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“Too much for you, Vinny,” I taunted, feeling another sting to my ass, and then the feel of his dick pushing forward.

“Oh, God!” I cried. His dick filled me up.

“Take the dick like you’re supposed to, Nyla. Show me what you can do.”

His words were a challenge, and I knew if I gave him a reason to think he outfucked me, then we’d have a debate forever.

Releasing my hands, he fell flat on top of me, pumping faster, whispering in my ear all the things he wants to do me for the rest of our lives.

“Vincenzo, I love you.”

Slipping my leg out a little more gave me more access to go deeper, and we both groaned in pleasure. The obsession Vincenzo has me in I can admit started when we first met, and I wondered how he’d be in bed, and each time has lived up to those expectations.

“I need to come!”

“Only come when I tell you to, pretty lady.” Easing out, he slipped his fingers inside like a dick stroking me fast. My eyesight became blurry and skin tingly, seeing stars.

“Vincenzo! Please, oh, God.”

“Listen to me, Nyla, and listen good.”

“Yes! Anything I promise.” His tongue became my favorite toy, taking his groan into my mouth, savoring my taste. Driving his long thick dick to my entrance, his hands journeyed from my hips to my waist, resting just shy of my breasts. Circling his hips, he pulled me close to his chest, anchoring his leg on the bed. Breathing heavily, his fingers playing with my clit gave me double pleasure.

“You are mine, and when I tell you something for your own safety, you listen.”

“Okay,” I whimpered.

He drove hard, lifting my head with a hand around my throat, the other on my stomach, squeezing not too tight, but enough to make me feel his presence. Right when I though he could do nothing else, he smacked my pussy, over and over. Grunting in my ear how I will take his dick every time like a good little wife.

“Oh yes, shit… keep going.” I shuddered and almost fell when he held onto me tightly as I came, then he released his own orgasm right behind.

I turned to face him. He hovered over me. We fought with our lips to be the top alpha, and I relaxed in his arms, wrapped my legs around him, took hold of his dick again, and slid him into my pussy. He roared in my ear after slamming into me. Sensations tightened in my chest; it felt like we were floating in the air. The entire room seemed to spin as I felt his bare, slick skin against me, and we came together again, then caught our breath.

“How do you feel about me going to talk to Nancy?”

Opening his eyes. “Talk to her for what?”

“Maybe I can convince her we had nothing to do with Mark’s death.” Flipping on my stomach, I ran a hand through his hair, watching the frown on his face turn into a scowl.

“Nyla, you want me to be honest with you?”

“Yes.”

“She’s already dead.”

After catching his gaze, I didn’t flinch. “I guess it was matter of time. She spoke too much in public.”

“We thrive on loyalty, and the moment someone challenges our name, it becomes a problem we need to eliminate.”

“I understand.”

“How do you feel about killing Cono?”

“Are you asking if I’m sad?”

“Any type of feeling is something.”

After straddling his lap, I lied flat on his chest, kissing each nipple, then along his throat, before gently biting and sucking on his ear.

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