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When Marcus made me face him, his fingers touching the corner of my eyes, it was only then I realized that the tears had already started falling.
Marcus whispered, “Why the tears,bambina?”
“Because,” I choked, “you make me feel beautiful and special, and I’m not used—-” The rest of my words was lost in his kiss.
And it was exactly what I wanted, the kind that I might never have the words for.
Hard and deep, brutal and savage in its passion—-
Marcus letting me know that he wanted me so much he had come undone, his civilized core laid to waste.
When he lifted his head, he said hoarsely, “This is only the start.” His hands cupped my face. “You know that, do you not?”
“Si.”
A groan escaped him, and then he was kissing me again, harder than ever, and it was the sweetest agony. I never wanted it to end.
We began moving towards the bed, Marcus walking backwards, dragging me with him without breaking the kiss. Our hands started to rush around each other’s bodies, both of us desperate to discard our clothes.
When I struggled with his bowtie, he simply wrenched it off, and I choked on a laugh against his lips. His jacket fell to the floor along with my panties, and he hauled me close to unzip the back of my dress while I worked furiously on the buttons of his blouse.
“Get out of your dress,” he grated out.
I didn’t have to be told twice, and the silky fabric fell to the floor at the same time his shirt and pants did. I reached for his briefs, and in another moment that was off, too.
And then we were naked—-
He was bronze and hard all over, and I wondered fleetingly how it could be. Did that mean he swam and sunbathed nude? The thought was agonizing, fanning the fires of both lust and jealousy, but somehow I found myself savoring the pain of it.
I hated the thought that other women might have seen Marcus Ravelli naked, but oh, the thought that this man wasnowmine—-
A sense of possessiveness washed over me. They could look all they want, but it was all they could ever do.
Marcus crooked a finger towards me, and I moved towards him with shaking legs.
The closer I got, the bigger his cock seemed—-
Would I ever get used to just how massive it was?
Probably not,I thought with a gulp,and that wasn’t exactly a bad thing, was it?
I wetted my lips as his cock grew larger before my eyes.
A moment later, his hand shot out, and then he was hauling me forward, causing me to tumble against him.
My breasts grazed his chest, my nipples puckering, and I whimpered, my hands automatically moving up to clutch his shoulders.
His mouth traveled to my ear, and Marcus purred, “Remember what you once told me, Anneke?”
I shook my head, whispering, “W-what?”
He whirled me around, and as my back fell against his chest, I realized we were facing his mirror.
A choked whimper escaped me.
“You told me you’re mine to do whatever I want.”
The silken heat of his words made my breasts ache painfully, and I moaned when I saw my nipples get bigger through its reflection on the mirror.
