling as the last waves of pleasure coursed through me. This was on another level—different from every woman I had ever been with.
She looked up at me with a sly smile, her lips glistening as she opened her mouth just enough for me to see my release pooled on her tongue.
Then, locking her gaze with mine, she swallowed it slowly and deliberately. Damn… she looked so fucking sexy.
“Thank you,” I murmured, pulling her up into my arms. Her body felt soft against mine as I hugged her tightly, not wanting to let go just yet.
I pressed a lingering kiss against her hair before whispering, “Wait for me. I’ll be back.”