31. Lark

Chapter thirty-one

Lark

Friday, March 21, 2025

A large, warm arm is draped across my abdomen, drawing me into Gianni’s hard chest. That isn’t the only thing about him that’s hard though.

His cock is pressing into my lower back, and I can’t help but wiggle my ass into it. He grunts, sliding his hand down my abdomen and cupping me through my sleep shorts. “If you keep moving like that, I’ll need you to do something about it, little red.”

Placing my hand over his to urge him on, a moan slips past my lips as he pushes my shorts aside and slides a finger through my folds. From the end of the bed, I see Rex lift his head, squinting his eyes to glare at us. I reluctantly push Gianni’s hand away. “The dogs are in here,” I grumble, upset by that reality.

He slides out of bed, yanking me out from under the covers and tossing me over his shoulder. I hang so low on his back that his ass is directly in my face. He grunts as I pinch his ass cheek while he hauls me into the kitchen, setting me down on the countertop.

“You,” he points a long finger at my chest, “are a fucking menace.”

“Well, it was in my face! I couldn’t help it. Besides, I’m hungry. You should be glad I didn’t try to take a bite out of all that cake you’ve got back there!”

“Good news for you then because I’m starving, and I plan to have a bite of you for breakfast.”

Heat spreads down my body as he steps into me, grabbing the waistband of my shorts and sliding them down my legs, dropping them at his side. He lowers to his knees, parting my thighs and tossing them over his shoulders. His tongue darts out, licking the exposed flesh and settling on that sensitive bundle of nerves.

“You taste so damn sweet.” He groans, lapping at me. My body is on fire.

Tingles of pleasure ripple through me, my nipples peaking at the sensations lighting me up. He draws back, nipping at my inner thighs and my pussy lips before diving back in to feast on me.

My fingers tangle in his hair, holding him to me. “Gi,” I moan between gasps of air.

The hard counter beneath me is a cold contrast to the heat of his tongue as it delves inside me. “If I could have this for breakfast every day, I’d be a happy man,” he says with a moan.

Something about that both lights me up and saddens me.

He is so clearly not a happy person in his day-to-day life, but when we’re together? He seems content, and that’s enough for me. For now .

His thumb presses against my clit, bringing me out of my thoughts. “Is this enough for you, or do you want my fingers too?”

“Everything.” I gasp. “Give me everything.”

“I’ll give you a single finger, and you’ll like it,” he grits out. “If I give you everything, you won’t make it into work today because the next time my dick is buried inside this sweet cunt, I fully plan on breaking your goddamn legs.”

One thick, long finger slides into me, my pussy walls clamping down around him as he sucks on my clit, alternating movements that drive me wild. The tension is too heavy, coiling inside me like a taut spring. I’m seconds from climax as he sucks my clit into his mouth, dragging it lightly between his teeth and slipping a second finger inside me.

I go off like a bomb. My hips buck against him, my chest heaving as I moan his name. “Gi, oh god, yes!”

“So good, ma petite rouge . Just so damn good,” he mumbles into my core.

***

Pressing a kiss to his chin, I walk Gianni out. “You sure you can’t stay for me to return the favor?”

He shakes his head adamantly. “I’m not keeping track here, Lark, but if I were, I fully anticipate you to be in the lead. And honestly? That’d make me the real winner.” He smirks, leaning down to close the distance between us. My arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to me as he claims my mouth in a feverish kiss before heading back to his apartment .

Once he’s gone, I lean against my door, looking down at Tiny and Rex as they watch me from the living room. “What am I going to do about this, you guys?” I ask them, knowing they won’t answer.