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Fuck, this is so hard. But my cock doesn’t want to stop feeling this. I’m on the verge of my control, battling my own limits.
She’s wearing me down, not crying out or telling me to stop. I’m losing my breath. All I have is ragged air burning my lungs, but I keep thrusting.
Isabella bucks again.
Fuck, three orgasms. Okay, I need to land this fucker. I gently pull her thighs around my hips while I drape my body across hers. We’re a wrangled mess: half-dressed, her tits lewdly hanging out, and my shiny, wet cock slowly entering her and pulling out all the way.
I fuck her gently for a brief moment, feeling every spasm of the nerves I’ve shredded. She’ll have trouble walking tomorrow for sure, and I love it. I seal my mouth over hers and kiss her deeply. She whines and clings to me, her nails scraping my shirt. I wish I was naked to feel the sting of her clawing at me.
I reach behind her head and pull her hair for leverage. My pace kicks up, and I start my descent. It won’t be a soft landing. It will be a fiery fucking crash that might kill me.
Every nerve ending in my body screams like I’m on fire.
“I’m gonna fucking come. Hold on, bella.” Like a bomb going off, my climax finally crashes against me.
I’ve never unloaded this much. I’ve never come this hard. I collapse on top of her and hold her against me. My cheek feels so hot against hers, both scorching and wet with perspiration.
“Good, bella?”
“Beyond good.” She turns her head, and I devour her with a kiss. “Where are we?”
“I don’t care. I’m with you, and that’s all that matters.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Isabella
Kieranneverheldmeso tightly. Something changed in him. Ginna got an angry earful from me. I tried to be reserved and classy. But I made my point clear. She and I are through. How dare she sit on my husband’s lap and proposition him? Faced with a woman who would have fucked him in a dark shadow and never tell me, it forced Kieran to face how he really feels about me.
He’s never been more passionate. This marriage actually might turn into something real.
Like love. I want that. I want what my mother didn’t get from my ruthless don of a father.
After we both come in his limo, he puts me together and pulls his pants back up. I lean against his chest for the rest of the drive home. Turns out, we were circling our block. Good thing the windows were tinted.
We get to the gate, and Lachlan is there. Kieran rolls down the window. “Problem?”
“Not at all,” he snarls, licking his lips. “Just making sure you got home safe.”
“Since when do you check up on me out of nowhere?” Kieran’s guard goes up, and I feel him stiffen.
“Why don’t you send your wife in the house and then meet me here.”
Shit, something did happen.
“Did you hurt Samantha?” I screech, crawling out of the window, Kieran grabbing me.
“Which one was she?” Lach rubs his chin.
Kieran pulls me back inside the car but opens the door. “He’s playing with you. You’re playing with her, right?”
“Maybe.”
I get out of the car, but the gate stays open. I should just walk inside and leave my husband to deal with his enforcer. I’m sure this has nothing to do with me. Kieran still comes home with blood on his clothes. I ignore it. If anything, he fucks me harder on those nights.
I’m not sure I can handle him screwing me like an animal again, though. Tapping him on the shoulder, I whisper, “I’m going to take a bath.”
Kieran kisses my forehead. “Good idea. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
