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Her eyes shone with a mixture of emotions, but she was happy. I could tell she was happy and that stirred more in me than I’d ever imagined. Her smile was the one and only thing that could brighten a dull day within a millisecond.
I cupped her neck as I devoured her lips as tenderly as I could, but the way she moaned into my mouth made it harder than my dick was.
“Anastacia, keep moaning like that and I’llfuckyou,” I teased as I pressed the head of my cock against her tight pussy entrance. “You didn’t ask for that.”
She instantly pushed her hips up slightly; she knew what she was doing as I entered her.
“Fuck…” she breathed as I buried myself deeper.
“Do you want me to fuck you,amore?” I whispered between the rough kisses I decorated her neck with.
“Yes…” She gasped as I thrust inside her. Her fingers clawed my back, a feeling I reveled in. Knowing my back was being ripped to shreds by this woman made me fucking primal.
"Didn't you say you wanted to make love?" I teased as I ran my tongue over the spots where I'd kissed; I'd made sure not to leave any marks on her neck just before the wedding, but that didn't mean I wouldn't leave them somewhere else. I lowered my mouth to her breasts and left several hickeys across the pair, one after the other. Her heaving chest and trembling breath only made me want to cover her with more.
"I was wrong... fuck me. I want to feel you while we're apart tomorrow." She crossed her ankles behind my back, pointing out exactly what she wanted.
She didn't have to tell me twice. I thrustinto her to guarantee she felt me until the wedding night, not just tomorrow. I seized her legs and threw them over my shoulders. Her ankles brushedagainst my ears as she cried my name. I leaned down to claimher mouth, but as I did so, her knees almost touched her breasts. I'd never been so deep in her before and I think it was my new favourite thing.
“You’re so fucking tight,” I growled against her lips as her teeth grazed my lower one.
“Lorenzo! Please…” Her hands scrambled over my torso as she looked for a place to grip onto as I fucked her harder every single time.
“Begging already?” I taunted since one of the first things she said was that she’s never begged, and she wouldn’t start with me.
Oh, how the mighty have fallen.
“Please.” Her eyes captured my attention as they pleaded as much as she did. Her cheeks had flushed the perfect shade of pink as her tongue darted out to dampen her lips.
“Come for me,amore.”
I had just arrivedat my parents’ house after the perfect evening and morning with Lorenzo. He had insisted on dropping me off at their door since Red wasn’t back yet. I knew that wasn’t the reason, the real one was because it would be the last time we’d see one another until I walk down the aisle.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.” He smiled as he kissed my knuckles on the hand he hadn’t stopped holding since we left home.
“I’ll be the one in white,” I teased as I kissed him tenderly.
“Anastacia, out, now!”Brilliant. Good timing, Papa.
“Your father has a way with timing.” Lorenzo rolled his eyes as I chuckled to the sound of my father tapping his knuckles on the passenger window.
“I have to go.” I just about had my hand on the door handle when I was pulled back towards Lorenzo, his lips possessing mine, and just like that, I forgot where I was.
“Now you can go.” He pecked my lips once more before my father impatiently yanked the car door open.
“I don’t appreciate being kept waiting, Lorenzo, and I most certainly don’t wish to see the display I just saw.” My father’s face was impassive, unable to read, but I couldn’t control myself. I let out a soft giggle as Lorenzo chuckled from the driver’s seat. “Well, I’m glad the pair of you find this funny.” My father let out a sigh as he folded his arms.
“Relax, Victor, we’ve done plenty worse.” If the ground could open and swallow me up, that would be great.
“Goodbye, Lorenzo.” My father slammed the door once I was out. I’d never seen Lorenzo laugh as hard as he did in that moment.
I waited for him to go, but much to my surprise, he didn’t. He opened the window and leant across the passenger seat.
“You forgot something.” He smirked.
“No, I didn’t, my father already has my bag.” I cocked my head to the side until it hit me.
“I wasn’t talking about the bag.” He tapped his index finger against his lips as he waited for me to open my mouth and say what he wanted to hear.
