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I can’t think. I can’t breathe. I can’t do anything but feel him stretching me, filling me up completely. “Oh fuck, that feels good,” I mutter as he rocks back and then thrusts again.

“I’m not coming until you do,” he says, slamming into me for about five seconds and then slowing again.

“I already have.”

“You’ve got another one in you, I can tell.”

“I’ve never come twice in a row.”

“You’ve never been with me.” He slides back, his hands on my hips, driving home again, filling me so much I wince from it. “Use your hand. Bring yourself to the edge.”

I move my fingers to my clit, my chin on the back of the chair, one hand barely keeping me upright.

He holds my hips in place, thrusting fast again, whipping the air out of my lungs. “Come for me,” he says, feeling my pussy tensing around him. “I want to feel you come around my cock.”

My fingers move faster. He keeps telling me to come and I can’t disobey. Something about the tone of his voice reaches deep into my soul. I grind back against him as he slams into me and within seconds, it happens.

“Oh shit,” I mutter. “I’m coming.” My legs give way, but he’s holding me up, slamming hard into me, grunting as his cock pulses and spurts into me. He drives home again and more fills me up.

My orgasm is still washing over me as he slides out, lifting me to my feet. “Told you that you could manage two,” he says, kissing me lightly. “Now we better get you dressed and home. I think you need an early night, don’t you?”

Chapter Fourteen

Angelo

* * *

“You’ve got three days until everything in the vault burns up.” My father sounds pissed. He’s yelling down the phone at me. “What are you playing at, my boy? Anyone would think you don’t want us to get that money.”

I watch the curtain being pulled back. Natalie emerges wearing a long beautiful dress in silver and white. She spins around, tugging at the hem, raising her eyebrows. I give her a nod and then she yanks the curtain back across.

“What are you doing out there?” Father asks. “What is taking so long?”

“I’m enjoying myself.”

“You’re not there to enjoy yourself. If you don’t get me the money, my debts get called in. Every one of them. We’re all fucked, including you. No house to live in. Those cars of yours, gone. No more foreign vacations. We’ll be back to scraping a living from crooked bets and smuggling. Stop fucking about and get this done. I’m sick of waiting.”

“I’m not going to bring it. I’m done. I want out.”

“Out?” he roars down the line. “You don’t get to choose when you’re out. You bring me the box or I’ll shoot you myself.”

“Get Flavio to collect it if you’re that desperate. I quit.” It’s a calculated risk. Question is, will he bite?

I hang up as Natalie slides the curtain back again. The skirt she’s got on this time only just skims her thighs. She sees my eyes darken and laughs, spinning around and lifting the hem to flash her bare ass at me, shutting the curtain a moment later.

I look around me. The store’s quiet. We seem to be the only customers. The clerk is over by the register, flicking through a magazine.

I push the curtain aside and slip into the changing room. “What are you doing in here?” Natalie asks. “I’m half naked.”

“Only half?” I reply, slipping her bra straps from her shoulders. “Teasing me in a skirt like that. You knew what it would do to me.”

“What’s wrong with teasing you?”

“Nothing as long as you are willing to face the consequences.”

“Who was that on the phone?”

“My father. He wants to know why I haven’t taken the box back to him.”

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