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It’s a fucking viper.
And it’s fresh.
My eyes lock on hers, and she bites down on that plump fucking lip of hers. I lose every single ounce of control I thought I had built up inside my body as she unzips my pants.
You ruin beautiful things.
“I’m going to fucking ruin you,” I tell her.
She stops and looks up at me. “I’m going to let you.”
11
EVELINA
The words spill from my lips before I can think better of it, and suddenly, we become a mess of tangled limbs, our hands frantically searching each other’s bodies for feelings we’d probably be better off not feeling.
Would I be doing this if it weren’t for some kind of sick retaliation against my husband and his twisted games? No. I’d never. But right now, all I can think of is getting my payback while fucking a hot man—who drives me literally insane—who I’ve been attracted to since I first saw him.
God, this man pisses me off.
But I can’t find it inside of myself to give a single fuck, and instead, I allow myself to get lost in Niccolò. His dark eyes roam over my body as he hastily yanks the bust of my dress down, exposing my breasts as I lean back, holding myself up by placing my arms behind me on the table and pushing into him.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he says, blowing out a breath as he takes both my breasts into his palms and works them, alternating between massaging me and rolling his thumbs over each nipple, driving me absolutely fucking wild with his touch. “Perfect fucking tits.”
I finish freeing him from his pants, and his cock is so hard and ready.
And lengthy…
And girthy.
And enough to make me think twice about what we’re about to do—but then he forcefully grabs ahold of my neck and tugs me to him, kissing me again as his grip tightens on the back of my neck. When he breaks away, his gaze wanders over my body as he quickly pushes my dress up to reveal the last barrier separating us.
He doesn’t ask for permission.
And he doesn’t need to.
I don’t want him to.
Instead, he yanks my panties down, and, in his hurry, leaves them around my ankles as he wastes no time fucking into my pussy. His hard cock immediately fills me in a way I’ve never felt before. I try to stop my eyes from rolling back as desire grips me in a chokehold. I do my best to refuse giving him the satisfaction I know he’s craving, but I can’t help it.
“Fucking god, Niccolò,” I say, breathless as he pounds into me.
I don’t ask questions, and he doesn’t offer me terms of endearment as he roughly fucks me like I’m nothing but an object to be used—but when it’s coming from him, in this moment, after our harsh words we spat back and forth…I kind of love it.
Bliss ricochets through me as he continues pumping, and then he pulls away from me so he can watch me. His hands move to my ass to hold me in place because he’s fucking me so hard I keep inching backward on the table. He tilts my hips a bit, the pads of his fingers digging into my flesh and creating a painful type of pleasure that coincides so well with his fucking.
Suddenly, he’s in an all new spot inside of me, coaxing my orgasm to life as a knot forms at the base of my stomach, and after just two more thrusts of his hips, blackness clouds the outskirts of my vision, and I’m exploding. A shooting feeling of pure fucking ecstasy catapults through me as he grunts out my name and continues looking at me.
“That’s fucking it,” he says. “Fuck, you’re soaked.”
He smirks at me while picking up the intensity of his assault, and I lose all sense of myself as my head rolls back. I stare at the ceiling as I meet each of his drives with a moan, unable to keep quiet as another orgasm hits me without warning, and I completely shatter around his pulsating cock.
“Fuck, Evelina,” he says as he reaches up with one hand to grip my throat.
He bends me until I’m forced to look him in the eyes, and I secretly savor his touch although I pull at his hand, sinking my nails into the top of his palm as if I don’t want this.
But my god, I do.
