about my blood.
I couldn't help myself. "Yours. Yours, Simon."
The growl calmed to a purr as he licked my neck once more, before nuzzling me tenderly. "Mine. Mine, la mia."
"Yes, yours.” My pitiful mewl turned into a short gasp as he pinched one puckered nipple between his fingers, his mouth lowering to possess the other. I let my hands drop to his shoulders, my fingertips digging into the pale material of his lab shirt. "Doctor Treviso."
Another loud rumble burst from his chest, and he thrust his hips against mine, his erection quite obvious as he trailed his free hand down my stomach, where my jeans seemed to have come undone without my ever noticing. He deftly slipped his fingers beneath the silk and lace of my underwear, now damp and somewhat uncomfortable, and parted the swollen lips, two long digits sinking into the wet heat he found there. He flicked his thumb over the swollen nub and released my nipple to mumble in my ear, "Again, cara mia." He thrust his hips against me, commanding, "Say it again, tesoro ."
I whimpered, desperate and not afraid to let him know it. "Please, Doctor Treviso."
"Very good. Molto buono, bella mia, " he praised before pressing his fingers deeper and hissing when I tightened around his hand. "That's it, mia diletta ." He purred encouragingly while he worked me into a frenzy, his thumb fluttering furiously over the sensitive button of nerves as his fingers thrust in and out of me.
I panted as my body strained for its release. "Oh God, Simon!"
He rumbled in my ear, his lips catching my earlobe and tugging gently before he demanded, "You should know better, Miss Capriola. Did you not just inform Miss Kinley I deserved more respect? While in this university, you will address me appropriately."
“Fuck! Doctor Treviso… Oh God,” I keened. "Close. Please.”
I was begging like I had just accused Madison of doing, but I didn’t have the time or energy to ponder the irony as he crooked his fingers inside me and I was assaulted with a wave of pleasure so intense it was almost painful. My back curved off the desk, and I writhed on the smooth desktop, my scream cut off by his lips on mine. He continued working me, harder, faster, deeper, and I felt my body drawing closer to its peak while his thumb played me expertly.
"Please, Simon," I panted, thrusting my hips against his hand firmly. "So close. Fuck!"
He brought his lips close to my ear and purred for me. "You do realize, Sofia," he cooed as he stroked his fingers roughly against my clenching walls, "that is the last time I will allow you to call me that name here."
Whether he was serious about this unexpected kink or if he was just tormenting me, I wasn’t sure. Either way, it was hot as hell, and I responded accordingly, voicing my understanding while my body spasmed around him, garnering a short growl.
"Yes, mia bella Sofia ." The combination of his constant rumbling and his fingers pumping me feverishly hurtled me toward the edge of reality. "Now, be a good girl for me . Vieni. Come. Vieni per me, mio tesoro . Come for me, pet."
I was already disappearing in the bliss I felt, so he really didn't have to tell me again. I was his entirely—his mate, his love—and my body responded to him as it had since the moment I met him. I almost didn’t recognize the sounds coming from my throat when my aching pussy convulsed around his fingers. "Doctor Treviso!"
I rode a powerful wave of emotions and physical ecstasy, my vision growing hazy while he embraced my shivering body. I felt high, like I was flying on some invisible cloud, and I was not sure how long it was before I came down. When my sight was clear, and my breathing and my heart rate were under control, I smiled.
If his expression was anything to go by, I was certain it was a rather goofy-looking one, but I couldn’t help it. This experience was a hundred times better than the limited encounters I’d had in the past—those had been sloppy and just downright