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A fire builds deep in my belly, and before it can spread through my body, Armani finds my entrance and thrusts deep inside me. His pelvis hits mine, and I’m so impossibly full, I can’t breathe for a moment.
“Home,” he groans as he presses his face into the crook of my neck. “You feel like home, bella.”
I wrap my arms around him, and when he thrusts inside me again, I gasp, “You feel like home for me, too.”
Our mouths fuse together, and my hands move over his shoulders and down his muscled back.
God, I love his back. Feeling how his muscles move with each thrust makes me burn hotter for this man.
Then my palms find his ass, and I feel how he flexes as he takes me in slow and torturously deep thrusts.
God.
My legs fall open as wide as they can go. My back arches and I have to bite my bottom lip to keep from making a sound.
Hunger tightens Armani’s features right before he braces a hand next to my shoulder and starts to fuck me like a possessed man.
The friction of his manhood stroking the ever-living shit out of me has me coming apart in seconds. As my lips part and my muscles tense, Armani covers my mouth with his other hand.
Pleasure seizes me, and I convulse beneath him. He takes me even harder, and soon he’s jerking against my body as he finds his release.
We ride our pleasure together as Armani keeps filling me until he loses his strength and slumps down on me.
Breathless, we lie in the still of the night while tingles keep zapping through me.
Armani pushes his arms beneath me, holding me like I’m his favorite pillow. He presses his face into the crook of my neck again, and still buried deep inside me, he murmurs, “I’ll leave before the sun comes up.”
I wrap my arms tightly around the man who’s digging his way into my heart and press a kiss to his hair. “Sleep, moya lyubov'.”
Minutes later, I feel his breaths grow slower, and his body sinks deeper into mine.
My thoughts are filled with how Armani makes me feel. I’ve never met anyone like him, and day by day, he amazes me.
I already care so much for Armani, it’s only a matter of time before I love him.
I’m woken by the feel of Armani rubbing his pelvis against mine. When I open my eyes, the first rays of the sun start to break through the darkness, spilling through the window.
His face is still pressed against my neck, and I feel as he hardens inside me.
Armani never pulled out or moved as we slept.
He lets out a soft moan before he grinds against me again. The friction has need soaking my core, and I clench hard around his manhood.
“That feels so good,” I whisper.
I get no reply, and Armani stills again.
Shit, is he asleep?
His breaths are even, and I struggle not to laugh because even in his sleep, he wants to fuck me.
If that’s not proof of attraction, I don’t know what is.
He stirs against me again, his hand moving to my right breast. He grips it like a lifeline, his hips grinding again.
I’m going to die.
I’m stuck beneath him but try to lift my butt so I can rub against him for some much-needed relief.
God, he needs to wake up. I’m going to go up in flames.
I try to rub against him, but I can’t move much, and it has frustration unfurling in my chest.
He lets out a sleepy chuckle. “Do you need me to fuck you, bella?”
“No,” I mutter. “Turn onto your back.” I push his shoulders, and with another chuckle, he rolls over. I rush to straddle him and desperately slide down on his hardness.
“So much better,” I sigh before I begin to ride him, searching for the explosion of pleasure only he can give me.
Armani’s hands rest on my thighs as I pepper kisses over his chest, my hips swiveling and grinding.
My orgasm comes fast, and with my back arching, I bounce on his hardness, taking what I want from his body.
I feel him jerk beneath me, and opening my eyes, I see ecstasy washing over his face, his gaze burning fiercely on me.
“Such a horny girl,” he purrs. “You can fuck me awake anytime you need my cock.”
I slump down on top of him and admit, “That’s the first time I was able to make myself come. Seems you were the missing piece.”
It’s the first time I took what I wanted without thinking about someone else.
His arms wrap around me. “You haven’t orgasmed before I ate your pussy?”
His words make my cheeks flame up. I need to get used to his direct way of talking about sex.
“No.” I shake my head as I catch my breath. “I could never get it right.”
