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He slaps my ass with one hand and uses the other to grip my waist. “Oh Romola, if only you could see yourself right now.”
He fucks me, one thrust each second. It’s a trance, slowly inching me toward another soul-rendering orgasm.
“Oh Fiero,” I gasp. “I’m going to cum. I’m there… I’m there.”
I reach the peak. My pussy contracts around his cock, making me feel every throb. I close my eyes and clench my legs, my nails digging deep into the bed now as my body shakes like the center of an earthquake, and then the explosion takes place, making me see stars and making me high.
I can’t breathe fast enough. I’m spent. But he flips me around on the bed, his cock hard and in his hand. Without thinking, wanting to please him, I opened my mouth wide.
He positions himself between my legs, the tip of his cock gliding against my wet lips, and I wrap them around him, my tongue flicking on the undersurface.
Suddenly, I feel him thrust his hips forward, sliding deep into my mouth, almost choking me as he does. I moan, and his eyes lock onto mine, desire and possession blazing in their depths.
Suck it, baby,” he growls, his hips picking up speed. “Show me how much you want me.”
I moan around his cock, sucking him hard, my hands gripping his ass as I pull him closer, wanting to show him that no one does it better than me. His thrusts become more forceful, his breaths ragged. “That’s it, Romola. Take it. Take me.”
I feel my body responding, aching for him in ways I never knew possible. My breath hitches as I feel a wave of heat spread through me, my cheeks clenching hungrily around his cock.
“Fuck, baby,” he whispers, his voice rough with arousal. You’re gonna make me cum.”
My nails dig into his thighs in response, urging him on. I can feel the telltale twitch in his cock, the pulse of his release. He groans and tenses, his hips jerking hard. I feel his cock throb deeply, releasing its warmth into my mouth. I hold my position as his semen drips out my mouth, and when he locks his eyes on mine, I swallow the rest.
He gently runs his fingers through my hair, a small smile on his lips, as he pulls out and lays down beside me. He looks over at me and puts out his right arm, and I edge closer, nestling myself against his chest.
"Is this…?" I begin hesitantly, unsure how to put my thoughts into words, afraid to shatter the fragile balance that we have somehow managed to achieve. But Fiero seems to understand without needing me to finish my sentence, his warm smile offering me the reassurance I so desperately crave.
"Real? Yes, Romola. This is real. Whatever happens next, know that my feelings for you are as true as they can be."
I let out a sigh of relief and of guilt. This man is all good, and now I wish I had never asked that question.
“What was that sigh all about?” he teases me, beginning to tickle me.
I giggle, trying to fend off his advances with feigned protest, but I can't help but feel exhilarated by his touch. “Stop it, you’re terrible!”
He stops tickling me and turns to his side, resting his head on one arm, watching over me. “Tell me, bella. What are you thinking?”
“Right now,” I say out loud, in bliss. “I’m just thinking how I never thought we’d be here. That first night we met when you rushed off and left me on the dance floor, I thought that would be it. Never in a million years did I think a man like you would be into, well,” I try to find the words, but there is no way to say it without being self-deprecating. “A girl like me.”
“Romola!” Fiero protests instantly, sounding shocked and, surprisingly, disappointed.
“I mean, look at you – strong, confident, and undeniably handsome. And me? Just a simple girl,” I finish.
His fingers gently brush against my cheek. The tender gesture sends shivers down my spine, and I find myself leaning into his touch, longing for the comfort it provides.
"Romola," Fiero says softly, his gaze locked on mine with such intensity that I can't help but feel the full weight of his sincerity. "From the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew there was something special about you. Your beauty, your intelligence, your grace and your wit – all of these qualities drew me in like an explorer who discovers the beauty of hidden caves the deeper he dares to venture. Believe me when I say that I am undeniably drawn to you, and not just me, but any man in the world would be lucky to have you."
A genuine smile graces his lips, his eyes sparkling with affection as he speaks. The sight of his happiness melts away any lingering doubts I may have had about his sincerity.
"Thank you, Fiero," I murmur, snuggling closer to him as I seek solace in the warmth of his embrace. "Your words mean more to me than you could ever know."
“Speaking of that night,” he asks. “Tell me about that dream which brought you to me.”
I bite my lip. There never was a dream, it was just a lie I conjured up in the moment, to create some anonymity. Now, I’m already too deep in this web, and with Rafaele’s men so close, I see no choice but to follow through with my false identity. Ridden with guilt, I try to maintain a straight face.
"The dream," I begin hesitantly, "It was strangely vivid, almost like a premonition."
"Really?" Fiero asks, his voice laced with genuine interest. "Tell me about it."
