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“Thank you, and I have her favorite meals in the fridge.”
“Has she eaten?” I probed.
“I tried, but she wasn’t hungry,” he stated.
“She needs to eat.”
“I agree.” He turned to leave.
After slamming the glass on the end of the bar, I stomped from the room and then upstairs. I was frustrated at how my day had ended in another fight with Nyla after she jumped to conclusions. I shoved the door open without knocking. Her bed was half-made, her clothes were tossed around. The bathroom door was open a smidge, and steam was coming from the running shower. I moved in further, shutting and locking the door behind me. After peeking in, I saw the steam fill the room. I peered around at the lit candles on the counter and opened the shower door.
“Oh shit!” Nyla jumped back, covering herself.
“You didn't eat.”
Her hair was wrapped to protect it from the water. “What?”
“I paid the chef to prepare dinner, and you told him you're not hungry.”
She turned to step under the faucet. “I'm not.”
“Nyla, we need to talk.”
“Can you leave so I can have some privacy?”
I licked my lips as her small hands tried to cover her plump breasts, and the curve of her hips and thick thighs glistened under the water.
“Vincenzo!” She called my name and softly gasped.
Reaching in and turning off the water, bending down and lifting her in my arms, she wrapped her arms around my neck.
Fumbling to hold on, she asked, “What are you doing?” Her words turned into moans as my hands squeezed her ass. Rubbing against her, I told myself not to go there with her. This was a business arrangement.
A cry eased through her lips as I smashed my mouth on top of hers, plunging between her lips, groaning at the feel of her grinding against my dick.
“Baby,” she cooed, sliding her hands to the back of my head.
Hearing her calling me baby, my dick grew harder. I trailed kisses across her shoulders, down to her arm and her palm.
“Nyla, I’m telling you now. I’m not playing any more games with you.”
Nodding her head. “I want you,” Nyla whimpered in a longing plea.
I caressed a hand against her skin, flicking my tongue to her nipple.
“Ohhh… yes.”
I tried to control the intense rage of how beautiful she’d looked tonight, of having other men see what belonged to me.
She belongs to me.
Cupping her breasts together, I spread her legs wider, and her juices coated my left hand. Nyla’s lust-filled eyes lingered on me.
“Stop playing with me,” I demanded, and she nodded at my request. The prolonged anticipation was unbearable.
“Please fuck me, now,” Nyla asked and stared longingly at me.
“First I need to eat my pussy.” Popping her titty out, I dove into her warm, succulent pussy, devouring her sweet nectar. I was carried away by her own response.
