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“I’d find you anywhere, even blindfolded.” He shifted, and the movement caused his hard cock to press harder against me.
Through gritted teeth, I muttered, “That’s because you’re an obsessive, possessive psychopath.”
“Since your cunt is currently weeping all over this psycho’s cock and begging for me to fill it, I’d say you’re just fine with it. Now, stay still. Almost finished.”
“I am the Morelli known for making questionable decisions.” I tilted my pelvis, hoping for a fraction of relief, but he held me down and tugged more of the wax off my body.
“I’m the choice you can never take back.”
“You’re insane.”
“A second ago, I was a psychopath. Which one is it? Am I insane or a psycho?” He came over my body.
His weight now settled so much firmer against me. His thick cock pushed against my desperate pussy, making me hungry.
“I’m the insane one. I will lose my mind if you don’t fuck me soon.”
“Psychopath it is.” He bit down on the mound of one breast, giving it a delicious sting, followed by licks and grazes of his teeth.
He gave the same ministration to the other side. All the while, his engorged erection lay thick and heavy between the lips of my sex.
Every time he moved, he rubbed along my slickness, a calculated torture meant to heighten my arousal and drive me closer and closer to the edge.
He was evil and wicked and oh so wonderful.
I tugged on my restraints, and my pussy wept, desperate to be filled.
“You’re soaking these sheets. Was I right? Did you love and hate it?”
“Yes,” I answered, knowing there was no point hiding the truth. “I want more.”
“You’re very greedy, Sophia Morelli.” He nipped my ear.
This man understood my body better than I could. He gave me the means to explore things I never permitted myself to open the doors to before him.
He’d never push me beyond what I could handle, and if we ever skated the edge, I had my safeword. I knew he’d stop the moment it spilled from my lips.
I doubted I’d ever utter the word with him.
Marriage.
A tingle shot down my spine.
Once upon a time, that word brought so much anxiety into my mind. The thought of it meant chains, restrictions, abuse.
I wasn’t sure anymore. Maybe with the right—nope, I wasn’t going there.
Get that thought right out of your head, Sophia.
“What’s wrong?” Damon brought his face close to mine. His breath coasted over my lips.
“What makes you believe anything is wrong?”
“I can read every single reaction of your body.”
“You think you have me that figured out.”
The next thing I knew, he slid the mask from my eyes, flooding them with light.
