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“Vito,” she whispers. I reach down for the hem of my black tee and pull it over my head, revealing the scars that thin out over my chest and abdomen and become harsher again around my wrists and hands.
Since I broke contact when I took my top off, Wren waits patiently for me to nod at her before she brings her hands down on me again.
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
I hiss through my teeth, my skin beyond sensitive to her touch as my eyes feast on her naked body. She’s so confident in her own skin, and I want to feel like that with her too. Since we brought her to Italy, all we have done is take from her, and now it’s time to turn the tables around and let her see a rawness in me no one else has the opportunity to view.
I’m sure she’ll have questions, but they’re for another day, not now. Not when I’m so close to feeling her again.
Her fingers slowly run over my abs, making my muscles clench and my cock beg for attention, and I’m sure I almost sob when her fingers tease the button of my pants.
“Do it, Wren. Take me out,” I mutter as she undoes the button and slowly pulls down the zipper. I lift up ever so slightly to pull my gun from my holster at my hip, placing it on the table behind Wren just in time for her to free my solid cock from my boxers.
My dick throbs as she runs her fingertip over my burning skin, teasing me with the briefest of touches, and I grab her wrist as I halt her movements before she does anything else.
“Don’t touch me, Wren. I’m going to explode,” I grunt, testing my grip at her wrist as she looks at me with a hint of pride in her eyes. “I don’t want to feel anything but your pussy stretching around my cock, clenching and clenching for more as I take what’s mine.” Her pupils dilate at my words.
“Fuck,” she gasps, moving her hands to my shoulders as I grab my cock to line it up with her sweet entrance.
“You guys better knock it the fuck off,” Matteo growls, interrupting our moment as we both glance in his direction to find him standing in front of his seat with a glare aimed our way.
Never.
“Sorry, Matteo, but that’s not going to happen,” Wren declares, eyes glaring at my brother as she slowly drops down on my dick.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
Inch after inch, she takes me, drowning my cock in her sweet pussy as she clenches around me. She angles her body to face me again. Matteo grunts something, but it’s not audible over the ringing of pleasure in my ears.
Wren remains seated on my cock for a moment, adjusting, as we both attempt and fail to catch our breath. I want to be panting, I want to be sweating, and I want to be exhausted, all because of her.
Flexing her hips, Wren keeps her eyes fixed on mine as she lifts up, until only the tip remains inside her before she falls down on my cock once more, only faster this time.
“God,” I grunt, my teeth grinding as I bite back the need to climax already.
I place my hands on her hips, flexing my fingers against her skin as she shivers against me. Looking up at her, I wait until her half-mast eyes are opened a little before I reach my tongue out and flick it over her right nipple first, before repeating the same process to her left.
It’s fucking hot how she rakes her nails over the nape of my neck, encouraging me, until the sound of a door opening from behind me startles us both. Before I even have a chance to process anything, Wren’s right hand leaves my skin and metal is scraped over the table.
“Get the fuck out. Now.”
Her hips don’t stop moving, her body still taking from mine, demanding pleasure, but as I look up at her, I find her pointing my gun at someone behind me. Tilting my head further back, I realize it’s the stewardess assisting us on this flight. Not the same as the last one, not after Wren showed her distaste for her, but now this girl hasn’t helped either. Especially when she doesn’t move a step and continues to gape at Wren who is naked as hell, her tits bouncing as she fucks me, all while pointing a gun at the unsuspecting woman.
“Are you fucking stupid?” Wren bites as I hear the sound of the safety being taken off the gun, and in the next moment, the woman is gone.
Thank fuck for that, I wasn’t stopping to clean up blood anyway.
“I don’t know how you have the ability to get hotter and hotter, Wren, but you fucking do.” I thrust up into her, driving home my point as she brings the gun down, resting it against the seat beside my head as she grins, slamming down on me with more force as she groans.
“Fuck, Gio, I’m going to have to call you back.” Enzo sounds panicked, but I know he’s far from it. He’s likely unable to control himself after watching Wren just now.
I’m very aware of the gun beside my head with the safety off as I tighten my grip on her hips, holding her in place as I thrust hard into her core for extra measure as she gasps for breath. I love how her skin turns pink along her chest and neck, need and desire painting my girl before my eyes.
Running my tongue over my bottom lip, I loosen my hold as I let her take the reins again. When her eyes meet mine, I nod over her shoulder indicating for her to follow my line of sight.
“Look what you’ve done now, Wren.”
“Fuck,” she whispers as she turns to find both Matteo and Enzo with their cocks out, jerking off to the mere sight of her as she rides me.
