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I feel a light touch across my clit, gentle yet firm. It's all I need to push me over the edge into an orgasm so powerful I see stars. Literal fucking stars. The intense pleasure starts in my clit and spreads outwards in waves. Everything clenches down. I'm dimly aware I'm screaming his name but I'm too far into the pleasure zone to care.
Then I feel him sinking into me and my orgasm ramps up to a whole new level.
"Fuck, you feel so good," he groans as his thick cock stretches me wide. I'm so limp with bliss that I can't move, but he grabs my hips and pulls me to my knees. At this angle, it's even deeper. Too deep, given how big he is.
There's a thin line between pleasure and pain and I'm right there on the cusp. My ass cheeks are on fire, probably glowing so brightly they can be seen from space, but I've never felt so much bliss in my life.
"Oh god," I mutter. My fists grip the sheets as he fucks me. I'm not in control here, he is, and I love it. I don't have to think about anyone's satisfaction but mine. It's a heady feeling. One I'm not used to given most of my recent lovers have been selfish assholes more interested in their orgasms than mine.
Not Christiano.
I think I might be in love.
He reaches around and rubs my clit, pushing me into another orgasm. This time, I don't have the energy to scream. Ijust sob and shudder as my core clenches around his cock. I'm so wet, the sheets are probably soaked, but I don't care.
Christiano grunts as he comes hard. There's a heady burst of heat inside me and I dimly realize he's not wearing a condom. Fuck. I'm clean, but is he? We need to have a conversation about this.
Maybe tomorrow. Right now, I'm too exhausted to say a word. I feel him get up from the bed and then there's a warm cloth wiping between my thighs. Knowing he's taking care of me makes me swoon a little. Men don't normally do that shit. My last asshole boyfriend typically expected me to make him snacks after sex, so he could 'replenish his energy'. What a dickhead he was.
Christiano is different.
I smile as he wraps his hard body around me, and I fall asleep.
???
I have no idea what time it is when I wake but Christiano is still in my bed, wrapped around me. Hamish is curled up at the end of the bed, which is surprising as he usually steers well clear when I'm not alone.
It has to be late, as the sun is higher than the building across from my bedroom window. Fuck, I was supposed to have a meeting with my art history professor this morning. He'll beannoyed if I've missed it; the last time I was late for one of his meetings, he gave me a serious dressing down about time-keeping.
As much as I'd love to stay in bed with Christiano, I can't, so I attempt to slip out from under his arm.
"Where are you going, Cara?" Christiano's voice is gravelly like he's been up all night smoking Cuban cigars.
"I need to get showered and dressed for college."
One hand slides up my ribcage and reaches my breast. Suddenly, all thoughts of college and Professor Fuckhead evaporate. I can feel Christiano's hard cock nudging between my thighs. I'm a bit sore this morning, from the sex and also the spanking he gave me, but it doesn't stop my pussy from welling up and leaking all over the sheet.
"College can wait. When I'm ready to let you go, I'll call a car to take you there."
A car? Like an Uber? That'll be a novelty. I usually catch the bus or walk if I'm really broke.
"OK," I groan because the tip of him is already inside me. Then I remember we didn't use a condom last night and have a major freak out.
"Christiano..." Fuck me, it's hard to string together a coherent thought when he's sliding in and pinching my nipple at the same time.
"Yes,tesoro?"
"Erm...we forgot condoms last night..."
"I'm clean and you have a contraceptive implant in. You also had a sexual health checkup last month and there's been nobody since."
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?
"How do you know this?" No way did the college health clinic share that kind of information. And also, how does he know who I've been fucking? Or not, as it happens. This is some major league stalker behavior.
"Romano ran a detailed background check on you when Thalia first got together with Salvo. He ran another one just before the wedding. We have to be careful, as I'm sure you appreciate, now you know who we are."
I'm speechless, which is a first for me. Christiano senses my head is somewhere else and pulls out. He pushes me onto my back and leans over me, his green eyes searching mine. I can feel his cock twitching against my thigh, but I'm upset and angry about all my personal life being laid wide open for his family to rake over. I'm a what you see is what you get kind of girl, but knowing someone, specifically his asshole brother, has been reading the results of my sexual health checkup is embarrassing as fuck.
