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His words bring me closer to my edge and he seems to sense it.
"Are you close?" he asks, his voice low and dangerous. I can tell he already knows the answer, but I admit it anyway, my breath hitching as I say, "Yes, I'm close."
"Good," he replies, smirking. "I want you close." But then, just as I'm about to come, he pulls his fingers out of me, leaving me empty and frustrated. "Close and wanting."
I protest, but he silences me with a glare. "Shut up and take what I give you when I give it to you."
Dropping his pants, he pushes his cock into my mouth and I choke on it, gasping for air.
"Fuck, I love the feeling of you choking on my cock. The way your eyes water and your throat tightens. My beautiful little princess.”
My fingers find my clit again, and he allows it this time. "I knew you couldn't wait," he teases.
I work my clit, cresting as his cock fills my mouth, the pleasure so intense I can barely breathe. He pulls out, leaving me gasping, and yanks me up onto all fours. "Now," he growls, "I'm going to fuck any thought of another man out of your mind."
As he slams into me, the room disappears, and all that's left is Giovanni and the raw, primal connection between us. I may be trapped in this place, but in this moment, nothing else matters.
I can't let him win, though. I don't want to break so easily.
"You know why I'm marrying someone else?" I goad. "It's because you were never able to satisfy me." I taunt him, my voice breathless and filled with defiance. He slaps my ass hard, the sound echoing through the room.
"Every orgasm you've had says otherwise," he growls, unrelenting. "Keep lying like that, and I'll fuck the truth into you."
He thrusts into me again, filling me completely, and I can't help but cry out in pleasure. It feels so good to have him inside me after all this time, and it's clear he knows it. His hips slam against mine with a fervor I haven't experienced before, each thrust making me crave him more. The intensity of his movements is driving me closer to the edge, and I know it won't be long before I come undone again.
"Are you ready to admit it yet?" he asks between grunts, his voice laced with lust. "That you don't want any other man's cock but mine? That I'm the only one who can make you feel this way?"
"No," I gasp, stubborn even as my body betrays me, gripping him tightly. My words seem to spur him on, his pace quickening, his grip on my hips tightening.
"Your pussy says otherwise," he whispers menacingly, his teeth nipping at my earlobe.
His hips continue to pound into me relentlessly, his free hand moving up to squeeze my breasts, pinching my nipples almost painfully. I can't hold back my cries of pleasure, feeling myself break under the onslaught of sensation.
"God, yes, Giovanni... I love your cock," I confess, my voice laced with desperation. "Please, fuck me as hard as you can. I can take it."
"Whose pussy is this?" he demands, his voice low and dangerous.
"Yours!" I scream, the words tearing from me.
"That's right," he says. "Even if you marry someone else, you'll always be begging for my cock," he says, thrusting into me so hard I can barely support myself on the floor, "and I'll always come and give it to you."
"Yes!"
"Say it again," he orders, his grip on my breast tightening as he twists my nipple.
"Only yours," I gasp, feeling the pleasure build within me. "I want no one else's cock but yours."
"Come for me," he commands, and that's all it takes – the pleasure crashes over me like a tidal wave, leaving me breathless and trembling.
As the waves of ecstasy course through my body, every nerve ending alight with sensation, I feel him pull out of me. He turns me around, stroking himself until he comes on my breasts. Then, he picks up my hand and drags my fingers through his cum, spelling out his initials. I look at him, my eyes filled with a mix of lust and defiance.
"Go on," he says, taking my fingers and pressing them to my lips. "Lick the cum you swore you didn't want."
And I do, knowing that no matter what happens in the future, this connection between us will always be there – raw, powerful, and impossible to ignore.
ChapterForty-One
The taste of her lingers on my lips, a bittersweet reminder of the passion that had consumed us just moments ago. As I carefully wash my essence from her heated skin, my fingers dance over the curves of her body like a gentle caress. The need to hold her in my arms and protect her is overwhelming, but I have so many questions that must be answered first.
