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When she reaches for my cock, I’m harder than steel.

Her eyes beg me to fuck her ruthlessly.

My balls churn with brimstone, this bestial urge to empty myself inside her again and again.

If this is my new life, a thousand problems and a hundred hours wringing every bit of pleasure out of Sylvie Ferrazzo, sign me on.

I’ve never been properly bewitched by any girl before, but I’m not complaining.

Snaking a hand around her waist, I pull her closer, the planes of my body melting against hers, locking us together like puzzle pieces.

I grab her arms and my hands slide to her wrists.

Then I pin her against the wall, facing away from me, kissing her hard, revisiting the marks I left last night on her neck as the water cascades down on us.

She moans as I drag my teeth and tongue over her neck.

Her chin tilts up to give me better access.

I can feel how much she wants this, the way her breathing comes faster and her pulse thrums in her neck.

Her legs are shaking before I push her to the wall and reach down to push them apart, guiding my cock to her entrance.

“Take it for me, dove. Soak my come into your greedy little pussy. I want you still dripping in your scrubs when you leave the house.”

She moans as I push in to the hilt, making her feel me, every seething inch determined to make her fit me like a glove.

Zero hesitation.

I go deep and slow, covering her hands with mine as she presses her palms against the marble wall.

The steam swirls around us as her wet little pussy tightens.

I shift the angle, the better to hit her walls and bring her off.

In no time, she’s shaking, adding her adorable scream to the heat, the rain, the fog of our fuckery.

I let the first orgasm loosen her up before I stop holding back.

Then, freight train.

Sylvie, pressed against the wall under me, taking me so beautifully it just urges me on faster, harder.

I fuck my wife with cruel adoration.

That’s what this thing with her is. The best thing my crazy ass has done in ages.

“God, Luca,” she moans. “Please. Please don’t—”

Stop? Fuck no.

I’ll never stop breaking her and building her up again to be my second shadow.

We made a promise with that priest, and it makes the sex mind melting. More than I would’ve believed before last night.

As long as she’ll have me as her husband, I will fuck her every day.

I will hold her on cold nights.