Twisted Hearts (The Camorra Chronicles, #5)

by Cora Reilly

“I’m all yours now, Kitty.” Was he really? He kissed my throat then made his way up to my lips. His tongue teased them open, nudged, caressed, stroked the inside of my mouth until everything was spinning and my panties stuck to my center. I didn’t even know it could be like that.

“So you want to make me wait.” “You’ll have to wait, or you’ll have to take what you want against my will.” He kissed my cheek. “Ahh, Kitty, you know that’s not my style. I want your pussy to scream for my cock, and it’ll happen. This game you’re playing, I’m a master in it. The wait will be every bit as torturous for you as it’ll be for me, trust me.”

“Get off me. I’m tired and want to get ready.” “Of course,” he said as he straightened his knee, lightly brushing my crotch. I twitched at the spike of pleasure, my eyes widening, my breath halting.

Suddenly, I felt him behind me and he pressed the softest kiss to the nape of my neck. “My God, Gem, you’re killing me.” A smile tugged at my mouth at the longing in his voice. “That makes you happy?”

“My God, Gem, you’re killing me.” A smile tugged at my mouth at the longing in his voice. “That makes you happy?” Biting my lip, I hurried into the bathroom and closed the door. My heart was hammering against my ribcage.

“What are you doing?” I whispered. “Jerking off since you refuse to take care of it for me.” “I’m sure you have a girl on speed dial who’d gladly help you.” Savio’s gaze was pure fire. “No other girls, Gem.”

“I never said you weren’t sexy.” He stopped beside me, his hand sliding over my hip and lower back, as he leaned down, close to my ear. “To be honest, seeing you in my sweatpants is the fucking sexiest thing I can imagine, so thank you for that.”

“To be honest, seeing you in my sweatpants is the fucking sexiest thing I can imagine, so thank you for that.” I shivered but gave a small shrug. “I didn’t try to be sexy for you.” “And yet you are,”

“I didn’t try to be sexy for you.” “And yet you are,” he murmured. “I’ve never jerked off as quickly as I did with the idea...

“I’ve never jerked off as quickly as I did with the idea of being the...

“Well, you won’t be tonight.” “Not tonight, but eventually, Gem. I’ll be the only man that’ll ever be inside you. I’ll be the first everything.”

“I’m serious, Savio,” she said quietly. “I know this seems like a game, but… I want a marriage, a partnership. I want to get to know you better. I want us to become a team.”

“Nothing’s stopping us. We have our whole life.” Fuck, I’d really said it.

“For you, this is probably business as usual, having a girl in your bed.” Being in a bed with a girl, definitely. But this? “You’re the only girl who’s ever been in my bed.”

“Really?” “Really. This is my place, and I never felt like having anyone invade it.” “And now I’m here.” “You are.” I stroked a curl away from her forehead. I didn’t mind having her here, quite the contrary. Gemma’s presence didn’t feel like an invasion of my privacy. “I want to kiss you.”

“I want to kiss you.” Gemma gave a small nod and I took her mouth, dipped inside. Her eyes fluttered shut, and I closed mine too, something I rarely did, but fuck, I only wanted to feel. And Gemma felt perfect in my arms. Her body molded with mine, our legs scissor...

something I rarely did, but fuck, I only wanted to feel. And Gemma felt perfect in my arms. Her body molded with mine, our legs scissoring until the heat radiating from her pussy seemed to scorch my thigh. My palm pressed into her lower back, tempted to move lower, cup those round globes. I wanted to take this further, all the fucking way, but more than that, I w...

“You can trust me. You can talk about everything with me.” Her fingertips brushed over my wrist.

“You are right. You wanted to get inside me, not allow me to glimpse inside your head.”

on. “Do you trust Serafina completely?”

“Do you trust Serafina completely?”

“I do,”

“How did you allow yourself to trust her?” How could you? “It happened. She saved me when she should have killed me. She forgave me for destroying the life she’d grown up in. She betrayed her family for me.”

among us, among my children, Nino’s sons, Fabiano’s daughter. I’d never risk either of their lives only so you can get a taste of virgin pussy. So you better tell me now that you think she’s deserving of our trust, of your trust.”

