Page 17 of Sweet Temptation (Love & Legacy #1)

His gorgeous olive skin, covered in beautiful black ink, wraps around strong corded muscle, and my God, the way his eyes bore into mine, daring me to look away as my legs are thrown over his shoulders... It’s a heady thing to have him— Lucky —look at me that way.

I lean up on my elbows, unwilling to miss a moment of this man I’ve wanted for years as he kisses my knees... my thighs... And oh God. Every hypersensitive nerve stands at attention when he presses his full, firm lips to each of my hip bones, snapping the silk strings with his teeth.

And when he finally buries his face in the delicate silk of my soaked panties, a scream is ripped from my tired lungs.

My heels dig into his back, and I lift my hips to meet his mouth, grinding shamelessly.

Needing so much more. “Please . . .”

“Keep that fine ass on the bed, dolcezza . You had your turn to play. Now it’s my turn.”

“Lucky,” I cry out, dying for him to move the scraps of silk. Dying for skin on skin.

Desperate to feel him filling me with his tongue. With his cock.

I shift my hips again, pushing him, and a sharp sting vibrates in my core as he slaps my pussy. Oh God. Pleasure and pain flood through my sex, and this man flattens his tongue and soothes the ache through the silk, but it’s not enough.

I’m not sure it ever will be.

“More,” I cry, and Lucky licks me over and over... and over .

Tugging at the scraps of silk at my hips until he rips them from my body with his bare hands and smiles like the villain he wants to be. “So fucking sweet, Lexie.”

I bury my fingers in his black hair and moan as my body shakes, refusing to close my eyes. Not wanting to miss a single second of the vision in front of me.

Lucky Beneventi, naked and powerful between my legs.

His dark eyes holding me hostage.

Never leaving mine as he fucks me with his tongue.

And... oh God , his fingers. So many fingers.

The rough stubble of his cheeks burn the soft skin of my thighs.

The bite of pain intensifying the pleasure.

I chase my orgasm as Lucky sucks my clit and his fingers fuck my cunt. Inching closer with each curl against my G-spot. Working my body like it was made for him, like it was always supposed to be him.

He teases me over and over.

Each high higher than the last.

Bringing me right to the edge of climax again and again and again.

Edging me until my vision tunnels, and the already dark room threatens to cease existing “Lucky . . . Lucky . . . Lucky . . .” I chant. “Please.”

“Give me what I fucking want, Lexie,” he growls, pulling me closer to him, burying his face in my pussy. And oh my God , he scrapes his teeth over my throbbing clit and bites and sucks. Stars burst in the blackness, and tremors rack my body as I teeter on the edge of consciousness.

My legs lock around his head, and my back bows off the bed as I close my eyes, unable to move or think or speak. I just feel... I just feel everything.

I feel alive.

“I’m not done with you yet. Give me those beautiful green eyes, Alexis.”

His voice . . . My God, that voice.

My eyes are heavy as I force them open and focus on Lucky. And as if I were given a shot of oxygen straight to my lungs, I suddenly feel a rush of adrenaline, and I want more.

“Please tell me you’ve got a condom, Lucky,” I murmur as he climbs over me and reaches into the nightstand.

I drag my nails along his skin as the gold of the foil packet glows in the tiny strip of moonlight shining through the storm. “So fucking pretty when you come with my mouth on your cunt.”

He tears the packet open with his teeth and hands me the condom. “Now, you’re gonna come on my cock, aren’t you, sweetness?”

God yes , I want to scream.

To take it all.

To take control.

I wrap my fist around Lucky and roll the condom over his cock, loving the sinful smile stretching across his face.

I want this man more than I should is the only thought I have as I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, dragging my teeth over his ear. “You’re gonna have to make me, Lucky.”

Those eyes sparkle with the challenge I just threw him.

And I smile.

With my orgasm still dripping between us, his fingers wrap around my waist, pulling me impossibly closer. “Now give me that pretty pussy, baby.”

