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And I intend to show them that they have no chance against me—regardless of their deceit.
Above us, I can hear the slide of a window opening, and a smirk spreads across my lips as I know we have our first witness. Tia must hear it too, as her head turns, her eyes glancing up toward the facade, and a single tear trails down her cheek.
Her expression is an explosion of emotions. Hurt, anger, embarrassment. But beneath it, I can see the heat of arousal, the lingering flush of lusty satisfaction from her first orgasm. Despite her apparent determination to defy me, she likes the way I fuck her.
“Looks like we have our first witness, my pet,” I taunt low and soft.
“Fuck you,” she hisses, turning her face forward once more, perhaps in an attempt to hide it.
“You already are,” I sneer, then I thrust forcefully to make my point.
Tia whimpers, her fingers curling to dig into the stone veranda.
I pant as I keep up my grueling pace, abusing her pussy as I take her hard and fast. And Tia takes all of me, her tight hole stretching like a glove around my cock. She fits me perfectly, like she was made for me.
Claiming her fills me with an overwhelming satisfaction—not just because having her means I own one of Don Moretti’s most valued possessions, but because she’s gorgeous. Even more so now with her newfound maturity. I could tell the night I met Tia that she’s smart. But now, Tia seems to be applying that intelligence toward survival. And that makes her even more sexy.
“God, you feel so fucking good,” I groan.
Tia breathes heavily, her lips pressed together as if to make as little noise as possible. But that’s not why we’re out here. Our witness has closed their window once again, and I’m not going inside until I’m sure I’ve driven my point home.
“You ready to give them a show?” I ask. “Let them hear just how hard your new husband makes you come?”
Leaning over her, I change the angle of my thrusts to penetrate her more deeply. Tia whimpers, the sound not quite a confirmation but still provocative enough to guarantee she doesn’t want me to stop what I’m doing. And I don’t want to either.
As little as I want to admit it, I could easily get addicted to the heavenly feel of her pussy wrapped around me. She moves beneath me with just the right amount of passion, needing me inside her but still trapped beneath my palm.
And all the while, I tease her clit, demanding another orgasm before she’s even recovered from the first.
Biting down on her lip, Tia turns it white in the pale glow of the moon as she tries not to make another sound. And that makes me want to break her all the more. She thinks she can tempt me, tease me, make me into her plaything? She should know better by now.
And after tonight, she’s never going to forget it.
She might be beautiful—intoxicating even. But in this relationship, I own her pleasure, not the other way around. And apparently, she needs to be reminded of that now.
“You think you’re done, Tia? You think you get to decide when you’ve had enough?”
She doesn’t answer me. Her only response is to cast an agonized look of pleasure over her shoulder as her pert breasts bounce against the railing.
“That’s right. You belong to me now. You’re my plaything. And if I tell you to scream, you sure as fuck are going to.” I flick her clit, demanding her release, and she squeals, bucking against me involuntarily as the change in pressure shocks her.
Tia’s cry of pleasure dies into a muffled sob, and her shoulders dip precariously forward, her body leaning over the edge of the railing as the strength leaves her arms. My heart dives with her as I fear she might literally topple over the ledge.
Releasing the nape of her neck, I wrap my arm around her chest and shoulder, palming one glorious breast. My other hand grips her hip so she’s securely in my arms. But I don’t stop my punishing pace.
And as Tia trembles against me, I know she’s too overcome with pleasure to fully grasp how close she came to falling.
“That’s it, my pet. Let them hear you,” I purr in her ear, nipping her earlobe as I let my fingers slide slowly around her hip to find her slick folds once more.
“Please, Leo,” Tia sobs, her voice agonized.
And it makes my balls tighten, my cock throb.
“Please let you come again?” I tease, collecting her slick juices on my fingers before I resume circling her clit.
Tia cries harder, her body shuddering against my chest as I pound inside her. Playing with her nipple, I tease the peak of her slit at the same time. Her walls tighten around me as I feel her edging closer to climax once more.
“Sing, little bird,” I encourage, trapping her earlobe between my teeth as I drive her wild.
