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‘Wider,’ he demanded. He opened me up with one hand, pulled my thong to one side and swiped the head of his cock from my anus down to my clit, and back again.
‘Yes,’ I gasped as the sensations spread through me.
My body came alive, and I pushed backwards, claiming him as my own as I insisted with my body language that he enter me. When he swiped back through my wet, engorged lips for a third time, I felt my knees begin to buckle.
All at once, his arm came underneath me. My feet left the floor as he lifted me up to exactly where he wanted me to be. Then holding me around the waist and supporting me, at last he pushed inside me.
In one thrust, I was impaled fully on his cock. I felt a momentary sting, before my body relaxed to accommodate the size of him. The feel of him inside me was perfect. Our bodies melded together as one and I relaxed into our union.
‘Serafina.’ I knew he felt the same by the way he groaned my name.
He dragged his fingers down my spine, making my back arch as he leant back and began to move quickly. There was no tenderness, no concern for the other, only a desperate need to reclaim what we had lost many years before.
‘If you ever let another man, be “more” to you. If you ever let another man touch you like he thinks he has the right to, then I will fuck you like this in front of him, just before I burn out his eyes and slit his throat.’ His thrusts inside me grew harder as we both chased the release we were after. ‘You wanted the fucking devil, Serafina, you’ve got him. Here I am. Now you will take all of me.’
I didn’t think it possible, but his thrusts once again grew in strength and speed.
‘Please,’ I mewled at him.
‘Fucking take it,’ he commanded and in response I tensed my muscles around him, knowing it would drive us both to the brink we were sprinting towards. Faster and faster he moved, until I could feel drops of sweat leaving his forehead and dripping down onto my bare back. ‘Take it all,’ he moaned.
‘Oh, God.’ My body promptly responded.
‘I swear I will kill you, Serafina, if you ever so much as look at another man again. You’re mine, until your last fucking breath.’
‘I’m yours,’ I responded, just as all the oxygen disappeared from the room, my orgasm engulfed me, swept me up and carried me away. Bright light hit the back of my closed eyelids as my body began to convulse under his and I carried him over the edge with me.
‘Fuck, Serafina.’
Finally, his body covered mine and I felt replete.
His warm lips kissed my shoulder blades, as his hands moved down my arms to release his tie from my wrists. With us still bent over the table, Salvatore took hold of my hands and threaded his fingers in between mine. In that moment, we were as one; our pain and pleasure was shared, and I knew that together we were stronger.
CHAPTER FIVE
SERAFINA
Minutes later,he had stepped away from me after helping me to retrieve my dress. While we had been connected as one, his anger had cooled. However, with no further communication happening between us, I could feel his fury escalating once more.
Ignoring the impending storm, I carried on smoothing my hands down the creased material as I tried to make sure I was presentable, when I heard him ripping a chair from the stack. As the chair came through the air and ricocheted off the wall Salvatore had thrown it at, I flinched slightly.
‘NO. ONE. FUCKING. TOUCHES. WHAT’S. MINE.’
His feet moved quickly over the floor, until once again I heard him pick up another chair. This time the chair flew in the other direction, colliding with a less solid looking wall, making chunks of the plaster fall to the floor, and a few small clouds of dust appear.
‘He never touched me, Salvatore… not in the way you’re implying. He never laid one hand inappropriately on what’s yours.’ Shaking my head gently from side to side, I reached out to touch my fingertip to the edge of the table to steady myself as the tears I’d held back on many occasions that day began to pour down my face.
‘No?’ he questioned.
‘Not in a sexual way.’ I lifted one hand and wiped quickly at my nose, determined not to sob.
‘Then how did he touch you, little bird?’ I understood what he was asking. He wanted to know if I was in love with Nick.
‘He was there for me when no one else was. He cared for me on the days I couldn’t stop crying,’ I answered quickly, eager to convince Salvatore that he couldn’t be further from the truth. If he found any hesitancy in my voice, I realised it could cost Nick his life.
‘And that’s all?’ I could hear the disbelief in his tone.
I knew I had to tell him everything if we were to move on when we left this room. ‘I love him… but not in the way you’re thinking.’
