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I tremble, hating how he’s right.
It’s only because I want experience.
Not because I want every part of him he’ll offer.
Not because I want him to want me like he’s never wanted anyone.
“Now, my turn.” He rotates his fingers, stretching me, and I scrunch my face as pain shoots through me.
I inhale a deep breath and exhale when he adds another finger.
I grew up in a world of pain. It’s only natural that I enjoy it too.
“On a scale from one to ten, how much are you lying about not wanting me to fuck you?”
I’m surprised I can speak as his fingers move faster. “You decided the subject of your secret. It’s only fair that I do the same.”
“It’d better be a good one if you don’t want me half-ass eating your pussy.”
I highly doubt Antonio has ever half-assed eating pussy.
He doesn’t half-ass anything.
My eyes shoot open when he rams a fourth fucking finger inside me.
I gulp. “I’m scared I’ll always be alone—a Mafia princess forever stuck in her castle, who will never find true love.”
He smirks, as if my secret invigorates him, and slides my legs over the sheets to position himself between them while skillfully keeping his fingers inside me.
I shamelessly widen them to provide him more room.
He lowers his head to where I want but then lifts to lock gazes with me. “I don’t want you to ever find true love, princess, because any other man who tries to rescue you from your castle will die at my hands.”
He doesn’t wait for a response. Instead, he slides his tongue down my slit, bites a fold, and jerks his head to the side like hewants to rip me open. Then he pleasures me. Even though he’s only touched me a few nights, it’s like he knows exactly what turns me on and how to meet my needs.
I make him stop periodically to tell me secrets. It’s not every five seconds though. He does the same, but his timing is always right before my orgasm.
“I dreamed about killing a man for holding the door open for you and staring at your ass,” he tells me through gritted teeth.
“I’ve never shared a bed with anyone.”
“My favorite drink is cognac in the winter and whiskey in the summer.”
“I’ve thought of you while touching myself.”
“I forced Vinny to ask Natalia about your favorite body wash so I could smell it as I jerked off in the shower.”
“I shouldn’t want you like this.” My body is on fire, feeling higher and higher, and I never want to come down.
Minutes pass before he comes up for air, still fingering me, and says, “I fucking hate you for making me want you like this. You deserve for me to torture you just for that.”
He plays with me until I fall apart. As my body trembles, he pins it to the bed while working his way up my body until his waist is above my face. I gulp right before he feeds me his cock.
“This mouth is mine.” He slides his cock inside it again. “For the rest of our fucking lives. You’ll never pleasure another man with it.”
He viciously fucks my mouth.
“Don’t you dare swallow,” he says as he comes in my mouth. With his hand still around my throat, he jerks me up. “Show me.”
