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“Hmm,” Alessandro murmurs. “Let’s see if we can take your mind off it, then.”
His hand lands on my right buttock. It’s not a harsh slap. It creates a pleasant tingle rather than a sting. Alessandro spanks me again and again, quickly establishing a rhythm as he peppers smacks all over my ass. This spanking isn’t punitive. It’s intended to arouse my senses, and it’s working. A delicious warmth spreads through my flesh.
“Open your legs wider,” my husband commands. “I want to see my pussy.”
What is it about him laying claim to my body that I find so hot? I spread my legs apart. Even though I can guess what’s coming, I still gasp in surprise as Alessandro delivers a couple of gentle smacks between my legs. I moan as my pussy clenches.
“Please, Alessandro, I need you.”
He grabs my hips and flips me over onto my back. The dark hunger in his gaze is more than a match for the lust firing through my veins. Alessandro pulls me toward him, until my ass is hanging over the edge of the bed. Then he drops to his knees and drags my legs over his shoulders.
As his tongue sweeps along the length of my slit in a single assertive stroke, I moan deeply. After that erotic spanking, I’m already wet and ready for him. The added stimulation as he dips his tongue inside me and swirls it around is almost too much to bear.
Of their own volition, my hips lift off the bed. Alessandro splays a hand across my abdomen, forcing me back down. He flicks his tongue back and forth over my clit. His touch is so gentle, I barely feel it. Yet it stokes the fires inside me until I fear I may combust. When he wraps his lips around the engorged bud of my clitoris and sucks, I lose my mind.
“Please, Alessandro.” I wiggle my hips restlessly. “I’m begging you.”
When his teeth graze my sensitive flesh, it gives me just what I needed. With a scream, I hurtle toward a rapturous climax. My hips buck and my limbs quiver. Before I can recover, Alessandro gets to his feet, frees himself from his pants and shoves his thick cock inside me. With the plug in my ass, the fullness is almost unbearable. It hurts, in the best possible way. Immediately, my pussy clamps down around his steely length as another orgasm sweeps over me.
“Fuck, you feel incredible.” Alessandro pumps his hips. “Such a tight little pussy. I won’t last.”
Staring into his eyes, I see a reflection of my desire. The connection between us feels unbreakable in this moment. A surge of something unexpected swells inside me and I can’t help but tell him how I feel.
“I love you.”
Alessandro’s thrusts falter. He looks at me with a mix of awe and disbelief, then fucks me harder than before.
“Say it again!” He presses hard on the base of the butt plug, forcing it deeper inside me.
“I love you, Alessandro.”
He drives his cock deep inside me. “Again.”
“I love you!”
This time my words come out in a scream as he reaches between us and pinches my clit. Once again, I’m flung into a whirlpool of sensation. My head spins as a tidal wave of bliss threatens to drag me under. My mouth twists in a delicious kind of agony and Alessandro follows me over the edge.
Pulling out of me, he collapses onto the bed beside me. Together we lie there, his cum dripping from me. Once again, we’ve failed to use birth control, but it’s my fault as much as his. Since that one conversation we had about it, I haven’t raised the topic again. I’m no longer sure it matters. The thought I could be pregnant doesn’t scare me. Together we lie in comfortable silence, staring at the ceiling until eventually Alessandro gets up and tucks himself back into the pants he didn’t bother to remove before he fucked me into oblivion.
“You love me?” he asks.
“I do.”
A flicker of emotion passes across his face, but he doesn’t return the sentiment. He doesn’t have to. The gentle way he gathers me up into his arms, as though I’m the most precious thing in the world, tells me all I need to know. As he carries me, cradled against his chest, toward our own bedroom, I feel his love for me emanating from every pore.
“So, have you learned your lesson?” He pushes open the door to our room.
I quirk an eyebrow, confused. “Lesson?”
“About nagging your husband.”
“Oh, that.” I give him a wicked, if not somewhat sleepy, grin. “Yes, I learned it well,marito. I’ll never nag you again.”
Detecting my insincerity, Alessandro laughs as he takes me into the bathroom where he sets me down.
“Bend over the tub. I’m going to take the plug out.”
“Ugh, do you have to?” I’m dreading this.
