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He turns his back and walks a few steps away, hands in his head, before he turns back and faces me again. “It’s not safe, Brielle. We need time to think of a plan and even once we have a plan in place, you’re pregnant.”
“I’ll stay in the car. I’ll do whatever you tell me to do. I just don’t want to be left behind. I need some sense of closure. I need to look them in the eyes and know that all of this is done.” I sigh and go to him, wrapping my arms around his waist and resting my head on his chest. “I need to know why they kept me. Even if it is for the reason you think, I want to hear it from them.” He kisses my forehead and hugs me tighter. “Let me think about it, alright? If there is a way to keep you safe, then I will consider it, but if there isn’t, I’m not above having you locked in your room.”
“I understand. Thank you.”
He kisses me slowly before resting his forehead against mine. “I don’t know what you’ve done to me.”
“That goes both ways.” I run my hands up his torso, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt.
When I pull him down for another kiss, the rest of the world falls away. Nothing matters in that moment except him and the way we feel for each other.
“I love you,” I whisper as he pulls off my shirt and tosses it to the side.
“I love you too,” he says between deep kisses that make my toes curl.
Our clothing falls to the floor in a hurry, landing in a heap as we make our way to the bed. Every inch of our bodies pressed together. His hardened cock pushes into my torso, sending waves of lust rolling through me.
Salvatore lowers me to the bed, crawling on top of me and grabbing one of my thighs. His fingers massage the skin as he kisses his way down my neck and to my breasts. His tongue circles around one nipple slowly, his gaze focused on mine. As his fingers make their way between my legs, my wetness coats my thighs.
He groans as he pushes two fingers into me. My pussy pulses around him, tension building as he sucks on one nipple and then the other. Salvatore teases my nipples in time with the thrusting of his fingers while my nails rake down his back.
My inner walls squeeze his fingers tighter as his thumb presses against my clit. As he thrusts harder and faster, my hips lift higher.
“I want you to come all over my hand like a good girl. I want to feel how much you love what I’m doing to you,” he says, his voice barely more than a growl.
As he kisses his way down my body, I’m teetering on the edge of an orgasm. When he teases my clit with his tongue and teeth, I come undone.
My legs are shaking as I orgasm, his fingers still driving deeper and deeper into me. He takes his time, drawing out the orgasm as he massages my inner walls. His tongue continues to flick against my clit as my legs stop shaking.
“You’re so pretty when you come,” he says, before tracing his way back up my body with his tongue.
Every touch makes my body feel like it’s on fire. He flips us over, his hands trailing down my curves as I straddle his hips. When I sink onto his cock, I arch my back, rolling my hips, and taking him deeper.
Salvatore’s grip on my hip tightens as I plant my hands on his chest and rock my hips. He groans, one hand leaving my hip to fist my hair. With my hair wrapped around his fist, he pulls my head back. I moan and roll my hips again as he sets the pace, thrusting up from below.
“Fuck,” I say, moving faster as my pussy starts to pulse around him. “Your cock feels so good.”
“Fuck yes, Brielle. Ride it until you're dripping with come.”
I dig my nails into his chest as I move faster, needing more of him. My inner walls pulsate around his throbbing cock as he pulls my hair harder. He comes hard and fast, his hand leaving my hair to grip my hips again.
Salvatore slips a hand between my legs, his thumb pressing against my clit as I continue to ride him. The pressure on my clit is enough to send me over the edge. My pussy squeezes him hard as the tension building in my body shatters.
“Damn,” he says, reaching up to brush my hair behind my ear. “You know, I think that might have been better than the other times.”
I laugh as I fall to the bed beside him. Salvatore wraps an arm around me and kisses my forehead.
“You know,” he says as his fingers drift up and down my arm. “We really are going to have to figure out what to do about the situation with your parents.”
I sigh and close my eyes, inhaling the scent of his cologne to try and ground myself. “I know. Right now, though, can we not? It seems like a problem for the morning. I just want to enjoy being in love with you before the rest of the shit hits the fan.”
He chuckles and kisses me quickly. “Everything is going to be alright. I’m going to do everything I can to protect you and our baby.”
“I know,” I say, even though my mind is in complete turmoil.
After the beating I took, I’m not going to underestimate what my parents are capable of. Even though I am feeling better, the mirror shows me each time what they threw my way.
If they could hurt me like that once, they can do it again.
