Page 123 of The Don's Secret Heir

“Always so eager, mybelissima,” I murmur, squeezing the flesh of her upper thigh. “Won’t ever give me the time to worship you like you deserve.”

She whimpers as I flick my thumb across her nipple again idly, ignoring the ache in my own balls as I harden all the way in my slacks.

Liana gropes me through my slacks, grabbing onto my erection and stroking up. I gasp out her name, my hips thrusting into her hand instinctively.

I can’t get my button undone fast enough, finally freeing myself with a groan and guiding myself into her, covering her with my body, caging her in with my arms.

I move only my hips and she cries out, her face flushed as she thrashes it from side to side.

“Ah, fuck, Dario, right there.”

“That’s it? You gonna come for me already, baby?”

“Yes, yes, just don’t stop—” Her words cut off in a strangled moan as she goes limp beneath me, all except her pussy which keeps clenching around me as she orgasms.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’m not done with you yet.”

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LIANA

“Oh, my God,” I manage as I come again, for the third time? Maybe fourth. Hell, maybe fifth. Dario’s insatiable, pulling out of me and sliding down my body to lap at my clit.

“That’s it,belissima. Come for me again. You can do it, baby.”

“I can’t,” I gasp, and he hums against my inner thigh before going back to his task.

I can make him stop, if I want to, but fuck, it feels sogood. And anything that feels good is preferable to how I’ve been feeling lately.

I come again, whimpering, going stiff before going limp and boneless.

Dario huffs out a breath, lying next to me with his erection still bobbing up against his stomach, precum beading at the tip.

I try to breathe slowly through my nose but my breath is coming harsh and short.

“You didn’t finish.”

He smirks. “Worried I’ll get blue balls, baby?”

I roll my eyes. “That isn’t even a thing.”

“Kind of is.”

“What do you mean, kind of?”

“I mean, I’ll be sore if I don’t get off, but it’s not the big deal guys make it out to be in high school.”

I can’t move, my legs shaking. I bite my lip.

“You can finish inside me, if you want.”

His eyes light up. “Oh,belissima. I plan to. Just taking a breather.”

A breather? We’ve been at this for hours.

Not that I’m complaining. I do worry a little about Sonny, but I’m sure Marie has taken him down for lunch by now.

“Big talker,” I mutter, grinning at him, and he grunts and covers me with his body again.