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“Mine.” He whispered, pulling away and stroking the mark on my neck.
“Then take me.” It was a low blow, a goad. But I knew his darkness wouldn’t tarnish me and that maybe, for a single moment, he could forget the pain of losing the only constant in his life.
Giancarlo’s hand glided between us, pulling my dress up before the back of his fingers grazed my pussy over my underwear.
“Tell me to stop, Elena. Tell me to stop, or I’ll take it.”
“You can’t take it when I’m giving it to you.”
“So wet,” he hummed, setting my skin ablaze with the need to be touched.
One of his fingers skimmed the surface beneath my panties before he brought it to his nose and inhaled. It seemed so dirty, but the sight of him basking in my scent with his eyes shut had me craving more of that raw feeling he’d shown me last night.
“You’re the only light in my storm, Elena, and I turned my back on you. He wouldn’t be dead if I had stayed, and you’d still be mine.”
“I’m still here.”
“Then call me your husband. That’s what I want to hear. I want to hear you calling for your husband when I fill you up for the first time ever.”
I couldn’t hold it any longer. My hands rushed to his pants, feeling him as hard as a rock beneath them. I pulled myself back an inch so I could free him, taking him in my hand and slowly pumping.
“Put me inside you, Wife.” He ordered, his voice drenched in demons and lust, and I was too eager to oblige.
He held my underwear to the side while I pulled my ass up and placed his tip at my entrance. Slowly, I let my weight drop, welcoming him inside me with a moan.
“Oh my God.”
“Slowly.” He said, stopping my advances. “Are you okay?”
“Yes. It stings a little, but I’m good. I feel so… so full.”
“You still have more to go. You can take it.” He coached me, holding my hips down and applying a gentle pressure. “That’s it. Look at what a good girl you are, taking all of me on your very first try.”
His words were filling me with a strange pride while sending tingles right between my legs. Why did I want to please him so much?
He looked down between us, his face lighting up for the first time tonight. “That’s an amazing view. My wife, full of my cock.”
I dared a glance downward and saw the way he disappeared inside me, and the urge to move tore through me like fire. I circled my hips, testing myself to see if it would hurt. The slight pain I felt gave way to a wave of pleasure right as my sensitive nerve grazed against him.
“This is—”
“Heaven.” He cut me off, his hands on my hips, helping me move at a painfully slow rhythm. “Jesus, your tight little hole is squeezing me so good.”
I lifted my hips higher, his hard cock sliding slightly out before I came back down.
“Is this good?” I asked, my gaze deeply buried in his.
“You’re perfect.” He pulled me all the way down and kissed me. He kissed me like his soul was calling out to mine, consuming it with a deep need to own every last piece of it.
His hips moved, coaching me to do the same, our lips never leaving each other’s. With one hand, he yanked the top of my dress open, pulling my bra down before latching onto my nipple and biting.
“Oh fuck.” I moaned, my hips picking up pace as he played with my breast.
“Do you have any idea how many times I dreamed about this moment? About filling you up with my cum and licking you clean?”
“I want that. Please, Giancarlo, come inside me. I want to feel every last bit of you.”
“Keep fucking yourself on my cock like that, and you’ll have your wish granted.”
