Page 51 of The Bonventi War

A soft moan escapes my lips as I touch myself, putting on a show for my unseen audience. I arch my back, letting the pleasure build slowly. In my mind, it's Gio's fingers bringing me to the edge, Gio's mouth on my skin.

I lose myself in the fantasy, in the knowledge that he's watching me. My movements become more frantic, my breath coming in short gasps. When I finally come, it's with Gio's name on my lips.

Just as I come down from my high, fingers slick, there's a stern knock at my door.

"If you open this door right now, I'm going to devour you," Gio growls.

I lick my lips as I stand up, my body flooding with heat at his words.

At the door, I pause for just a moment, savoring the raw electricity I'm feeling.

Then I turn the lock and open it.

"I'm all yours."

24

RAVEN

Gio is on me in an instant, kicking the door shut as he slams me against the wall. His breath is ragged, his eyes dark, wild, desperate, and possessive.

His hand finds my throat, gripping with just the right pressure as he pins me in place.

His gaze drops to my lips, drags lower over my breasts, then lifts back to meet mine.

"You think you can tease me like that and get away with it?" he asks, his tone dripping with raw erotic power.

A gasp escapes me as fire courses through my body. I hook one leg around him, pulling his hips flush against mine. "Guess you'll have to teach me a lesson, then," I breathe.

His thumb rubs against my lips, and then he releases me, grabs his button-down shirt, and rips it off in one motion before tossing it to the floor. "Oh, I intend to."

His mouth crashes into mine, hungry and demanding. I meet him with equal passion, my fingers tangling in his hair as I archinto him. The hard planes of his body pin me against the wall—I don't even feel the coolness as the heat is burning too deep between us.

Gio's hand grips my hair and pulls my head back, his tongue trailing down to suck on my nipples. I moan as the sensation sends sparks of pleasure through me, making my legs weak.

I feel his hard cock as he grins against me, my panties soaked, my body calling for him.

He slides his hand down, slipping under my underwear, and strokes my lips, feeling my wetness.

"Look at you," Gio says as he comes up and kisses me. "So ready for me. Is this what you wanted when you put on that little show?"

I nod, breathless. "Yes," I admit. "I wanted you to watch. To come for me," I say, sliding down to grab his dick through his pants. "To crave me."

A low growl rumbles in Gio's chest. He pulls back slightly, his eyes roaming over my body.

"Turn around," he commands, and I obey completely.

I press my palms against the wall, and Gio's hands skim down my sides, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He hooks his fingers in the waistband of my panties, slowly dragging them down my legs.

Tossing them to the side, he starts placing gentle kisses on my back. I close my eyes and moan as his kisses turn to licks.

As his tongue slowly slides across my shoulder blade, I hear the clink of his belt being undone, and out of the corner of my eye, Isee him toss his pants and boxer briefs. Gio's hands grip my hips tightly as he positions himself. I slide down the wall, bending over, allowing him to have the access he needs to fill me.

His right hand grabs a fistful of my hair and squeezes, pulling my vision from the floor to the ceiling.

"Did you want me to crave you like this?"

"Yes," I moan, pressing back against him.