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“Contessa,” he rasps against my ear, as my legs bounce with the snap of his hips. He’s getting more desperate. I moan softly for him, encouraging him to give me what he needs. I want to take it for him, want to bring him to my brink. Every thrust stokes that ember of pleasure until it becomes a proper fire, burning hot and low.

“Please,” I hear myself say, latching onto the word as the pleasure grows and grows, pleasure that I’ve never felt, never even dreamed before.

“That’s it, gorgeous,” Salvatore says, in that dark, heated tone that melts me. “Don’t fight it.” His hand tightens in my hair, holding me back and keeping our eyes locked on each other. I can’t stop the embarrassing sounds tumbling from my lips as I’m stretched and filled. I urge him for more, and he gives it to me.

His hand sprawls on my belly as he holds me down, slowly rolling his hips at a deeper angle.

The way he’s looking at me—all power and passion—floods me with heat.

“Salvatore—”

“Beg,” he says, his voice thicker now. He’s on the edge just like I am, cresting that dark wave.

“Beg for my cum inside you. Earn it.”

My pitched whines tremble with desperation, pleasure shaking in my legs.

“Don’t pull out. Don’t pull out—” The words slip, unguarded, from my lips. I barely hear myself say it, but I see the effect it has, reflected in his simmering gaze. “I need it. I need it, I’m so close—”

He curses under his breath.

“That’s my girl,” he praises me between gasps, his own control slipping, “Taking her first cock raw. Look how much your cunt likes being bred—you can take it all for me, can’t you?”

His fantasy shoots right to my belly. I have known from the start what Salvatore wanted from me, what he has planned to use me for from the start—but he finally tells me how he is going to use me, my toes curl with a forbidden thrill.

I nod as the fantasy becomes a desire he plants right between my legs. Salvatore pushes raw and deep inside me, right toward my womb with not a single barrier between us. My nails leave their own marks on him, my personal addition to his scars.

Every thrust fans that ember of pleasure until it becomes a proper fire, burning hot and wild.

He shifts positions, taking me by the waist, holding me by the little grooves of my hips.

I’m amazed at all the ways we fit together, the perfect synergy of raw anatomy.

Salvatore’s thrusts are firmer, commanding—hips snapping greedily as he looks down on me beneath him, driving me to the edge of belly-deep pleasure. My breasts bounce, back arching, legs twitching in the air involuntarily as the heat inside me twists into a tight, narrow point, driving him toward my womb.

Lightning flickers. In that brief flash, I see something other than Salvatore above me. I see my father’s worst enemy. I see the man killing the only thing my father ever really cared about. I see my 6’4, tattooed revenge. I see ruin.

My head falls back, and my white-hot fantasy implodes on itself with a scream.

14

Salvatore

Anybody ever tries to brag to me about running a marathon, I’ll laugh in their fucking face. Endurance is working myself between this gorgeous woman’s legs, burying my cock deep in the tightest heat imaginable, and still pushing her through to a slow, hard finish.

That untapped pussy is a physical pleasure palace and a mental torture device.

For weeks, she’s tempted me, kept me on a razor’s edge. If she weren’t a vice, forcing me to be vigilant for both our sake’s, I don’t know if I could have seen this through in one session.

Lucky for her (and her cunt) I’m a stubborn son of a bitch, too accustomed to getting what I want. I know how to compromise, but I don’t relent easily.

What I want tonight is to see her undone—to force all that ugly pain out of her, until all she can feel is me moving inside her, until she has worship in her eyes and a prayer on her lips.

I open her up, carving her out. I make room for myself inside her. One day, I’ll fuck her in earnest, fuck her the way that I want. But she’s not ready for that. It would be a greedy mistake to try tonight. For her first time, this is enough. I fuck her deep and steady, treat her pussy to the first taste of its future.

She takes it so well.

I’ve had experienced women occasionally struggle and whine, getting ahead of themselves when they think they know better than I do.

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