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He sucks hard on my nipple until it turns painfully hard; then he moves to my other breast and gives it the same attention. His wild suckle has me moaning in his arms, my mind shaken by the pleasure he gives me.

I barely manage to contain myself when he crouches down and cups my sex, then rolls my panties down my legs.

He pushes his face between my thighs and thrusts his tongue into my pussy to eat me out. Instantly, my body succumbs to the spiral of ecstasy that commands I give in to the raw pleasure assailing me.

I was still aware that people could possibly hear us, but the force of carnal need rushing through me robs me of caring, and mindless moans fall from my lips.

I need this. Fuck, I need him.

Grabbing on to his shoulders, I steady myself and allow him to consume me like I’ve never been consumed before.

“You taste like the finest meal, goddess,” he says while licking my clit. Then he starts talking in Italian, and my head spins.

I can’t even think to ask him what he’s saying in English. Then I decide I don’t want to know. Whatever he’s saying sounds like sweet nothings I could indulge in forever.

Suddenly, the stab of his fingers in my passage doubles me over, and all I can do is tighten my grip on his shoulders as a greedy, ravenous orgasm sweeps over me.

I cry out from the impact, and he smiles up at me, taking advantage of my position to lick the tips of my breasts as they bounce in his face.

When he stands, and I see the bulge of his cock has grown even bigger, I know it’s time for him to fuck me.

He pushes his jacket down his shoulders, takes out a condom from his back pocket, then shoves his pants down his legs, unleashing his cock.

My mouth waters when I see the pre-cum beading at the tip of his bulbous head.

When he notices me looking, he catches my face, his rough grip kicking my heartbeat up a notch.

“I’m not a gentle man, Tennessee. I’m going to fuck you hard.”

I gasp when his fingers lace through my hair, and he brings my lips back to his for a cruel, hard kiss.

When he’s finished, he turns me to face the wall, and I hear the condom wrapper being torn open.

Moments later, he grips my hips, lines up the head of his cock with my entrance, and slams into my pussy so hard I see stars.

I had no reason to disbelieve him when he said he wouldn’t be gentle. I just never expected it to feel so wild and reckless.

Or to like it.

He pounds into me like a vicious beast, like earlier when he claimed my lips, like we’re enemies and he hates me. He fucks me ruthlessly into the wall, and all I can do to stop myself from falling off the face of reality is press my hands against the smooth walls and let the moans fall from my lips.

I can’t believe this is us, or that this is me.

Me, the former dutiful housewife who would never miss the Sunday service at church and this hot, wild man I don’t know in this elevator. We never even made it to his room.

“You feel so fucking good, goddess,” he grates out, pushing deeper into my body.

“Oh, God!” I scream as I come again.

He’s the one who feels good. He feels good inside me, and outside of me.

The rush of electricity scorching my body slams into my soul, and I know after this, my world will never be the same again.

Suddenly, his merciless pounds turn into cold hardcore fucking, and time freezes, holding us there in the claws of passion I never want to leave.

Nick keeps me there, hammering into me until a ferocious growl rips from his throat and he climaxes, pressing his granite chest into my back as he fucks me into the wall one last time.

By the time he’s finished, my head is so light, I actually might faint and fade away. That was crazy wild. I’ve never experienced anything so raw and insane.

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