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“You,” I gasp.
His lips return to mine, hard and fierce. His tongue probes its way into my mouth, asserting dominance against mine. Dizziness rolls over me in waves, battling the desire that’s taken over. I’m seeing stars behind my lids and aching in my core for even the possibility of him deep inside.
My sputters for air mix with moans of arousal. I don’t need to feel between my thighs to know I’m already slick and sweet. Just how he likes it. Just how he makes me at the slightest, smallest touch. Wet as fuck by his demand.
He releases my throat from his powerful grip and then drags his mouth over the column of sore skin. It might even bruise, but in the moment, as my pussy throbs harder than my heartbeat, I can’t say I give a single fuck.
“Say it again,” he growls. His fingers find themselves entrenched in my curls and he pulls, yanking my head back so more of my throat is exposed. “Tell me again who you belong to.”
I moan, my eyes fluttering under my closed lids. His other hand pushes down the strap of my negligee and gropes my breast. He rolls my nipple between his fingers, pinching harder than usual. Pain lances through me as I pant to catch my breath, but he doesn’t stop. He pinches again, a reminder he’s waiting for my answer.
“You, only you,” I tell him in a breathless whisper. “Only ever you.”
“You swear on your life…on everything?”
I still under his touch. For as fog-brained as I am in the moment, Robby’s words play back in my head. Though I know I’d never betray Gio, the story’s already been spun in a different direction. I’m already being looked at sideways. I’ve already become the traitor. The bad guy in the eyes of his father and the family.
“Answer me,” Gio demands. For the first time, there’s a sense of desperation edging into his growl. Heneedsto hear it from me.
But my sore throat goes dry, and like the night he interrogated me about Enzo, I don’t answer him. I stand still, limp against the wall, and let silence speak for me.
Gio’s temper returns in full swing. A growl rumbles from his chest and he clenches his hands around my arms, yanking me away from the wall. I’m thrown onto the bed, bouncing for a second landing. He’s on top of me, prying my legs apart with his knee, capturing my lips in a hard kiss.
His hand cups over my warm, wet pussy and I squirm underneath him. Just a touch. Just a single finger. Anything would feel like heaven right now. If only he’d have mercy…
“You won’t answer me, Falynn,” he breathes, breaking our kiss. He withdraws his hand from my needy pussy and starts unbuckling his belt. “It’s too late now.”
“Gio…I’m yours…” I whine, but it’s not enough.
He’s not listening. He’s tuned out from me, his face cold and unresponsive. I lie there and watch him undress, pulling off his undershirt and discarding his pants. The belt clangs as it hits the floor. Even now, I ogle the many ridges of his six pack and the hard lines of his sculpted chest. My gaze dips to the V indention at his pelvis, the arrow pointing to the thick, veiny cock that never fails to make my mouth water.
I’m so captivated, I barely notice he rips my negligee from my body. The satiny fabric tears away, now a rag for disposal. He plants his mouth over mine, smacking his cock against my wet slit. I can feel my folds swell in anticipation, my aching clit quiver in want as he bumps it with the head of his penis.
I moan and buck my hips, but he doesn’t give me more. The tease is the point.
He breaks away and lifts my legs, tossing them over his shoulders. He comes in close, his eyes intensely on mine. His length spears deep into me on the first thrust. I claw at his shoulders to hold on, but there’s no fighting against the power he exerts. He slams into me, forcing a gasp from my lungs.
When my lids lower to close, he grabs my face and forces me to hold his gaze. He wants me to watch every moment as he fucks me, breaks me in half, destroys me. The dark flicker in his eyes finally makes sense—it’s rage.
Gio wants to punish me. He wants to make me hurt.
Iwanthim to make me hurt. Make me hurt in the best, most pleasurable way possible.
He shows no mercy. His hips are like a machine, slamming into mine. He drills into me, filling me up before he retreats. His cock pulls all the way out and then dives all the way back to the hilt. He develops a hard and fast rhythm that’s like an intense rollercoaster ride of highs and lows.
I can do nothing but claw at him. My nails sink into his skin, drawing lines of blood in some twisted form of retaliation. I’m marking him up the same way he’s marking me up. The scratches are reminders for later when I’m gone. So he can look in the mirror and know I was here.
My body writhes uncontrollably as he sinks into me. The harder he thrusts, his cock burying itself over and over again inside me, the more my pussy gushes. My walls tremble around him, clenching at him for more.
He goes so deep, I don’t know if I’m feeling pleasure or pain. I can’t tell anymore as they blend into one. The sensation inside me builds as a collection of tiny shocks. I point my toes from over his shoulders and scream.
He clamps his hand around my throat and his hips slam into me so hard, his balls smack my ass. I sputter as, for the second time tonight, my air is cut off. He doesn’t miss a beat, fucking me with his gaze still piercing mine.
I squeeze tighter around him, knowing it’ll drive him crazy. More twisted retaliation. As he cuts off my air, his grip on my throat, I’m clenching my walls, choking his dick. Neither of us are going to last long. Our bodies grow desperate, pushing each other to the limit.
I’m light-headed. I’m breathless. Darkness tinges the edges of my vision. The orgasm building finally explodes through my body in pings and zings. The thousand little shocks tingle, forcing me to shudder and then go numb.
My mouth hangs open as, for a few blissful seconds, I feel like I’ve ascended earth into heaven. Gio lets go of my throat and replaces his hand with his mouth. His muscular form is curled over me as he gives me his most powered thrusts yet. He rams into me like a bull, his mouth on my throat. His kisses are sloppy, turning into love bites.
