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His friend yelps and backs away, clearly not one to break up a fight.
The scuzzy guy falls to the ground, holding his cheek.
“What the hell? Who the fuck are you?”
I don’t answer, hitting him again and again until my knuckles split. I’ve broken his nose and busted his lip before Mia puts her hands on my shoulders, pulling me away.
I’m breathing hard, sweating, and I have blood on my knuckles, part mine and part his.
“Dante, stop!” Mia yells. “Someone’s going to call the cops.”
“Let them,” I snarl, pulling away from her and spitting in the guy’s face. He whimpers. “No one talks about my wife’s tits like that. No one calls her a fucking tease.”
He whines out an apology, begging me not to hit him anymore and it just disgusts me. He hadn’t even fought back. I kick him in the ribs once, twice, before Mia tugs me toward the car she’d called for us desperately.
I finally turn toward her, panting.
“Dante,” she whispers as we hurry to the car. Her face looks blank and worried, and I figure she’s going to be mad.
The driver opens the back door quickly, his face pale as he looks toward the guy in the parking lot.
I give him a hard look and he swallows visibly as we get in and he closes the door, hurrying to the driver’s side.
“Fuck, Dante,” Mia murmurs, and when I turn to her to apologize, she climbs into my lap, kissing me hard and hungry.
I kiss her back just as hard, putting my hands on her hips, thrusting up beneath her. I’m already half-hard in my slacks. She pulls away to take a breath and I latch on to the base of her throat, making a mark there.
She moans, rocking her hips toward me, her dress riding up to bunch around her hips. Her thighs clench around me and I surge up beneath her again.
“You’re mine,” I mumble against her skin. “No one touches you but me.”
“Yes,” she breathes. “All yours.”
I keep marking her throat, leaving a row of red marks, and Mia gasps, her body trembling as I work her over.
I pull away to rip down the top of her dress, tearing it in the middle so that her breasts bounce free. I put my mouth on one nipple, sucking and nipping, and then the other, and Mia moans so loud that I’m sure the driver is blushing.
I’m grateful that the limo has plenty of room, because I need hernowand we’re both wearing too many clothes. I shift her so that she’s lying on her back and tug up her skirt, noting that she’s not wearing any panties and groaning low in my throat.
I slide my fingers through her slick heat, pressing two up inside her and she arches her back, whispering my name over and over. I love the way it sounds like a prayer.
“Look at me,” I demand, and Mia’s blue eyes pop open. “Want you to know who’s making you feel this good.”
“You, Dante. Always you,” she moans.
Heat floods through my body and my balls tighten up, aching because I need to be inside her right now.
I fumble with the buckle of my slacks, the alcohol fuzzing my brain, and finally free myself, guiding myself into Mia with one hand.
She rocks her hips forward and I don’t fuck her slow and steady like I usually would. There’s something primal in me, something that needs to make her mine, and I thrust into her hard and fast, quick strokes just chasing my orgasm.
Mia doesn’t seem to mind, she’s making all manner of incoherent noises as the driver pulls onto the freeway. I rock into her faster, harder, watching where we’re joined together, loving the lewd sounds it makes when I pump in and out of her.
I look down at her face, her blue eyes wide and glassy, full mouth parted, and my hips stutter as she cries out.
“I’m coming, Dante!”
I can feel it, feel the way her walls clench around my dick, and it feels like heaven and I’m only a stroke behind her, shuddering as I fill her up with my seed.
