Page 105 of Ravage God

“That's it,” he murmured against my ear, his hot breath fanning my skin. “Fuck, you’re so fucking responsive to me. I can feel you shaking. Are you close, baby?”

His thrusts became almost unbearable.

Everything was driving me toward the edge faster than I thought possible, and I was scared to get there. I was scared the fall might be too much. I tried to hold on for as long as I could, but Elio was relentless. My thighs trembled as the pressure built low in my belly again.

“Elio, I can’t—” I gasped, my words cut off by another surge of pleasure, and a loud moan escaped my lips. Then more moans. I couldn’t help myself. I might be embarrassed about it later, but not now. I was just feeling too much.

I tried to push him off. He was like a boulder, impossible to move. Tears stung my eyes, and I let out a low sob.

“Yes, you can,” he said, the command in his voice unmistakable. “Be my good girl and come for me again. I want to feel you fall apart around my cock.”

His fingers pressed harder against my clit, and that was all it took.

I shot off with a boom.

For a moment, my vision tunneled, and I couldn’t remember anything save for this earth-shattering feeling. I couldn’t do anything but fall.

Elio pumped his hips a few more times before I felt him expand inside me, and then he was coming.

Hot, sticky liquid filled me.

Oh God. I hadn’t realized how messy it would be without a condom. How much I could feel him like this.

I closed my eyes and just rode out the waves and waves of pleasure pushing through me as he continued to expel his cum inside me.

Elio eased up on my clit, and I felt like I could finally breathe again.

When I finally came back to myself, I opened my eyes and turned around to look at him. His eyes were soft, and his tan skin was flushed. He was absolutely beautiful.

And all mine.

I love you.

How badly I wanted to tell him that. I didn’t want to ruin anything we had though. If I told him and he didn’t feel the same…

I shook my head.

“What?” he asked me.

“Nothing,” I said, running my hand over his cheek, feeling the rough stubble there.

He pulled me in closer to him, and I buried my face in his chest, savoring the feeling of being safe in his arms.

It was enough.

At least for now, it was enough to be in his arms like that.

We stayed in bed for the rest of the morning. For the first time, it didn’t feel like Elio had somewhere he needed to be.

And we talked about anything and everything that didn’t matter, but did.

It was one of the best mornings of my entire life.

It waslate afternoon by the time I came back. I had Elio drop me off at Valentino’s apartment, where Tommaso had picked me up, who was quiet as usual when I got in the car with him.

I found his eyes on me in the rearview mirror.

“What?” I asked.