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Before I can respond, he’s grabbing my hips, lifting me up and flipping me over. My feet go the ground, my waist digging into the edge of the table. He’s flipping my skirt up over my back. The cold night air hits my bare skin. Instant chill bumps rise on my flesh. He’s grabbing my hips, the slick head of his cock nestling between my ass cheeks as he finds my pussy.
He takes me from the back, just as hard and fast as he started, only now his cock drives much deeper than before. My fingers go to grab at something to anchor me but there is nothing. I grasp at air, finally flattening my palms against the tabletop as I fall forward, my breasts pressing into the table too.
He builds a steady rhythm, and I’m gasping for air.
He’s so deep, his cock so big and hard, I’m overwhelmed by the sensation as he fills me, drawing back, then thrusting all of him inside me, again and again. My muscles clench at him, wanting more but I’m reaching that point where I don’t know how much more I can take.
My world goes dizzy, my vision blurry, the lights in the dark sky becoming hazy twinkles. I press my cheek against the cold wood, needing to cool down my climbing temperature. Waves of ecstasy roll through me with such strength there’s a discomfort there as I climb higher and higher, needing this to end.
I need to fall over the edge of the cliff and finally I hit that point, crying out as I break and tumble down, down, down, the sweet release fluid, a soft warmth flowing through my entire body.
I’m startled by a hard spank on my ass as he digs his fingertips into my flesh, finding his own pinnacle. “Yes, God, yes.” He moans as he fills me with his hot cum. There’s too much as his cock pulses more of the warm liquid. Its seeps out from within, running down the inside of my thigh.
He folds against me, his muscular wall of chest wrapping around my back. Wrapping his arms around me, he pulls me up, hot kisses against the side of my neck.
His breath is warm on my ear as he says, “What did I do before you?”
The words resonate inside me, echoing back my own emotions.
Same. I feel the very same.
I can barely remember my life before I stepped on that plane. It seems like ages ago, unbelievable that it was only a matter of weeks. I want to tell him but can’t.
I don’t know when or how this wild ride will end.
We go downstairs, parting ways with a soft kiss, a simple, shared, “Goodnight.”
After a quick shower, I change into comfy pj’s and slip under the covers of my bed. I throw my right arm over my eyes, trying to sleep.
Sleep won’t come.
My mind is spinning with post-coitus thoughts.
Our chemistry is off the charts. Tension dances between us even when we’re just standing there, talking. Whenever we do get together, the sex is incredible.
I’ve never been brave enough to initiate sex, much less sex with a man like him. Dark, dangerous, coming from a family known for their kinky bedroom antics. A wave of shame flushes through me, thinking of my failed mission.
I guess I won’t become a famous journalist, spilling all the Bachmans’ salacious secrets. A naughty smile spreads over my face. But I have lived it, firsthand.
The rooftop dinner was magical. Perfect. And so very sexy.
He was sexy.
Other than being born into a mafia, kidnapping me when he found me on the jet, and possibly being a criminal killer, I’m finding out he’s not such a bad guy. He ran right to his father’s side the moment he knew his dad needed him. He’s respectful to his staff.
His manners are impeccable.
And thoughtful…
I peek out from under my arm, holding up my other hand to stare at my ring. I hope it’s mine to keep, no matter what happens between us. But I’m falling for him, aren’t I?
I shake my head at the thought. That’s crazy.
Why would I want to be with a man who thinks he can keep a woman against her will?
twenty-six
Damian
