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“If I ever find out anybody else knows what you taste like, I’ll cut their tongue from their mouth. You understand?”

“Yes. Yes, I understand. Please.”

He grabs the vibrator and turns it on, a smile on his lips as he brings it to my clit. “That’s my dirty girl. Beg for it.”

“Please. Please make me come.”

His cock slides into my ass at a slow pace until he’s all the way in. The vibrations on my clit already have tears forming in my eyes, and my body is ready to come undone.

Every time I’m with Vicente, I experience a new feeling or sensation I’ve never felt before. The fullness I feel with his cock in my ass mixed with the stimulation of my clit has me a writhing, shivering mess.

I claw at his arms. I beg for more. I plead for mercy.

He begins to thrust a little faster, instructing me to hold the vibrator myself. His strong hands spread my thighs, holding them up as he stares at the place where our bodies connect. I watch as his jaw clenches, and his tongue swipes over his lips. He looks almost as blissed out as I feel.

“Oh god,” I cry, throwing my head back as my legs begin to quiver. “Vicente…Vicente…I’m gonna come.”

I barely get the last word out before I’m screaming into the room, my orgasm breaking me apart before putting me back together again. I drop the vibrator on the bed, unable to even shut it off. My breaths come in heavy pants, but I feel a lump in my throat I can’t explain. As I moan and whimper, I feel like I actually might cry, and I’m not sure why. I’m not sad. I’m over the moon with pleasure.

My eyes open and his face is blurry through the unshed tears, but when he sees how wrecked I am, it sends him over the edge.

He drops lower, bracing himself on his forearms as his nose nearly touches mine. “Fuck,” he roars, grunting through his release.

After several seconds of us lying together, a tangled mess of sweat-slicked skin, he places a kiss on my forehead before slowly slipping out of me.

I wince with his movement, the sensation foreign to me. He brings over a pack of unopened wet wipes and cleans me up before wrapping a different one around his shaft and cleansing himself.

After gathering all the toys we used and depositing them into the basket designated for used items, he picks me up off the bed and stands me next to him while he pulls the covers down. Carefully, he picks me up and lays me in the center of the mattress, climbing in next to me and covering us both up.

I lay my head on his shoulder and he wraps his arms around me, kissing the top of my head.

“We’ll just lay here for a little bit.”

“Okay,” I say quietly, snuggling into his warm body.

Vicente

ChapterForty

“Are you sure about this?” Khalid asks me before he digs into his food.

“A hundred percent.”

“You’ve just never wanted a relationship. No ties. No loss. That’s what you always said.”

“I know,” I say with a sigh. “Look, it wasn’t expected, but I went weeks without her and I refuse to do that again.”

“You were even more irritable than usual,” he murmurs.

I chuckle. “Fuck off.”

“What about Donati? Where does this leave us? You know I gotta think about this from a business standpoint. We’ve been having issues with them for years.”

“I know. We’ve had a quick discussion, but I’m planning on having another sit-down with him, with Mariella there for part of it, so we can come to a conclusion. Because he knows if he continues to fuck with us, I have his daughter. He doesn’t need to know I’d rather kill myself than hurt her, but it should keep him from pissing us off too much.”

“Yes, but will he think he has any sort of control over you because of your relationship with his daughter?”

“Fuck no. She doesn’t know that man, blood or no blood.”

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