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There wasn’t anything gentle about what we were doing. It wasn’t sex. This was fucking, plain and simple.
Everything else faded into the background. My emotional inferno went up in smoke, and I drowned in the sea of him.
There was no stopping the continuous moans from unfurling in my chest and spilling out of my mouth.
I had an acute awareness of how fast my pulse was racing.
He slowed, abruptly, tightening his grip. “Do you feel this?” He accentuated his question with a harsh roll of his hips. “Answer me, anjo.”
I bit down on my lower lip, stifling a whimper when he repeated the motion.
“I feel it, I feel you,” I breathily replied, stumbling over my words.
“You feel my dick. You feel me fucking you, giving your greedy pussy what it wants.”
I agreed resolutely.
“You want more?” he asked, continuing to piston his hips slowly.
“Yes.” It came out sounding like a needy plea...exactly what it was.
“You aren’t ever going to deny me again. The second you do, I’m turning you around and fucking your ass until it’s raw and my dick is chafed.” He began to speed up, each word enunciated with a solid thrust.
“Keep telling me how much you want my dick, Ley.” His breathing increased, and his muscles bunched beneath his suit as he resumed his previous pace.
Words spilled from my mouth as I did what he said, needing to feel him. They blended together into hoarse, unintelligible whispers, my concentration slipping along with my voice.
I didn’t play devil’s advocate and claim this was my body betraying me. I wanted him in every conceivable way someone could want another.
He was looking at me as if I were the only woman in his universe.
It made my heart quiver and my breaths quicken. I let myself feel every hard, delightful inch of him, pulling his body closer.
I shut my eyes and buried my face in his chest so I could breathe him in. He forced me to look at him again, wrapping his free hand around my throat and starting to squeeze, fucking me harder.
My pussy continued to drench his cock and balls as I veered towards my climax. He dug one hand into my right globe, slightly angling me so he could go deeper.
He knew exactly how and where to touch me to make me get off.
I moaned loudly, holding back his name with a harsh nip of the tongue as pleasure zipped up my spine.
“Belissimo,” he breathed, watching my every facial expression as I blissfully rode my orgasmic high. He attacked my mouth with his, sucking on my tongue and nipping at my lips as he found his own release, balls deep inside me.
We stayed entwined, sweaty foreheads touching, inhaling as the other exhaled. After a few minutes, or what could have been hours, he gently lowered my leg before slowly pulling out, tucking his slick cock back into his briefs, and fixing his slacks.
I wanted to hit pause and stay the way we were, just me and him in this little bubble.
Silently, he pulled my dress back down and took my hand, leading me out of the room and bursting it.
Chapter Four
I looked around his sumptuous master suite.
It was impossible to miss the packing boxes stacked on the right side of his massive four poster bed. I knew it was my minimal amount of belongings the moment I spotted the bright blue laptop bag with the unicorn keychain.
“What is this?” I asked solemnly.
“This is me compromising,” he replied.
