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Salvatore grabbed one of my breasts hard and used his mouth as a suction cup on the other. I could feel the edges of his teeth pushing against my skin and it made me arch my back and moan. Yes, he was right, I loved it when he was a little rough and it turned me on when I got to see the bruises on my skin. It was like reading into a book of us.
“You could conquer the beauty of the Goddess Venus,Tesoro.”
“Are you trying to be charming?”
“I don’t need to charm you, Grazia. I have you already!” He roared and his eyes were burning with passion. “I’m telling you what I see.”
“You talk like this to all your other women.”
He laughed and the vibration tickled my skin.
“I love your jealousy. It proves to me what I already know.”
“And what is that?”
His hand slowly and methodically pushed my leotard to the side and he placed his erect cock at the entrance of my body, but didn’t push his way in. “That you can’t live without me, Grazia Paulina Caputo.” Oh, he got my middle name involved. This was serious.
I didn’t get to respond because he impaled my body with the entirety of his glorious length and I lost my breath. A million times we’ve shared a bed and every time was like the first. So intense, beyond the scope of simple words. After so many years, I still couldn’t get used to being with a man like him.
Before I got time to get used to the intrusion, Salvatore rolled around and suddenly, I was on top of him.
“What are you doing?”
“You,” he pinched my nipple, “have been exasperating in the past few days. You didn’t answer when I called, you talked all that bullshit about ending us. You don’t deserve to be fucked,Tesoro.”
“Excuse me?”
“Work for it.”
“Excuse me?”I repeated, fighting the urge to plant my fist into his aquiline nose.
“Move your ass and make yourself come on my cock or walk away. The choice is yours.”
I couldn’t fucking believe the nerve on him. Work for it? Who the hell did he think I was to talk to me like that? I was the princess of Palermo, the daughter of a powerfulDon. I was Grazia Caputo and no one got to treat me like a whore, not even Salvatore Fiori.
Calling his bluff, I pushed myself up from my knees, ready to walk away, but of course, his hands caught me by the hips and pulled me back down.
“You didn’t really think I’d let you go, did you?”
“Then don’t be an ass to me.”
He raised his torso and smashed his lips over mine, kissing me with a fearless possession. I fought him with my tongue and we ended up melting together in the middle of the flames.
“Sometimes I wonder, Grazi, if you’re really mad or just enjoy the fight.” It was the fight. Challenging Salvatore was always my drug and the thing that made me burn for him. I needed it. I craved it. Fighting Salvatore was making my blood run.
“Are we doing this or not? I don’t have the whole night, Salvatore.”
“Say you want me.”
“No.”
He rolled his hips and I felt a jolt of pleasure going from my gut straight through my head. It was like getting electrocuted.
“Say it.”
“Salvatore, don’t stop.”
“Why?” He moved again, this time slower, more agonizing.
