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I walk back around to face him, and he gives me a scandalous look so hot my blood heats up in my veins.

“Come here.” He reaches for me, taking my waist and lifting me up like I’m weightless. I rest my hands on his shoulders and look down at him. His muscles tense as he holds me out just looking at me. “Doll,” he says with admiration.

He walks with me over to the bed and sets me in the center, lowering to kiss me again. This time when we kiss, it feels more sensual and personal, like we’re tasting each other. It’s an exploration driven by hunger and passion that leaves my mouth burning with fire.

He licks my tongue and allows me to do the same to him. I get the feeling we could do that all day. Just kiss. It’s a chaste thought to have in a sex club.

It’s not like we’re here though, and it feels like this room was just made for us.

I’m not ready for him to pull away when he does. The wildness, however, is back, and he pushes me down to take off my panties. They go sailing across the room when he tosses them.

“This stays on,” he says, tugging on my negligee. “And these fuck-me heels.” He gives my feet a little tap.

The need for him to be inside me makes me crave him like I’m starving.

He backs off the bed and undoes his pants, shrugging them off along with his boxers. His perfectly erect cock breaks free and juts toward me.

With his pants gone, I see he’s got more tattoos down his legs.My God… I’ve never been with a more sexier man.

He gets back on the bed and moves back to me. Parting my legs, he runs the fat head of his cock over my entrance then plunges right in. There was no need for our usual foreplay. My body welcomed him like he belongs there. Like I belong to him.

It’s funny though. I don’t feel like property as he pumps into me. As I lie beneath him and he claims me, I don’t feel like a thing or a whore. I feel like a woman he wants to be with, and he feels like a man I want.

I don’t know what’s happening to me, but I know when I’m with him, I give in to my inner desires because he pulls them out of me.

Vincent holds on to my hips and starts fucking me hard. I writhe beneath him taking his rough, hard strokes that quickly send me over the edge.

I arch shamelessly into him and wrap my legs around his waist, digging my heels into his back.

“You’re fucking perfect,” he growls. “Fucking perfect.”

Heated licks of fire torment me as he speeds up and the tug of an orgasm brews deep inside my core. It’s divine ecstasy that sends a shock wave through my entire body.

“Vincent!” I cry as the tension builds.

He glares at me and stops. He stops right in the middle of sex, and I’m so hungry for his wild pumps that I thrash against him.

“Say that again…” he says, capturing my gaze with an intense stare. “Say my name again, Bellezza.”

“Vincent.” As I say his name, I realize that’s the first time I’ve ever said it. “Vincent…”

“I want you to scream my name.” A sinful grin dances across his perfect lips, and he flips me over onto my hands and knees.

I gasp as he plunges back into me and a new wave of pleasure takes me over the edge. In that moment the insane wildness I’ve grown accustomed to with this man comes back with a vengeance and he starts to fuck me with a manic speed that rocks my body. It has me screaming his name, just the way he wanted.

Fuck… it’s too much. It’s all too much. He is. I’m dizzy with pleasure, my body humming from the satisfaction of it. I come again and I feel like I’m going to collapse, but I want more. He’s made me greedy for him, greedy for what he’s giving me and I want more.

“You’re perfect baby,” he groans still pumping into me. He runs his hands up my waist then his fingers flutter over the small rosette of my asshole. Panic fills me when he stills and circles his finger around it.

“I want your perfect ass, Ava,” he says, giving my ass a hard smack that jolts my body forward. Despite the pain I feel from the sting on my cheeks, I moan, and he slaps me again then places soft kisses all along where it stings. “I want you here.”

The same wicked, sinful streak that took him must have me too because I can’t shake the ravenous thought of him filling me there and owning another part of me.

It’s that need for him to touch me everywhere coming out. The fact that he’s still got his fingers on my asshole makes it worse. I’ve never done anything like that before, and I’ve never been with anyone who I wanted to do it with.

“You can say no, baby. Tell me no if you don’t want me to, Ava. I mean it.” His voice is gentle, making me trust him.

“I… want you to,” I answer, and the desire intensifies on his handsome face.

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