Devoted (Beneath the Mask, #3)

by Luna Mason

“And what would a book boyfriend do next, then, Mr. Russo?” With that, he spins us around, and my back hits the cool wall. I part my lips to speak, but I’m at a loss for words. He has a look of pure hunger as he rolls his bottom lip between his teeth.

“He would probably slide his fingers inside her to get her nice and wet, dripping all over his hand. At the same time, sucking on her big, beautiful breasts.”

“He would probably then hold her up by her throat, squeezing just enough to stop the air but not enough to pass out. Enough she could only focus on his thick, pierced cock pounding into her, hitting that sweet spot that has her trembling and panting, all while she’s fighting for air.”

“And then, right before she’s about to explode, her legs trembling, her heart rate spiking, he would slide one of his soaking fingers into her asshole to set off her fireworks.”

I’m almost orgasming from his filthy mouth. Unbelievable, a man who can get a woman off with words.

“I’m not quite done,” he growls. I bite the inside of my lip. “You’re really going the whole distance with this. Carry on…”

“He would take her to bed and lay her down, ripping every shred of clothing off of her and demand she grab the headboard. Once she does, he’d loosen his tie and roll up his sleeves, leaving her waiting in anticipation. She will be begging for more. Only then will he join her on the bed, grab her perfect ass in both hands to hold himself and lick her clean. Fucking her with his tongue, maybe even both holes. Until her hips are bucking against his face and he is smothered in her sweet juices.”

“Jesus Christ, Luca,” I moan. “Yes, she would probably moan just like that. But louder, she would be screaming my, I mean his, name until her lungs were burning. And then do you know what he’d do?”

“He’d pull her spent body into his arms and kiss her. One of those earth shattering, make you come on the spot kisses.”

His gaze locks on my lips, his pupils dilating making his eyes black. “Show me,” I whisper.

“Please. I want this. I need you.” I tug him closer to me. “Everything. I want it all. With you. I’m ready.”

“Can I kiss you? I can’t stop replaying it in my head.” I nod. Me neither.

“Words,Rosa. If we do this, we do this properly. I want to worship every inch of you. But it has to be completely on your terms. You are always in control.” His face is serious, but my body is on fire. “Luca, I want this. Shit, I want this so much. Please.”

“Be the first man to ever make me come.” “Oh fuck,” he groans, his warm breath hitting my lips.

Nerves bubble under the surface. What if I’m not good enough? What if I’m too broken? And the last one worries me the most. What if he still can’t do it for me?

“Hey, are you sure about this?” His deep voice distracts me from my spinning mind. I look at him, the hunger in his eyes, the concern in his voice, and I smile. “I am. I’m just worried I’m not enough for you. I want all these things, I just don’t know if I’m really capable, I guess.”

It’s my awful reality. I’ve never had the touch of a m...

“It’s you, Rosa. Just simply by existing, you are perfect. Even if you want to just lay here and let me worship your body for the night, we can do that. This is new for me too. What I d...

“Baby, this is only about you. I want to give you everything. I don’t need anything in return. I can wait. I will wait until you’re truly ready for me. Even if you have to cuff me to the bed. We can’t rush this.” He

Visions of a naked Luca, cuffed to the bed letting me have my way with him have me soaking my panties.

“You need to have a safe word, Rosa. If anything is too m...

“Il Mio Tesoro, give me a word, please.” I grin and say the first thing that pops into my head. A word that makes me feel safe. “Treasure.”

My heart almost stops when she says the word. I don’t think she realizes just how much I do treasure her. “Good girl.” I roll her bottom lip with my thumb and brush my lips gently over hers.

“I want to feel alive. I’ve never been with anyone else–since. You would be my first,” she whispers so quietly I have to stop for a second to register her words. I go completely still. “It would be a fucking honor, Rosa.” My chest swells, I can’t even hide the smile.

“You are delectable,” I say against her soft skin.

“You’re beautiful, Rosa.”

She deserves to know what it’s like to feel cherished. To feel special, because this woman truly is.

“I want to savor you, tesoro.”

I sit back on my heels and take a moment to take in this beauty before me.

“Baby, I’m yours. You want my cock, you take it.”

“God, Luca.” Her head arches against the pillow. “I am, yes. Now, lift those hips for me, baby. Let me in.”

Let me taste you?”

“Ride my face then, baby,”

“Y-you’re pierced?” She licks her lips, not taking her eyes off it. I look down at the silver stud and swipe my thumb over the barbell. “Trust me, you’ll love it.”

of course he is 🥵

“We’ve prepped. I’ll go nice and slow. You’ll stretch around me perfectly. If it hurts, we stop. I promise.”

“Or you can get me off like this, because fuck, it’s hot,” I grunt.

“Do you want to ride me, baby? You set the pace, take what you want from me. The power is all in your hands. Always.”

This is about her; she deserves to have the power. Claim back a part of her that was ripped from her.

Putting my hands back behind my head, she leans forward, her hand grabs my throat to hold herself upright. “Well, fuck, that’s new,” I choke out. “Oops, sorry.” She lifts herself back up, her cheeks now red. “Leave the hand there, Rosa.” I tug at her arm to put her hand back.

“Squeeze that hand tighter, baby.”

Her nails dig into my neck, and I wince as she pierces the skin. Between that and her pussy suffocating my dick, I’m on fire.

“Take all of me, right up until you feel that piercing hit...

“Breathe, baby, you’re doing so well, just a little bit more for me.”

“So perfect, Rosa. You feel so good.”

“This is so hot.” I wish I could take a picture so I can remember this image forever.

“That was—” I don’t even have words, like an out of body experience. “Perfect.” She finishes my sentence for me.

“Oh my god, Luca, you’re bleeding!” “You’ve left your mark on me.” In more ways than one.

he hands me a little black notepad and pen. “What’s this for?” Is this where he keeps track of the girls he beds?

“Write down everything you want to explore. All those things you read about in books that get you all hot and flustered. All of your desires you’ve never had an opportunity to try.” “W-why?” He would really do this for me? “You don’t think it’s weird?” He grunts, thrusting the pen between my fingers. “The opposite. It will be my new bucket list, baby. I want to tick off every single thing you write in there.”

Anal, hand necklaces, can I squirt?, spitting, edging, sixty-nine, Back door play on him?