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He reaches out, his hand lightly grazing my shoulder, sending a jolt of electricity through me. I shiver again, my breath hitching as I wait for what will come next.

“More,” he whispers, his voice low and commanding. I nod, knowing he wants to see more of my passion, my desire for him.

I increase the tempo of my touches, my fingers moving faster and harder, my body arching to meet them. The arousal I feel is all-consuming, and I can feel my orgasm building, the anticipation so intense it threatens to overwhelm me.

He watches me intently, his breathing ragged as he drinks in the sight of my passion. His eyes never leave my face, and I can see the hunger and desire reflected there.

He steps closer still, his body flush against mine, and I can feel the hardness of him through his clothes.

“Touch me,” I whisper, my voice barely a breath, unable to contain the need I feel any longer.

He smiles a predator’s grin, and unbuttons his shirt, revealing the chiseled chest that has haunted my dreams for so long.

I reach out tentatively, my fingers tracing the lines of his muscles, feeling the warmth of his skin under my fingertips. His chest is hard and powerful, and I can’t help but want to explore further.

He lifts me up, my legs wrapping around his waist, and carries me to his bedroom. We fall down together onto his bed, his body covering mine, and I can feel his cock pressing against me.

He breaks away, his eyes locked on mine, and I see a hunger there that I know I can satisfy. He moves down my body, his lips trailing kisses along my neck, my shoulders, my chest.

I arch my back, offering myself to him, my heart pounding with anticipation.

He reaches the juncture of my thighs, and I gasp as his tongue touches me, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I moan loudly, my hands gripping the sheets, as he continues his exploration, his tongue dipping inside me, his fingers teasing my clit.

My orgasm is building, the tension coiling tight inside me, and I know it’s only a matter of time before it explodes. He knows it too, and he continues his assault on my senses, his tongue flicking against me, his fingers moving faster and harder.

“Yes!” I cry out, my body shaking as the wave of pleasure crashes over me. He continues to lick and suck, his tongue throbbing against me, prolonging the moment, adding to the intensity.

I reach down, pulling him up my body, guiding him towards me, feeling his hardness against my sensitive flesh.

With a gasp, I ease his cock inside me, and we both cry out at the sensation.

He knows I’m close, and he wants to take me over the edge with him.

“Come for me,” he whispers, his voice hoarse with emotion. “Let me feel you come around my cock.”

He thrusts harder, his hips moving in a frenzied dance, his cock pounding into me, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

“Yes, yes,” I moan, my body arching, my nails digging into his back, my eyes locked on his. “I’m coming, I’m coming!”

His face contorts with pleasure, his eyes glazed with desire, as he thrusts into me one last time, his release flooding my body, joining with mine.

He looks at me, his eyes soft with emotion. “You’re good at taking control,” he says, his voice a low rumble. “I’ll remember that.”

“I’m so happy,” I whisper, my head resting on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. “My king.”

“My queen,” he responds, his hand sliding down my body.

12

ALESSANDRO

Six months later…

I’m seated in my expansive home office, the ambiance defined by dark wood bookshelves brimming with various tomes, and a large, imposing desk.

Around me are my key lieutenants. The air is thick with the gravity of our discussion as we delve into the current state of our operations.

“Marco, how are the ports?” I ask. “We need to tighten our grip on the shipping routes. More efficient smuggling, less interference. What’s your plan?”

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