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“He’s not in this room, understand me?”

Throwing her head back, cupping her chin, I snaked my tongue in her mouth and tweaked her nipple, rising up and picking up my strokes.

“Come, now!” I commanded, watching her body tremble at my voice. Giving her orgasms became my new favorite task at that moment as she squirted. It was the first of many to come, and happened right as I had my own release while holding her in my arms.

“I didn’t expect that.” She buried her face in her hands.

I grinned. “Expect what?”

“You to be that good,” she grinned, making me smirk, pulling out of her and lying flat on my back.

“Fucking crazy girl,” I sighed.

“And you’re fucking huge, at least nine inches. My pussy is going to be sore tomorrow,” Nyla said.

Feeling in between her thighs, I said, “I’ll be gentle next go round.” I pressed against her cheek.

“Next go round,” she smiled.

“Pretty lady, I might like you in my bed at all times.” I pinched her cheek.

“What happened to me being your bad bitch?”

“Based on those moves, in the bedroom you are my bad bitch. In public though, you're my wife.”

“I like that.” She pecked me on the lips.

“Kinky ass.” Brushing a hand against her butt, slapping it, I rubbed off the sting.

Watching her yawn, I wanted to have another taste before we got fully deep into sleep. Lifting her up, she popped her eyes open.

“What are you—? Wait, Vincenzo!” She panted, gliding down my pole, planting her hands on my chest. Slowly, I helped her to ride me back and forth.

“Go at your own pace, pretty lady.”

“Too much. I can’t, Vincenzo.” Her trembling limbs clung to me.

After thrusting up, she cried out. I wrapped my hand around her throat, pushing into her again.

“Show me what you can do. You are my wife right?” My brow hiked, suspended until she gently slapped me across the face.

Softly, her breath fanned my face as she bent down, kissing me with a hunger that belied her outward calm. My hands folded over her perfect, mouthwatering globes. Flesh against flesh, imprisoned in a web of arousal. I bucked deeper into her and growled, then jerked her head back and branded her neck with a reminder of who she was fucking right at that moment and would be for the rest of her future.

She cried out for release. “Fucking play with me Vincenzo.”

“Where’s the grown woman that knows how to take my dick?”

“She’s right here.” Nyla rolled her hips, reached behind herself and massaging my balls.

Her arousal dripped down my pole, giving me the gift I’d been waiting for since we joined in marriage.

All night, we made love. I finally emptied my balls, and we showered together, then fell into bed in our room.

I told her she’d be moving her things over tomorrow.

Chapter 15

Nyla

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