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My fingers find the hem of her dress and hoist it up, cupping her ass, I lift her and sit her on the sink.

“Touch me, Luca. Please. Make me feel whole again. I want to feel alive. Only you can do that.”

“I’ll always make you feel good, Rosa. I was created for your pleasure. But I need something from you.”

“Anything.”

“I need you to go back to therapy. And I need to be able to contact you.”

“Okay.”I watch as her neck constricts as she swallows.

“I’ll send you another phone. I can’t not talk to you. It’s killing me. I need you.”

She nods. “We have to keep this a secret, though.”

What is she hiding? Right now, I can’t argue with her, not when I am doing the same thing as her.

“Agreed.” I nuzzle my face into the crook of her neck and inhale. Fuck, I’ve missed her. I will take her anyway I can. I can’t live without her, so this will have to do, for now.

“Good girl. Now spread those legs wider for me.”

I grin as she complies. Dipping my fingers under her dress, I hiss as I brush her lace panties, making my cock throb in my pants.

Hooking her thong to the side, I slide my finger along her slit, coating me with her slick juices before slipping into her entrance. My other hand traces along her collarbone before wrapping my hand around her throat, giving it a gentle squeeze.

The way she reacted at my engagement party, when my hand found her neck, tells me this is definitely something we need to explore.

“Mmm,” she hums, closing her eyes.

I keep my grip gentle so she can still breathe. I don’t want to leave a mark–this time. Claiming her lips for a ferocious kiss as I pump my fingers in and out of her.

“God, you are perfect, Rosa,” I rasp. Her hips start to grind to my rhythm.

“More, Luca,” she shouts. My eyes go wide, and I slam my palm over her mouth.

“Shh, Rosa. It’s not a secret if you announce to the house who you really belong to.”

Her eyes twinkle. There’s my girl.

Replacing my hand with my lips, she moans into my mouth. God, she was always so vocal, screaming out my name. It’s always so perfect.

I look down as her hands grip tightly onto the counter. That big diamond resting on her finger makes me murderous. But, as her walls begin to constrict around my fingers and her legs begin shaking against me, it distracts me from the garish rock.

Her moans get louder, from little breathy pants. Rolling up my sleeves, I offer her my tattooed forearm. “Bite down on my arm, no screaming today, Rosa.”

I can’t have this getting back to Maria. I have a free pass away from her tonight.

Her lips part as she bites down on my flesh. Circling her clit with my thumb, pain radiates through my arm as her teeth sink into me, no doubt drawing blood.

“That’s my good fucking girl, Rosa. Come all over my fingers for me,” I growl, my cock painfully straining against my zipper.

Her body starts to convulse as I stroke her orgasm out of her, my hand smothered in her juices. She is perfect.

She releases her teeth from above my wrist. I watch as droplets of crimson drip down my arm and smile. Bringing my arm up to my mouth, her eyes go wide as I lick the blood off and roll my sleeve down.

Her chest rises and falls frantically. “Do you feel better now?”

She nods with a sly grin.

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