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The way she says my name softens my soul. She makes it sound as if I’m the most important person in the world—the only one in her world that can make her feel better.
Usually, my sexual conquests with women are quick, emotionless, and get the job done. I never cared to keep going with other partners. It wasn’t often I ever wanted to come more than once. I only ever wanted to scratch an itch, but with Rosie it’s different. I never want to stop. I never want to leave. Her wild personality has set its roots deep inside me and has taken over my veins. She’s spread throughout me, her presence growing every day, and I know if she ever decided to leave, nothing would ever grow in her place.
And while I’ve softened for her, I’m more protective and murderous too. I have more to protect now. I have more to kill for and I won’t ever be afraid to spill blood if it means keeping my wife safe in my arms.
I ease out slowly, glancing down to see the tiniest hint of blood. The sight of it has me wanting to lose control and fuck her so hard the headboard breaks. If it was anyone else, any other woman, I would have without care, but I don’t want to hurt Rosie. She’s too important to me.
“Okay?” I sound hoarse as if I just smoked a pack of cigarettes after drinking whiskey for hours.
“More than,” she groans, closing her eyes from the pleasure.
I snap my hips, driving forward which forces her eyes open at the same time. “What did I say?” I settle on top of her and squeeze her throat. “Look. At. Me.” I thrust my hips again, my cock plummeting into her. She’s mine now.
Her lips part as erotic whimpers spill from her, and she holds onto me, her fingers digging so hard into my arms, I know I’ll have bruises. The wounds on my shoulders sting but the pain isn’t enough for me to stop.
“Ari, oh, you feel so good. Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
She seems so vulnerable. Every wall she’s created to keep me out has fallen and I plan to burrow my way in and never leave. I’ll break her walls every time and be there for them when they crumble so I can hold her in victory. She’s protective of herself. Always has been and I bet she always will be. It’s what makes her so strong but in this moment? It’s different.
She trusts me to take care of her.
I’m her protector now. “Fuck, Rosie. Your little cunt feels so good, Tesoro. I’m going to fill it up over and over again. You’re going to love it, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she hisses, stretching her neck to the side and I kiss the sensitive side of her throat.
The familiar tingle threatens my cock, my orgasm growing with every stroke I give her. I groan into her ear, a bit breathless, letting her hear how good she makes me feel.
“Rosie! Fuck.” I lift onto one hand, pounding relentlessly into her while my orgasm crashes through me. I plant myself as deeply as I can, filling her for the first of many times.
And I keep going, fucking my wife through my come until she’s crying out for me, her muscles tightening around my cock.
She sags against me, her entire body shaking.
I flip her onto her stomach and drive into her again, my come making a mess between us, and I lift her head by her hair to smugly whisper in her ear, “I told you, I’m far from being done with you.”
Chapter Nineteen
Rosie
I moan still half asleep, dreaming of all the ways Ari kept me up all night. He wasn’t lying when he said he could keep going and not once did he flag. We were done when I was done and even then, his hard cock pressed against my back all night as he held me.
Another pleasurable wave crashes through me and I open my eyes, the sleep still blurring my vision. I look down to see Ari between my legs, his eyes watching me as he feasts.
“Good morning,” he mumbles against me, his lips shining from his attempts to wake me up. I’d call it successful. “I couldn’t wait to taste you, Tesoro. I hope you can forgive me,” he says, spreading my pussy so get a better view of my clit. “I couldn’t resist.” He sucks my clit into his mouth which has me arching my back off the bed.
“Ari,” I slur his name, half with lust, half from being half asleep still.
He hooks his hands under my knees and yanks me closer. My ass presses against his chest while he holds me up by the thick of my ass, gripping each cheek as hard as he can. He growls against me, the vibrations adding to his sinful lashes of his tongue against me.
I’ve never thought sex could feel so good. I’m starting to think it doesn’t with just anybody, and it’s because I’m with Ari. Any other man wouldn’t have cared to make me come so many times. No other man would care about my pleasure so much or how I’m doing. They would have only cared about getting themselves off and I would have been just another woman added to the disappointed list of women left in need.
Ari’s arm wraps around my waist and he flips us. He’s on his back and I’m straddling his face.
“Sit,” he demands, the whispered word breezing against me.
I grab the headboard, staring down at him like he has lost his mind. “What? No, Ari. I don’t want to hurt you.” He’s lost his mind. I can’t put my entire weight on his face. I look down, noticing the humor dancing in his eyes as his fingers curl around my thighs and jerk me down. “Ari,” I try to protest, lifting myself off him. “You won’t be able to breathe.”
“That’s the point, Rosie. Sit on my face and don’t you dare move until you come.”
