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Luca heard his remark and laughed behind us as we turned down the hallway. I giggled as he pulled me forward and out of the dining room. It was obvious we didn’t head toward the kitchen as he brought me toward the bedrooms, and I rolled my eyes as he guided me toward hisroom. I followed him inside and opened my mouth to speak, but his lips cut me off. I couldn’t help the light moan as I leaned into his kiss. “Vincent,” I laughed. “Our friends are waiting for us downstairs.” He didn’t seem to care in the slightest as he pressed me into the wall beside the door and pinned both arms over my head, ravishing my neck with long, deep kisses. I only continued liquifying beneath him, rolling my eyes and leaning into him. “Vincent,” I moaned.
“Have I ever told you how fucking sexy you are?” he asked, and I chuckled. “When you grab your little stomach and talk about the baby. Do you even realize how big you smile when you do that? God, you never smile like that. It’s the sexiest shit I’ve ever seen.”
He dropped my arms and hooked me around the waist, lifting me. I wrapped my legs around him and sank into his hold, feeling the erection already pressing between my legs. My eyes veered over his exposed tattoos, and I nodded eagerly. “You want to know what turns me on?” I asked, nipping at his bottom lips.
“I already know.” He moved from the wall and turned toward the bed, carrying me toward it and tossing me on the surface. I bounced on it, attempting to sit up just in time for him to grab my leg and twist me. I gasped as I rested on my belly, both legs hanging off the bed. He gripped my hips and pulled me back into him before releasing one and grabbing a fistful of my hair, tugging my head up. I gasped and shuttered from the pure domineering force.
“I know you don’t like vanilla,” he said, leaning forward and breathing in my ear before nipping at the lobe. “The first time we met, do you remember what you said?”
“I said a lot of things,” I told him, trying to push myself upright. His grip only tightened, and I considered. “What did I say?”
“That you expected something rougher.” My mind trailed back to saying that, and my eyes widened. “I’m going to give that to you.” He didn’t hesitate before moving a hand between my legs and plunging a finger into me, doing something utterly sinful between my thighs. I gasped and moaned, and he didn’t relent. He continued working me until I came on his fingers so hard that I couldn’t stop myself from writhing and jerking. Still, he didn’t let me move an inch as he continued the assault on me. I shook and cried out as the pleasure eddied and revamped, more intense than before. I could hardly breathe as a second orgasm rocked me to my core.
“God, Vincent, please,” I begged. I didn’t know what I was begging for in the haze of my intense release; I just needed something.
He jerked back on my hair again, and the orgasm only intensified. I couldn’t remember ever screaming so loudly and so intensely as I did at that moment, coming around his fingers. “Please what?” he rasped.
I gathered my wits just long enough to clamp my jaw closed, take a deep breath, and give him what he wanted. I played with him for old times’ sake. “Please fuck me with your cock. Like aman,” I said.
“Fuck,Mia,” he said. We both knew he was with the manliest person around. He didn’t even bother undressing as he continued working me, undoing the zipper on his pants and allowing himself to spring from them. Jesus Christ, there was no denying he was a man. He removed his fingers and, in one powerful sweep, slammed into me. I shouted as the pleasure caused a deeper ache within me.
He rocked back and slammed into me harder. Faster. He wrapped an arm around my waist for leverage and held me to his chest as he fucked me with every ounce of yearning I reciprocated for him. We didn’t need all the frilly stuff. The words of affirmation. The extra touches. We needed none of it to know that we fit together so well that nothing could separate us. All that we were and all that we had overcome was cemented in the way his body molded mine and he pounded himself into me. We were everything as he brought me to my knees again, obliterating me in a way that only he could.
He withdrew from me and moved his cock up slightly before plunging into me again, only in a much different hole—one that stretched to accommodate him. He shouted and I cried out, shuddering from the surreal sensation of him filling another part of me. He plunged into me one more time before bringing his finger between my thighs and working me in a wholly different way. “I’m going to come,” I cried, rocking back into him as he moved faster and harder. I shattered beneath him, consumed by everywhere he touched me and all the things he did to fully satisfy me. It was almost too much as I moaned and cried out, listening to his light groans as he too came apart.
When he finally stopped, breathing as frantically as me, I looked over my shoulder at him. His flushed smile was all I needed to see to remind me of how lucky I was. Vincent Colombo was the reason I had become the luckiest, happiest woman alive, and I would never forget that.
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But one thing is certain, her life will never be the same.
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Her obsession to discover my secrets,
Made her the Mafia target.
As a Don, my world is dangerous and dark.
She’s too innocent to understand.
Now I must protect her like an Angel,
While I possess her like a Demon.
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