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“What if this is really the end?” I ask.
He pushes me away with both hands, holding me tight to make sure I look at him. “Then we will make this a night that will last an eternity.” He grabs my waist and tugs me over his lap, setting me down right in front of him.
We inch closer, and my heart begins to beat rapidly as his lips purse and my head tilts back. He buries his face in my chest, planting delicate but hungry kisses in the valley between my breasts. And when he reaches for my hair and grabs a fistful, pulling my head down even farther, I gasp. His other hand snakes down into the dress from the top, pulling out my boob to squeeze and pinch until my nipples are taut, and a moan almost escapes my mouth.
“What about the guards?” I mutter as he covers my nipple with his mouth.
“Let them watch. I don’t fucking care,” he retorts, pulling my other boob out as well.
“What if they stop us?”
“Let them try,” he groans, sucking the other one too until that one is all hard as well.
“But anyone could—”
He twists my nipples so hard a squeal leaves my mouth. “Enough talking, Kitten. Let me enjoy this last feast.”
When he buries his face in my chest again, I’m lost to his kisses, lost in his touch as he positions me right on top of his tented pants, and I begin to ride him. His hand slides down the leather until he’s between my thighs, his thumb circling my clit like he’s famished.
“The fact that you let another man see you in this outfit,” he whispers, his voice hoarse, strained. He grabs my wrist and pins it to my back. “It enrages me.”
I swallow hard, knowing I did something to anger him. I had good intentions, though, and he knows it.
“This leather …” He swipes his eyes up and down my body like he’s savoring every inch. “It suits you well.”
“Thank you,” I reply, trying so hard not to be overwhelmed by the way his thumb rolls around the fabric that covers my pussy. “I had hoped it would help to entice—”
“Do not tempt me to punish you for it, Kitten,” he interrupts.
A smirk spreads across my lips.
“No one touches you but me,” he says.
His thumb circles my clit faster, his eyes never leaving my face as though he wants me to know that I belong to him and only him. He doesn’t stop even stop when I’ve soaked straight through my panties. Even though it feels so wrong to do this right now. Even though anyone could be watching us through the cameras in the corner, through the window in the cell door, through the patch on my skin.
“Wait, I—”
I haven’t even told Marcello yet. And I don’t know if I can. If it even matters.
Because right now, all that matters is him and me, loving each other with our last, dying breaths.
“If I cannot live another day in this life, then at least let me have you, Kitten,” he murmurs against my chest.
His cock pushes up against my pussy as I gyrate on his lap, desperate for his touch, his ragged kisses, and the hunger that has settled in his eyes when he looks up at me. I could stare into these deep, dark, twisted eyes all day, every day, if it meant I could feel this way every second of this dangerous life.
His lips cover my nipples as he slips his fingers into my panties, circling my wet clit harder and faster until I reach the edge. Right then, he takes my nipple between his teeth and tugs. Hot and devilish pain zaps up and down my body, culminating in an explosion between my legs. I moan out loud from the sheer pleasure, riding his finger like I’m truly a whore.
But then he takes his fingers out and rips down his zipper instead, pulling away the button of his pants to reveal tented underpants, which quickly makes way for a bouncing cock that, when erect, still makes me want to giggle.
“You’ll stop giggling once I bury my cock deep inside you,” he growls, and he quickly grabs me by the waist and sets me down right on top of his cock, taking no time to even issue a warning before ramming straight into me.
My mouth makes an o-shape as he fucks me hard and fast, using my thighs as love handles to hold. There is pure, unbridled rage and lust mingling in his eyes, and it’s like he wants to fuck it all out of his system. But he was right. The sheer size of him inside me, filling me to the brim, replaces that giggle with a long-drawn-out moan.
“That’s it, Kitten. Take it like a good girl would on her last day on this fucking earth,” he groans, his fingers digging into my skin as he plows into me. I can barely hold his shoulders, so I wrap my hands around his neck and lean over until my breasts are in his face.
