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My gaze met his, and I couldn’t hide the lust that was just under the surface begging for more. “Never.”
His eyes went completely black. “Very well then.”
In contrast to his harsh thrust, he gave me slow and agonizingly easy movements, I glared at him to move faster. What happened to the raw intensity? The dominance? I needed an epic fucking, not some trashy romance special.
He seemed to know what I wanted but was going to make me wait as long as possible before giving it to me. This had to be another demonstration of how he would punish me. This would be the worst torture.
Withdrawing completely, he pulled on my legs and flipped me over to my stomach. Then he followed through on my desires and pushed his way in hard and deep, each thrust hit something animalistic inside me as my nails dug into the coverlet. I buried my head into the bed as my screams of pleasure were muffled by the blankets as he continued.
Seconds before I was about to cross over the cliff into orgasmic bliss, he leaned forward and whispered in my ear.
“You are mine, and I don’t want you to forget it.” With those words, he bit into my other shoulder and slammed his rock hard cock in so deep before letting loose with a creamy stream of cum that cooled down the inferno inside and made me erupt into a release of pleasure so sweet and tortuous.
My body suffered from delicious little tremors as I came down from the most intense orgasm I had ever had.
“If that doesn’t put a baby in your belly, then I’ll just have to keep trying.” He pulled out and slapped my ass as he walked back to the bathroom to turn the shower off.
When he returned, he held out a towel for me to dry off with. It was a good thing he’d brought it to me because I didn’t have much energy left to move. I struggled to breathe.
My stomach rumbled, and Luciano’s head shot up.
“I’ve been a terrible host and fiancé. You haven’t eaten today and you’ve certainly used up a lot of energy. We’ll have to fix that. Get dressed in some decent pjs,” he commanded.
“Yes, sir.” My hand flew up in a mock salute as if moving of its own volition. “Copy that.”
His look of curiosity was cute. If a big sexy boss with tattoos covering his lower body could be considered cute. In my sated bliss, I finally allowed myself the luxury of fully taking in my husband-to-be, and the ink that displayed his rank and history of his position made my belly do a little flip. He inked himself with the pride of what and who he was. I admired that. It danced along with the acceptance I had gained of myself.
I might be able to tame the savage and come to like him eventually. The mind-blowing orgasm did make that easier also.
“Come, let’s get you some food.” He ignored my words and opened the door once I was fully covered in a pajama set.
The maze of hallways would take days or even weeks to find my way where I needed to go. It wasn’t going to be fun trying to escape or even worse live here for any length of time.
It didn’t help that so many of the rooms had closed off doors, so I couldn’t decipher if there were that many bedrooms, or if they were studies, offices, dens or even a game room.
I kept my jaw in check when I caught sight of their kitchen—which was huge and done in black and chrome—that gave off a glamorous sleek retro feel.
Luciano moved around as if he was familiar with a kitchen. He easily grabbed some containers from the fridge and began chopping things up to cook.
It was hard to see the man that had such a commanding nature shirtless as he was more domestic in the kitchen and making food for me. I never imagined I would have a husband who would do this for me.
“Do you know how to cook? Can you sauté the onions?” He turned to me and handed me a spoon. His head slanted to the side like a puppy. I held my laugh in. I knew he wouldn’t appreciate that comparison.
“I think I can manage that.” I eyed him as he walked around, puttering, looking completely at home. He pulled out another pan and started with the meat.
While cooking, he managed to brush against me several times in this large kitchen, and I willed myself not to respond even though it felt wonderful. The way his arm would brush against mine. Or how his hand stroked down my back. He would gently slide my hair over my shoulder.
There weren’t many times that I’d been the recipient of loving gestures. In fact, the last time I remembered any type of spontaneous hugs or affection from anyone was when Tony died.
The onions were sautéed and put into the larger pan with the now cooked meat.
He added a few other vegetables that he’d cut up and some spices to let things simmer for a few minutes. Then as he put the lid on the pan, his arms snaked over and pulled me against him.
“What…” I started to protest until his lips covered mine for a split second, leaving me breathless. The softest of kisses made my lips tingle.
“Um, what was that?” My question made him laugh as he released me to stir the food.
“That was me taking advantage of the fact there is a beautiful woman standing in my kitchen next to me.” He winked. “Added to that is that I’ve already left a load of cum inside her to help us get a baby started.”
