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She throws her head back, and I take full advantage, knowing how wild she becomes when I leave a love bite on her. She cries out as I sink my teeth into her skin, her pussy contracting around my cock.
Her fingers claw at me, leaving her own marks on me. I can feel the skin opening on my back from her nails. It only adds to my need for her. My pace is relentless, brutal, as I fuck her with abandonment. She watches me, her beautiful gray eyes so full of need and trust that I almost come right here. Fuck, she’s amazing and all fucking mine.
“Please, Elio,” she pleads, her voice hoarse. “I’m so close.”
Thank Christ.
I tighten my grip around her hips as I feel my spine tingling. She’s not the only one who’s close.
I keep my thrusts hard and deep, rotating my hips so that I get deeper inside of her pussy. She releases a strangled moan as her pussy convulses around my cock, flooding me with her juices. God, she’s so damn tight. My balls tighten, and I know there’s no fucking way of holding it off any longer.
Her lips press against my chest, right over my scars. That’s enough to send me over the top. I thrust deep into her, my cock swelling as I bottom out inside of her.
“Yes,” she hisses, as she tumbles over the edge again as I explode inside of her. Her pussy clenches around my cock, pulling every bit of cum from me.
I collapse onto the bed beside her and try to catch my breath. That wasn’t meant to happen. But fuck it felt so fucking good.
“You okay?” I ask her, wanting to ensure that she’s okay and I didn’t push too hard.
She gives me a sweet as fuck smile. “More than okay. That was amazing.” She releases a yawn as she presses closer to me. “I need a shower but I’m too tired. You’ve worn me out.”
I chuckle. “Come,” I say as I get to my feet. “I’ll wash you.”
Her eyes go soft as she looks at me. “I love you.”
I don’t think I’ll ever tire of hearing that. “Ti voglio bene, moglie mia.”(I love you, my wife.)
“What does that mean?” she asks as I pull her into my arms and walk us toward the bathroom.
I’m surprised she’s finally asking. It’s been months and she’s just let everything I say slide. “I said, I love you, my wife.”
She rests her head on my shoulder. “What doesmia amatamean?”
“My beloved,” I reply instantly.
“Elio,” she whispers, no doubt remembering the first time I called her that was after she woke up after the gala.
“Let’s get you washed,” I say, as I switch on the shower.
I let the water cascade down the both of us. I reach for her washcloth and start to wash her body. “I could get used to this,” she sighs contently.
I’m fucking so glad that she’s comfortable around me and is able to be who she truly is.
She leans against me as I wash her. Her body is completely soft, and there’s no tension. She trusts me. Fuck… It’s a heady feeling knowing I’ve regained her trust and then some.
“Mia amata,” I say once we’re lying in bed.
“Hmm,” she says sleepily.
“I’m booking our honeymoon tomorrow,” I say, and her eyes pop open. “Where would you like to go?”
Her lips part in surprise. “I don’t know,” she whispers, the happiness radiating off her in waves.
“Want me to choose?” I ask, knowing she can get overwhelmed with choices.
She grins. “Yes, please, but don’t tell me. I want it to be a surprise.”
I pull her into me. I have it already planned out. I just wanted to see if there was anywhere in particular she’d like to go.
