He wasn't stopping on such play as he finally brought her to the bed, now rid of all her dresses while he bent in between her legs, he didn't notice he was muttering so possessively under his breath while his lips came closer at the center of her glory.
Mine. Mine. You're mine, Elia....your mine...
Ricco said like a mantra while he pleasured his woman with his kisses. Annah's hands were on his head, pushing his mouth more to licked her clean while she writhed too much in sinful inclinations.
"Ricco..."she panted in need. "Ric..."
And he can't be more in lust after hearing her in such adoring tone of her voice, as if purring on him like a cat. He didn't want it to end so easily, he waited so long for this. So he played her expertly until she was mad in the begging to finally ease her tension.
