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I pressed two fingers inside her tight, hot, dripping pussy, trying to keep the focus on her, not what it would feel like to be buried inside her once again.
She was quick, though. Just a moment after her thighs started to shake and her walls tightened around my fingers, the orgasm was slamming through her system, leaving her crying out for me.
I couldn’t be the good, selfless guy right then.
Hell, I could barely get my cock out of my pants in my desperation to feel her around me again.
Her eyes opened as a gasp escaped her, surprise and pleasure fighting for dominance on her face.
“If you tell me you don’t like how my cock feels right now,” I said, jerking my hips upward into her, “I will stop,” I said. Even if it would kill me, and it almost felt like it might.
“I… I…” she started, breath fast and erratic as soft little sounds escaped her.
“You can’t, can you?” I asked, jerking up into her just a little harder. “You fucking love how this feels, don’t you?” I asked, my hand going around her throat, not cutting off any air, just holding there.
“I…”
“Say it,” I demanded.
“Yes,” she said as her fingernails sank into my shoulder as she held on.
“No, lamb,” I said, shaking my head. “Tell me you love my cock in your pussy.”
A whimpering sound escaped her. “I love your cock inside me,” she admitted, as if there was any way she could deny it as her hips started to drop down on each of my upward thrusts.
“I know,” I said, nodding. “Why do you keep denying yourself this?” I asked. “Your pussy aches thinking about me, admit it.”
She was too far gone to even try to think of her walls, of her guards, of her pride.
“Yes.”
“So stop denying yourself what you really want,” I said as my other hand moved between us, working her clit, driving her up harder and faster, knowing this wasn’t going to be an all-day thing because my walls were screaming with their need for release. It had been too long. I needed the feel of her too fucking much. I’d been miserable without being able to touch her.
“You can have my cock anytime you want it, lamb,” I told her. “In your pussy. In your ass,” I said, knowing we would get there one day, that she wanted it as much as I did. But I finished with a darker desire of mine, one I wasn’t even sure she would ever give me. “In your mouth,” I added, watching as a flicker of heat crossed her eyes at the thought, giving me hope.
Maybe someday.
If we could find a middle ground.
If we could stop making each other miserable.
But this wasn’t that day.
And her pussy was crushing my cock, hinting at her release just seconds before it crashed through her system, milking mine from me at the same time, leaving us both spent and panting afterward.
“Told you I please you like a husband should,” I told her after, watching as her heavy lids flickered open.
“It’s not enough, Primo,” she said, voice small, sad, and a lot more vulnerable than she was usually willing to give me. “It’s not enough.”
“What would be enough, lamb? What do you want from me?”
“Christmas,” she said, her eyes glassing up again. “I want Christmas.”
“You can have Christmas. You can have anything you want for Christmas.”
“I want to see my family,” she said, and it was all starting to make sense even as another couple of tears slipped down her face. “You’re stealing Christmas from me. It’s not fair. I just want one fucking day. And you are too much of a monster even to give me that.”
“Isabella, you didn’t even ask.”
“You won’t give me that. You would never let me go. You’re such a—“
“No,” I cut her off, shaking my head. “No. We’re not having a Goddamn argument when I’m still fucking inside you,” I said, feeling no small bit of pleasure when her pussy tightened around me at the words. “You can have it. One day,” I said, shrugging. “But I have to come.”
“What? No. You hate my family. My family hates you.”
“I don’t hate your family. And your family doesn’t know me.”
“You can’t go.”
“It’s with me or not at all, lamb. Are you going to ruin your own Christmas just because you’re being stubborn?”
“I hate you,” she hissed.
“Baby, that gets less and less convincing each time you say it,” I told her with a smirk as I slid out of her and moved away.
“You have a day to decide,” I told her, getting out of the shower and going to get changed before heading down to talk to my brothers.
I went ahead and set up the security plan for taking her to her family’s house.
Because Isabella was stubborn. But there was no way she was going to say no. She wanted to go too much.