He drags his tongue along the column of my throat as I run my soaked sex along his dick, teasing us both. Soaking his dick. Lining us up like we were made to fit together.

Hard planes against soft curves.

Perfect .

I drag my nails against his scalp and tug his hair.

Urging him.

Begging him.

“Lucky . . .” Pleading.

But Lucky doesn’t care. He teases my cunt with his cock, refusing to give me what I want that easily. “Whose are you, Lex?”

My eyes fly to his, and I try to mask the pain that I know flashes there for a quick moment. I can’t give him what he wants.

Not tonight.

Not ever.

So I give him what I can. “For tonight, I’m yours.”

“We’ll work on that answer later.” His growl captures my mouth in a brutal, punishing kiss.

It’s urgent and frenzied because we both know this is it.

It’s all we get.

My hair spills around my shoulders and down my back, and Lucky gathers it in one hand as he drags his teeth over my nipple and bites down.

“Fuck, Lucky,” I keen. “So good.”

“I knew I could get you to say fuck , Lex.” His grin is cocky and confident and so damn sexy, I could cry, but that’s not what tonight is about.

I lift up on my knees, my first two orgasms dripping down my thighs, and take him inside me.

Just the tip at first. Teasing him the way he teased me.

“Fuck, baby,” Lucky hisses and kisses my shoulder, and any thought of teasing ceases to exist. I need him right now. “You feel so good.”

His words wash over me as I slowly sink down the thick length of his cock.

So slowly, it’s nearly painful as my body trembles and shakes and stretches around him.

“That’s it, Lex.” He slides his hands to my hips, guiding me, his fingertips bruising my skin. Branding me.

Fuck . . .

“So tight, Lex,” he growls against my mouth and swallows my moan. “So fucking tight.”

My eyes close as I feel a flush work its way up my body. “That’s because you’re huge, Lucky,” I giggle and relax and feel his smile against my lips.

He gathers my face in his hands and holds me still. “Fucking love that laugh, baby. We take this at your pace, Lex.”

I cover his hands with mine and press my lips to his. “I don’t want the knight, remember? I want the demanding asshole. I want to feel alive, Lucky. Don’t be afraid I’ll break.”

I see it.

The minute my words sink in.

The flash in his eyes.

I see the exact moment Lucky loses control, and I don’t think anything will ever be the same again.

He drives up into me over and over while I cling to him.

Breathing the same air as we move against each other.

Taking him deeper.

Harder.

“Fuck, baby. You like the way I fill your cunt?”

No one has ever talked to me like Lucky is, and it’s like a drug pushing me higher than I knew I could go. An addiction I’m going to want to feed.

“Give me what I want, Lex.” He thrusts up and pulls me down. “Come on my cock the way you came on my mouth.”

And holy hell, I want that too.

Another bolt of lightning illuminates the room, and I shatter like a live wire spraying sparks of electricity in a golden glow around us.

“Lucky,” I cry out as shockwaves rack my body.

But he doesn’t stop. Lucky slows his thrusts, and fucks me through my orgasm, dragging out every last second of ecstasy until I’m lying limp in his arms, practically catatonic.

Until he flips us over and lays me down against the bed.

My legs still wrapped around his hips, as he fucks me slowly.

Dragging out each thrust until I can’t take anymore.

“Lucky. I can’t. It’s too much,” I practically cry, my body is so overstimulated.

“Yeah, baby, you can.” He cups my ass in his hands and shifts us so he’s hitting a whole new angle, bringing my body back to life and burying his face in my neck.

Fucking me like he never wants to stop.

Like we only have tonight.

Like it just hit him.

“Stay with me, Lex,” he growls as his finger finds my clit, and I moan and give in to the pleasure and the pain.

A need stronger than any storm hits me hard and fast, and I wrap my arms around Lucky as we fuck our way into oblivion.

Lost in the perfect.

Lost in him.