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Now we were behind closed doors in our bedroom, sharing a moment of intimacy that I hadn’t wanted just a couple of days before. It was as if we were really meant to be together, both doing nothing more than taking our time as we indulged in the heated round of passion.
He brushed the tips of his fingers down my cheek, his chest rising and falling as if exerting an incredible amount of energy. I couldn’t blink let alone take my eyes off him yet was trying to keep from being so nervous around him. He was such a powerful force, a man to be reckoned with, but on this night, he was nothing more than a man trying to make his wife happy.
“Sei la donna più bella del mondo intero e di tutta la mia,” he muttered.
While I wasn’t entirely certain what he’d said, I couldn’t ask for fear of giving myself away.
“In case you were wondering, I said you are the most beautiful woman in the entire world and all mine.” As he slipped his hand around the back of my neck, pulling me closer, a flash of light tore across my field of vision.
“Grazie, mio bel marito.”
Thank you, my handsome husband.
At least the words flowed easily, the sentiment real and his smile could light up the room. After the puppy made a slight sound, we both looked over to see Zorro rolling onto his back. It was impossible not to giggle like a kid at the moment.
“I love to hear you laugh as much as I desire hearing you scream my name in satisfaction.” He didn’t waste any additional time, yanking off my shirt and tossing it aside. When he cupped my breasts, rubbing his thumbs across my lace-covered nipples, I took a scattered but very deep breath.
I did the same with him, ignoring the dark blood staining his sleeves, and the specks on his chest as I unbuttoned his shirt, peeling away the edges when I was finished.
“Is there something you want, my wife?”
“Maybe.” I pushed the material over his shoulders, allowing gravity to take it to the floor. When I planted my hands on his bare chest, a wave of electricity swept through me, igniting my core. I was still amazed how explosive we were together, our needs matching far too well. He knew my body better than I’d thought any man ever would, taking his time to indulge my pleasures while ignoring his needs.
Somehow, I had a feeling that wouldn’t last, the urgency I felt increasing with every passing second.
“Then you’ll need to tell me exactly what you desire.”
“Everything.”
“Not good enough.”
He slipped both bra straps down at the same time, pulling my arms free before reaching around to my back, deftly unfastening it. When he held the pink lace out to the side, he issued a series of deep and throaty growls.
“I told you,” I teased.
“Tell me now or you won’t be given a choice.”
When I reached for his belt, I couldn’t help myself, rubbing my fingers back and forth across the smooth grains of leather. “Make love to me.”
“Mmm… To start with.”
Over the next few minutes, I fell into the roar of need and desire that was threatening to consume us, basking in his sweet caresses. For a man who was used to taking what he wanted, his tenderness was a blessing, a gift that I wasn’t certain he’d provide but every so often. However, it was exactly what I needed, or maybe it was what we both longed to have if only for one night.
His eyes never left mine until he cupped my naked breasts, pinching both nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. The moment I whimpered from the slice of pain, his upper lip curled, his smirk sexier than before. Very slowly, so much so I didn’t see him move, he lowered his head, nipping and sucking first one hardened bud then the other.
I wrapped both arms around his head, pulling him as close as possible. This was far more intimate than anything we’d shared up to this point. That added to the deep throbbing between my legs, the wild storm of heat building in my core. If we weren’t careful, we’d both combust.
After finally managing to work my fingers again, doing my best to ignore the dazzling sensations, I tugged on his button and zipper. A moan escaped my lips the moment I wrapped my hand around his thick cock. When he growled before issuing a heady sucking noise, I laughed nervously.
“Is there something you want?” I whispered.
“Everything.”
“Not good enough.”
“You’re being very naughty.”
“Which is exactly what you want.” I tore at his trousers, yanking them down his hips. The way he laughed was so heartfelt, a joy to hear.