“Then what’s the problem?” I gave him an ironic smile. As if he didn’t know. “Me. The problem is me.”

“Me. The problem is me.”

“Make that a big fat never, Kitty. You are my wife. It’s a hard-earned privilege to see my dick, so you should appreciate it.”

“I was an asshole, Gem.” “Yes, you were.” “We’re already agreeing on one important thing. That’s a start, right?”

I gripped her hips and hoisted her up so she could grab the bar, then I released her. Her butt was at eye level now and I couldn’t help but imagine how it would be to eat her out like this. It would be a fun challenge to see how long she could hang from the bar while I did.

gripped her hips and hoisted her up so she could grab the bar, then I released her. Her butt was at eye level now and I couldn’t help but imagine how it would be to eat her out like this. It would be a fun challenge to see how long she could hang from the bar while I did.

Gemma doing deadlifts. It was a magnificent view. I watched her do another deadlift, my mind wandering to how it would be to have her bend over like that and bury my face in her pussy, really eat her out until my face was covered in her juices, make her come good and hard before I’d fuck her.

I watched her do another deadlift, my mind wandering to how it would be to have her bend over like that and bury my face in her pussy, really eat her out until my face was covered in her juices, make her come good and hard before I’d fuck her.

“Come on, Gem,” I said in a low voice. “Is it really so bad that the sight of you bending over gives me a hard-on?”

Savio’s kisses were addicting and I was the junkie that couldn’t resist its favorite drug. Slowly his lips traveled south, licking and nibbling my throat in a tantalizing way that sent spears of desire through my entire body.

He sucked at my skin until the teasing prickling turned into a dull pain. I gasped from the mix of pain and pleasure. He pulled back with a satisfied grin and my hand flew up to touch the throbbing

“Did you give me a hickey?” I whispered in a voice I hardly recognized. “You are mine, and I like seeing proof of it on your body.” I was torn between shoving h...

“You are mine, and I like seeing proof of it...

“I’m Savio’s wife.” Nevio gave me an uncomprehending look. “That’s how we felt when we found out Savio was considering marriage,” Remo said dryly.

Nevio gave me an uncomprehending look. “That’s how we felt when we found out Savio was considering marriage,” Remo said dryly.

Savio spread his arms. “Hey, I’m a good husband.” I snorted, couldn’t help myself, then flushed when everyone looked my way.

“Leave him be. His blue balls make him irritable,” Remo said. My eyes widened. Serafina elbowed her husband. “Stop it.”

He took my hand. I loved how he always did it without hesitation as if I’d always been at his side. For me, physical closeness with him was something

“And embarrassed,” Savio added, brushing his fingertips over the hickey on my throat. “That too.” He chuckled. “We’ll see how long you’ll blush so easily.”

He kissed my throat, squeezing my waist.

“I didn’t think your place would be this clean.

“I prefer it clean.”

Thats sexy

The moment he spotted me lounging in my bikini, his expression became so hungry that I felt like we were doing something indecent.

Savio was watching me made me feel hot and bothered. Soon we were alone. Savio was still in street clothes but made me feel naked. “You’re staring.” He shook his head. “I think you’re really trying to kill me, Gem. That bikini is a joke.”

Savio was still in street clothes but made me feel naked. “You’re staring.” He shook his head. “I think you’re really trying to kill me, Gem. That bikini is a joke.”

“Did you know that you have the prettiest dimples…” Savio began. I didn’t bother to turn around. “I don’t—” “…above your perfectly shaped ass.” I snapped my mouth shut. “What are you talk—” His hot breath ghosted over my lower back. “Right here,” he said in a low voice that sent a pleasant shiver through my body. His mouth touched a spot right above my ass. Shock shot through me, then indignation, and I was about to whirl on him. Then he began to suck the spot and my limbs turned to mush. What was happening? Heat pooled in my belly. Oh my God.