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He gripped my ass and slapped it. I yelped and obeyed, letting my hips relax. Giving him all my weight. He groaned and worked my clit in quick circles with the blunt tip of his tongue. Dragging the pleasure back up to the surface.
“Oh my God,” I moaned.
I knew he must be rock hard and I wanted to look, but I didn’t dare break eye contact. He would slap my ass hard if I disobeyed him. Delicious anticipation shuddered down my spine and pleasure burst slowly through my hips and thighs.
My stomach went tight and I felt my eyes widen as it hit me. Slow, long pulses of pleasure that I felt in every part of my body. My hips writhed and my knees gave out. He caught me before I fell backwards and flipped me roughly onto my back.
“Spread your thighs,” he ordered.
His lids were heavy and there was nothing but the driving need to fuck in his eyes. I shuddered, with pleasure and anticipation, and obeyed him. Spreading my legs wide and baring my pussy.
He slid between my legs and into me. My lower back arced off the bed—God, he was so big and I was tender from being fucked last night. I gasped and my arms wound around his neck. Clinging to him as he pushed himself ruthlessly into me until he was sheathed in my pussy.
“Mine, my perfect slut,” he murmured. “I want to fuck you like this forever.”
My head spun. He drew back and slammed into me, clearly not caring if he made me sore. My nails dug into his skin, tearing my pleasure into his hard shoulders.
“Fuck me,” I begged.
This was crazy, this wasn’t normal. I barely knew this man and after all he’d done to me, he had no business talking about me like I belonged to him.
But I knew right then if he ever talked about anyone else like that, it would break my heart.
We fucked frantically, our breaths loud. I wanted him so deeply inside me I could feel him for days. He clearly wanted the same thing because he stopped and flipped me onto my stomach, lifting my hips. His cock filled me before dragging out and slamming back in.
“That’s right,” he said through gritted teeth. “Take my cock, take all of it. The way you were made to, princess.”
I whimpered and his hand came up and tangled in my hair. He drew my head back in an arc and his mouth brushed down the side of my neck.
Kisses pressed into my shoulder and sent flutters through my stomach and thighs. Just as his lips reached my upper arm, I felt his stomach ripple and his cock went so hard in me I whimpered into the bed.
“Take my cum,” he breathed, riding me with short strokes as he emptied himself into my pussy.
We both went still and his warm body sagged over mine. His breath was heavy and his mouth felt extraordinary as he pressed kisses between my shoulder blades.
Who was Duran Esposito?
At first, he’d been nothing more than a villain. My kidnapper, a playboy mafia man without empathy.
But I was completely wrong about that.
There was a gentleness to him that I’d never expected. And beneath that gentleness ran a secret current of sadness. I wondered if I was the only person he’d ever revealed it to.
“Are you alright?” he murmured.
“Yeah,” I said, turning my head to the side. “I’m okay. Want to let me up?”
I could feel him smile as he pressed one last kiss into the crook of my neck and eased his cock from between my thighs. A dull ache moved through my hips. Behind me, I heard him walk into the bathroom and turn on the shower.
Feeling shy, I went after him. He stood beneath the two nozzles built into the ceiling, letting the hot water pound down on his upper back. His eyes flickered open and fixed on me.
“Come here,” he said.
I obeyed, stepping beneath the water with him. He gathered up my hair and brushed it behind my shoulders. His finger trailed down my throat and traced my collarbones.
“Did I ruin you, princess?” he asked quietly.
“Yes, a little bit,” I admitted.
