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I stayed inside her until every drop was deep within her. My cock had thickened to its fullest point, and then it started to soften once more. It was the greatest satisfaction I’d ever known. I’d never gotten off quite like that, and I’d whipped a woman until she bled all over the floor.
Once the wave of pleasure disappeared, the red tint in her face slowly started to fade away. Her green eyes still sparkled, but soon, shame crept into her features. She could downplay the climax she just had.
But we both knew the truth.
I slowly pulled my cock out of her, feeling the tightness of her pussy when I wasn’t at full mast. I turned over and lay beside her, my sweaty back hitting the sheets. I tucked one arm behind my head and caught my breath, more satisfied than I’d ever been in my life.
She stayed beside me and pulled the sheets to her chest, hiding her tits from view.
It didn’t matter if she covered herself, her naked body was permanently ingrained in my mind.
I closed my eyes and listened to the sounds of the fireplace as the flames started to trickle down until they were just simmering coals. I didn’t usually sleep with my ladies, especially when it was handled as a transaction. But I was too comfortable to care if Vanessa slept beside me.
“Do you want me to leave?” she asked, sitting up and keeping the sheet against her chest.
“I don’t care.”
I felt her body shift as she turned to look at me. “You strike me as the kind of guy to kick out a woman as soon as you’re finished.”
“You’re right. But I’m gonna fuck you first thing in the morning, so you may as well stay here.” I didn’t open my eyes, not needing to see her face to predict her moods.
“How do you know I won’t kill you in the middle of the night?”
A grin formed on my lips. “Give it your best shot, baby.”
“You’re either very arrogant or stupid. All I have to do is grab a big vase and smash it over your skull.”
I finally opened my eyes and looked at her. “You’ve shot me, and I didn’t break my stride. You think a vase is going to do anything? You called me a monster for a reason. I’m not just evil, but enormous. So if you’re going to make your move, make sure it counts.” I closed my eyes again. “Besides, you won’t do a damn thing.”
“You just said I shot you.”
“But I spared your life. I could have butchered you, but I didn’t.”
“That doesn’t mean I owe you anything.”
“You’re right,” I said. “But you feel like you owe me anyway.”
When I woke up the next morning, it was bright and early. I didn’t usually go to bed so early, but fucking Vanessa knocked me out. I woke up in the exact same position I fell asleep in, my hand tucked under my head.
Vanessa lay beside me, sound asleep and directly at my side. The covers were pulled to her shoulder like she was cold. The fire died a long time ago, and the heater in this house couldn’t keep up with the constant freezing temperatures. She probably moved closer to me during the night to stay warm.
Just as I predicted, she didn’t try to kill me.
It was far too risky, even if I was unconscious. She thought she would be free soon, so it didn’t make sense to gamble that possibility by making a move. Even if she slammed a vase over my head, it wouldn’t kill me. But it would piss me off.
And then I might actually kill her.
I rubbed the sleep from my eyes then stared down at her, seeing her slightly parted lips and the way her hair dragged behind her on the pillow. The crisp white sheets made her skin appear darker in comparison. She and I looked nothing alike. My skin was fair like the snow outside, traits I inherited from my American mother. I had crystal-blue eyes like the tropical ocean. My hair was slightly blond, and her hair was nearly black.
She was perfect.
A real man knew how to appreciate a beautiful woman, and the longer I stared at her, the more I wanted to appreciate her. The idea of killing her still got me hard, but I’d much rather fuck her again.
And again.
I hooked her arm around my waist and then rolled her to her back.
She kept her eyes closed and stayed asleep, but she stirred slightly, feeling her body move but not caring what happened.
I was already hard for her, anxious to fill her with more come so it would drip onto my sheets. Maybe I didn’t kill this Barsetti but I just fucked her.
That was better in some ways.
I separated her thighs then slid inside her, the head of my cock pushing through her tight entrance.
