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I step forward, fully clothed. The contrast between us is erotic. I’m wearing my clothes still, slacks and a white linen shirt. I move forward until the fabric of my pants touches against her wet center.

Shit.

The moisture she leaves on me feels like a brand.

“Elio,” she moans, arching against me. I can feel the warmth of her through the fabric at my front, and my cock twitches as I itch to get inside her.

“One moment, cara mia,” I murmur. I quickly go and lock the door, then come back.

I pause, looking at the sight that spreads before me.

I have never been more grateful for a locked door in my life.

I resume my position, parting Caterina’s legs. She leans up, tugging at the corners of my shirt.

I smile at her. “Oh Caterina. I think I’ll have you just like this,” I murmur, putting her hands gently back down on the desk.

She pouts, worrying her bottom lip between her small, pearly teeth. “I want to touch you,” she whispers.

“You will, amore. You will,” I murmur. I use my hand to skim the length of her body, palming down from her neck, skating down between her breasts until my fingers caress the tips of her pleasure.

She sighs. “Please?”

With my other hand, I undo my belt, and pull down my pants. I free myself from where I’ve been straining against the fabric, and we both gasp as the soft flesh of my cock meets her entrance.

“Will you take me, Caterina?” I rumble.

In response, she tilts her pelvis. The head of me slips inside her, and I grunt at the feeling of her around me.

“You are perfect,” I murmur. I move my hands so they’re on the outside of her hips, my fingers digging in to the sweet curve of her flesh. Slowly, I press forward, pushing my cock inside her slick entrance.

“God, I missed you,” she murmurs.

I still.

“More, Elio,” she begs.

I can’t deny her.

Slowly, I keep pressing forward. The way she grips me, I could die and go to heaven. There’s nothing but Caterina, the sweet clench of her body around me. The feeling of her slickness, coating me, welcoming me inside her.

The breathy moan she makes as I seat myself, my hips pressing against the backs of her thighs.

She shudders when I’m fully seated, and her breasts jiggle slightly with the motion.

Fuck.

She feels so good.

No woman has ever felt as good as Caterina.

“You take me so well, tesoro mia,” I whisper to her. Her head is thrown back, her dark curls brushing the top of the desk.

I begin to move.

Every slide of my cock reveals her wetness coating me. Every movement is as heavenly as the first, and as I begin to pick up momentum, I feel her start to shudder around me.

I want to laugh at how quickly she is going to come for me.

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