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Holding under her thighs, I get up off the chair and deposit her sweet ass on my desk. The laptop is lying open right behind her back. She may hurt herself if she leans back, so I grab the thing and send it to the floor, as well.
“Are you out of your fucking mind?” She stares at me.
“On the contrary, tesoro.” I cup her butt cheeks in my palms and pull her toward the edge of the desk. “Lock your legs behind me and hold on.”
The moment she obeys, I thrust myself back inside of her. It feels so fucking good when her walls clutch at my cock while she watches me with those magnificent eyes. I’m not sure what I love more—Isabella’s breathtakingly sinful body, her unrelenting and steely spirit, or her brilliant mind. I’m crazy about everything where my young wife is concerned.
A mewl leaves her lips when I start pounding into her, and I soak up every single sound as I demolish her. When I feel her walls trembling around my cock, I stop holding myself back and let go, filling her up with my cum.
My desk phone rings. It somehow escaped the same fate that befell the laptop and the folders. I maintain my hold on Isabella as I sit back down on the chair, then reach for the phone.
“Donato, I’m busy,” I answer the phone.
Isabella starts to move, trying to stand up, but I squeeze my arm around her to keep her flush to my body. I like the feel of my cock inside of her.
“There’s a problem with the newest arms delivery,” Donato says. “We’re two crates of grenades short.”
There’s a lick at the side of my neck. Then, on my jaw, a bite.
“Deduct the amount equal to the cost of six crates, and wire Bogdan the money.”
Hands in my hair. A kiss at the corner of my mouth.
“Six?” Donato gulps. “What if he raises an issue?”
I turn my head and our gazes meet. She smiles mischievously and presses her lips to mine.
“Just remind him of the last discussion he and I had,” I say into Isabella’s lips, throw the phone on my desk, and wrap my hand around her throat.
“What are you wearing tonight?” I ask, sliding my hand up to cup her jaw.
“No restrictions?” She arches her eyebrows.
“No restrictions.” I press my lips to hers. “But only for tonight.”
She smiles, wraps her arms around my neck, and removes my hair tie. “You were right, you know? Iamobsessed with your hair,” she says and tunnels her fingers through the strands. “My first memory of you is like this. It was wet then, though.”
“I know, Isa.”
Isabella’s fingers go still. Fuck. I never meant that to slip out. I planned on telling her tonight that I remember everything.
“Damian told me I saved you, pulled you out of the pool when you were six,” I add.
“You did.” She smiles. “I should head back. There are still some last-minute checks to be made, and I have to change.”
“Make sure it’s not something too revealing, or I may change my mind.”
Her lips widen more. “What if it is?”
I tilt her head sideways to whisper in her ear, “There will be consequences, Isabella. You know that.”
“Yes.”
“Good.” I lean forward and press the intercom button on my desk phone. “Magda, bring me today’s listings.”
“Right away, Mr. Rossi.”
Isabella shifts, intending to get off my lap, but I tighten my arm around her, keeping her in place.
