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Valentino growls and pulls out of me, flipping me on my stomach and pulling my hips back. He squeezes and massages my ass cheeks before pulling them apart and stroking his cock up and down my slit, from my clit all the way to my puckered asshole. I shudder at the thought of him taking me there.
I should be scandalized, right? But instead, I’m absolutelydrippingat the thought. As if reading my mind, Valentino leans over me, his muscled chest covering my back, and kisses between my shoulder blades.
“Not today, love. But soon, I’m going to have every inch of you.”
I whimper and nod, suddenly feeling empty without him filling me up in some way. “I need you, Valentino,” I beg, not caring if that makes me wanton or weak or slutty. I’ll be slutty for him any time.
“Need you too, kitten,” he grunts, slapping my ass once and then thrusting all the way inside me.
“Fuck,” I yell, gasping for air and digging my fingers into the mattress. “Oh fuck, you’re so deep, so deep…”
I trail off, unable to complete the thought as Valentino pistons in and out of me, hitting that special spot with each powerful stroke of his fat cock. I press my body back into him, increasing the friction and causing us both to moan.
Valentino slides one arm under my hips to keep me in place while he fucks me savagely. His other hand skims up my back, the softness of his fingertips tickling up my spine intensified by the hard pounding he’s giving me.
Valentino twists his fingers in my hair, pulling my head to the side so he can lean down and kiss me. His abs flex and tense against my lower back as he stuffs me full of his dick and tongue at the same time.
I bite his lip and he snarls into my mouth, making me even wetter for him.
“I want to feel you come like this,” he says in a gravelly whisper before kissing the spot between my neck and shoulder.
Before I can respond, Valentino pinches my clit and bites my shoulder, making my pussy snap almost painfully tight around him.
“God fucking damn, I love feeling you squeeze my cock,” he rasps.
I think he’s going to come too, but instead, he pulls out and flips me back over, entering me again in one swift motion.
“Valentino!” I scream, coming again, or maybe still. I claw at his back as my body jerks, every movement sparking a deep, insatiable need.
“Katya,” he grunts, holding himself up on one hand beside my head. His other hand grips my hip and steadies my trembling body as he buries his massive dick inside me again and again, tearing me apart ruthlessly in the best way possible.
Each stroke winds me up, up, up, my pleasure mounting into an almost unbearable orgasm. Everything goes white as my climax ravishes me from the inside out. My back bows, pressing my tits up against Valentino’s hard muscles, and then I curl up in his arms, burying my head in his chest right as he roars his own release.
His arms give out and Valentino collapses on top of me, his large, warm body blanketing mine and keeping me sheltered from the storm of emotions and sensations rushing through my body. He tries to roll away, but I cling to him, needing his skin on my skin just a little bit longer.
“I don’t want to crush you, princess,” he chuckles into the side of my neck before kissing me there.
Valentino rolls to the side but keeps me in his arms, pressing me close to his body. My eyes are closed and I’m still shaking from my multiple orgasms, but Valentino slowly calms me down with the gentle touch of his fingertips swirling over my skin.
When I open my eyes, I’m floored by the look of awe in his deep brown gaze.
“That was…Jesus, that was amazing.”
I nod and grin at him, giggling when he kisses all over my face. He tucks my hair behind my ear and presses his lips to mine, just savoring our closeness.
We stay like that for a while, on our sides, facing one another. Valentino runs his hand up and down my curves, tracing my outline, drawing me into being, giving me shape and purpose and meaning.
Eventually, Valentino readjusts us so he can pull the covers over our naked bodies. I curl up against his side, feeling safer and more loved than I can ever remember.
CHAPTERSEVEN
VALENTINO
“What the hell?” I mutter to myself as I pull the pan of what was supposed to be muffins out of the oven. Instead of having fluffy tops, these muffins are flat. How I managed to both burn the edges and undercook the center is a mystery to me.
So much for putting together a nice meal for Katya. She’s made me hot chocolate, chicken alfredo, and cupcakes. It’s only fair that I cook for her as well. Too bad I suck at anything culinary-related.
Growing up, my mom moved from one wealthy monster to another. We had chefs, so there was no need to learn how to cook. Once I escaped that prison at eighteen, I lived off whatever I could scrounge for until the Di Salvos picked me up and made me what I am today.
