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My arms go above my head, my fingers curling around the edge of the desk. I can feel T dragging my panties down my thighs. He lifts each foot out gently. I can hear him inhale.
“I want to bottle your fragrance, Holly. It’s fucking intoxicating. I want to be able to smell your pussy at all times.” I don’t respond. But my body always reacts to his filthy words. My juices leak down my inner thighs as T’s tongue follows the trail. I’m so sensitive. I don’t know how much more I can handle, my pussy convulsing with the need to be filled by him. “Do you need something, dolcezza? All you have to do is ask?”
“I need you, T. I need you to be inside me already,” I huff out.
“Well, why didn’t you say so? I’d hate to leave my wife wanting for anything.” I can hear his zipper being undone, the jostling of fabric, and his moans. I want to turn around. I want to see him. I go to do just that when a hand lands on my ass. The sting goes straight to my clit.
“Oh, fuck!” I grunt out as Theo simultaneously slams his cock into me.
“Fuck, I love fucking you, Holly. I could live inside this pussy 24/7. You’re so fucking wet, so fucking warm, and you choke my cock so fucking good.”
“Oh God, T, don’t stop.” I don’t know if I’m begging him to keep fucking me, or to keep up the dirty talk. At this point, I think I’d come again just from the sound of his voice.
“I’m never going to stop fucking you! We’ll go into the Guinness World Record book for the couple who fucks the most. Fucks the best.” I push back into him in reply, meeting him thrust for thrust, doing what I can to keep up. He slams into me fast and hard. “I want you to come again, Holly. I want you to come all over my cock. I want to feel your juices running down my fucking balls. I want to bathe in your fucking juices, Holly.” Holy shit… My body shakes. Goosebumps break out as a cold sweat covers me. T slows his movements. He manages to get a hand underneath me, his fingers finding my clit and pinching. “Are you going to be a good girl for me, dolcezza? Are you going to come? Drown my cock with everything you have?”
“Yes!” I scream.
T picks up his pace again, hitting that perfect spot right inside me. “Oh, fuck! I need you to come now, Holly,” he grunts.
Seconds later, my whole body locks up as I come apart for him. Always for him. I’ve never experienced orgasms like the ones he manages to draw out of me. His cock spills inside me, the warm liquid coating my inner walls. After a minute, he pulls out and spins me around. His lips slam down on mine, and he steals the breath right out of my lungs as he kisses me like he can’t ever get enough. This man makes me feel cherished, makes me feel wanted more than I ever have before.
ChapterThirteen
I’m lying in bed with Holly in my arms. This is what peace is. This is what being whole is. I really would keep us in this bubble if I could. Her fingertips aimlessly run up and down my chest, tracing over my tattoos. I make a mental note to book an appointment with my artist. I need to add to my ink.
“I think I want to get one,” Holly says.
“Get one what?” This woman could ask for a damn country and I’d figure out a way to buy it for her.
“A tattoo.” She responds with the one thing I don’t want her to get. Not because she wouldn’t look good with my name inked across her skin. But unless I learn to use a tattoo gun as well as my Glock, she’s not getting one.
“No,” I say, immediately knowing it was the wrong choice of words. Holly picks her head up and glares at me. I see the challenge in her eyes.
“What do you meanno? You are not the boss of my body, T. If I want a tattoo, I’ll get one.”
What is it with the women in this family being so argumentative with me today? “That’s where you’re wrong, dolcezza.” I roll her onto her back and cover her smaller frame with mine. “This body, it belongs to me. You are mine. And I’m not about to let another man touch what’s mine.”
She quirks an eyebrow at me. “Okay, I won’t let another man touch what’s yours.” Well, shit, that was a little too easy... I look at her suspiciously, trying to figure out just why she’d give in without an argument. “Don’t overthink, Theo. I agreed with you. My body is yours, and right now, my body is craving ice cream with chocolate sprinkles. I think it’s your duty to go fetch me some.” She laughs.
“You want ice cream? I’ll get you a whole fucking factory.” I jump to my feet and swipe a pair of discarded sweats from the floor.
“Just a bowl will suffice for now. And put a shirt on. You can’t walk through the house like that. You’ll give some poor girl a coronary.”
I pick up a shirt and make my way down to the kitchen. I should have put some fucking shoes on. The floor’s fucking cold as shit. I pull a bowl down and spoon three scoops of vanilla ice cream into it.
“Hungry?”
I turn to see a shirtless Neo enter the kitchen. “What the fuck are you doing here?” I ask. “And where the fuck are your clothes?”
“I’m using one of the guest rooms. I needed some water. Didn’t think it was a crime.”
“Why are you sleeping here? What’s wrong with your place?”
“What’s with the fucking third degree? I was tired so I crashed here. I’ve done it a million times before, T.”
He’s right. He has. But he hasn’t done it when I’ve had a sister in the house. Fuck, I’m starting to think I was lucky, not having to grow up with the girl. I’ve only known about her for a short time and the amount of stress she’s causing me is un-fucking-believable. “Right, well, the tap’s there. You know where the glasses are.” I leave him in the kitchen and walk past Angelica and Isabella’s guest room.
I hear whispers and stop to listen. “Mama, are we going to see Nonno tomorrow?”
