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I grab fistfuls of his hair and pull him against me tight. “Don’t stop. Please don’t fucking stop.”
He groans, the sound of his deep, masculine voice vibrating through my core. His fingers sliding in me add to the overwhelming sensations, sending me close to the edge quicker than I could have achieved on my own. But it’s when his thumb begins to circle my anus, slow and gentle and so forbidden, that I fall over the precipice.
And this time, he doesn’t stop. He laps up my orgasm, holding me tighter, providing just the right amount of pressure to see it through to the end.
As I come down from the clouds, still feeling high as fuck, I wriggle out of his hold with a silly smile. “That was really nice.”
He pushes onto his feet, the feral gleam in his eyes still there, and he undresses. “I’m not done with you yet. You wanted me to make you come? Well, now I’m going to make you come so many times you won’t be able to walk straight.”
The sexy threat sends a thrill through me. Yes, I wanted him to make me come. But even then, I try to scuttle out of his reach. I’m not sure if it’s because I’m afraid I’ll climax to death or that I like the idea of it.
Either way, he doesn’t let me get far. He clamps down on my ankles and climbs up my body. Before I can protest anything that’s happening, he’s got me flipped onto my belly and pinned down with a hand on the back of my neck.
“So you used me to get you off in your imagination,” he murmurs in my ear. “Have you done it before?”
“Yes,” I somehow manage to say. “Imaginary you has been very generous.”
“What about before we were married?” He slides his shaft between my ass cheeks, the tip toying with my wet clit. “Did you think of me when you touched yourself?”
My ego prevents me from answering his questions. That, and his thick cock entering me, stretching me until there’s no room for breath.
I clutch the sheets in front of me like a crazy person, afraid I’ll lose my hold on reality as he begins to pound into me. Again and again, he slams into me like he’s on a mission. Which I suppose he is. A mission to make me walk with a limp.
As he drives into me, he reaches around me to play with my pussy. I’m mindless, unable to fathom reaching my apex after such a short time. But I was already primed. That pressure builds again, pulsing, and making me quiver.
“Come for me, Carina,” he says, just like in my fantasy.
He doesn’t have to tell me twice. Hell, he didn’t have to say anything at all. I come so hard, I see stars. So intense, I feel the pulsing of it in my womb. My walls contract around his dick, and I cry out from the delicious agony of it.
When I can finally catch my breath, I realize he’s gone completely still, his fingers digging painfully into my hips.
“You didn’t come?” I ask over my shoulder.
“Not yet,” he grinds out as if it’s almost impossible to speak. He’s bringing himself down, calming his breathing. “It’s still your turn.”
“My turn? But…” Oh shit. I can’t do this again.
Luca flips me onto my back and lifts the shirt above my breasts, then slides his hands over my arms. Clamping them around my wrists, he holds them firmly by my head.
“Your turn until I say otherwise.” He brings his mouth to my left nipple, teasing it, loving it.
“Oh sweet Jesus. I don’t know if—”
“Shh.” He swirls his tongue around the areola before he sucks me into his mouth.
My hips come off the bed, and I struggle to free myself from him. I don’t want to stop him from driving me back into a wanton frenzy. What I want to do is grab his ass and impale myself with him.
The tip of his dick toys with my pussy, barely making contact as he ravishes my breasts. I open my legs farther, desperate to have him inside me as he arouses me to the point of insanity.
“I hate you, Luca,” I hiss when he licks my rib cage. Never in a million years did I think that was an erogenous zone, but fuck, at this point, anything is. “Please.”
“Please what?”
“Just… Oh God!” I cry out when he returns to my nipples. I’m going to come from this. But it’s a torturous sort of climax, because I need contact down there. I need him inside me. His lips on mine. “Fuck me or kill me, damn you!”
With a deep, rumbling chuckle that nearly undoes me, he finally gives me what I want. He slams into me, fucking me to the point that I may actually die. But I don’t care.
When I manage to free a hand, I use it to grab his head and bring him to me for a kiss, full of desperation.
