Page 141 of Love Me Always


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“That doesn’t sound believable,” I teased as I ripped my cock from her, making her gasp in disappointment. “Tell me.”

“I belong to you… please…” she whimpered as she pushed her pussy up to meet the head of my cock. “Please…”

A sinister smile spread across my lips as I flipped her over no longer worried about the fact, I could have hurt her. Seeing her on all fours with her perfectly round ass in the air was enough to send me over the edge. I needed her like my next fucking breath, and I planned to take everything she’d give me.

I thrust my cock into her, near enough ripping her to shreds as she cried out, a cry I’d never heard before and it was anything but a bad one. “Are you okay?”

“Yes! Fuck me, please! Don’t stop.”

I knew the sensation she was feeling now was unlike any other she’d felt before. Her knees buckled beneath her, and with each breath she took, she tried to catch it quicker than the one before. I fucked her as if it were the last time but also the very first. Her pants and moans were the perfect fucking music, ones I’d happily play on repeat. She glanced over her shoulder as her eyes met mine, we were drawn to one another like magnets, and no matter the chaos, we always found each other. And if we couldn’t we’d fucking die trying.

Come for me, she mouthed before she nibbled on her lower lip between her teeth. “Fill my pussy with your cum.” There was nothing quiet about those words. She spoke confidently, and she didn’t need to ask me twice.

I lost all control as I dug my fingers into her hips. I thought she’d wither beneath my touch, but she didn’t. She rocked her hips to match my rhythm as I couldn’t hold back anymore. I filled her sweet pussy like she begged me to, and after weeks of waiting, there was no other feeling like it.

“Are you okay?”

“Better than okay.” She smiled as I reluctantly pulled out my cock from the warmth of her.

“I missed you.” I leaned over her and pressed a kiss on her cheek.

“I’m here now and I don’t plan on leaving you again, except to clean myself up and cook you something.”

“That all sounds absolutely perfect except the part where you clean yourself up.” I smirked as I pulled her into my arms and as always, he was the perfect fit, like a missing piece of a puzzle that was finally found and clicked into place. “Wear my shirt and nothing else, I want you to feel your husbands cum dripping down your legs while you’re cooking for the same husband who filled you seconds ago.”

She slid from the bed and covered her naked body with my shirt, and it was a disappointing sight but at the same time it wasn’t.

“Come on, dear husband, let’s make some dinner.”

“You go down, I’ll be there in a minute,” She disappeared out of the room, and I finally felt as though a weight had been lifted, one I’d put there in the first place.

I dialled the number I needed and of course I was met by a smart-ass voice on the other end which was rare for Gino.

“You came to your senses, then?” Gino laughed.

“Eventually.” I sighed. “Listen, me and Ana need some time.”

“Say no more, we’ll stay at the other house tonight, give you two some privacy.” I could tell he was smiling, and I was glad they no longer thought I was a dick.

“I appreciate it.”

“Has she forgiven you yet?” He quizzed and it was apparent he was a little unsure.

“She said there was nothing to forgive.” I didn’t deserve her. I didn’t think I ever would but she was mine anyway.

“She’s a better person than I am. You really did hit the jackpot with her, mate,” he teased. “All jokes aside, we’re happy for you, you both deserve the world.”

“Thanks, Gino, we’ll see you tomorrow.” I hung up and hurried downstairs.

As I wandered into the kitchen, I saw her pondering about what to cook as she studied the contents of the fridge. It felt amazing to see her standing there again, her face lit up the moment she saw me. She had thrown her hair into a low ponytail as tendrils fell into her face.

“You know what I fancy?” I cocked my head to the side as she slammed the fridge door shut.

“Oh no, you don’t. Keep those wandering hands to yourself,” she demanded, and I laughed at her. I couldn’t help it; her dominant attitude was cute.

“Anastacia Ricci, get your head out the gutter for five minutes.” I pulled her into my embrace as she pouted her plump lips. “I really fancy that pasta you made the other night.” It was true, that evening was the night she left, and I never came down from the room after that and I couldn’t lie it did smell incredible, I was just being a stubborn arsehole.

“Then that’s what we’ll have.” She smiled as she pecked my lips before getting to work.

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