Page 356 of Beautiful Villain


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"Is there a reason that you've been sleeping out on the couch?" Ash asks me one morning, coming out of the bedroom in nothing but a robe that has me hard in my sweatpants. Fuck. She's making it difficult for me to leave her the hell alone.

"Just gotta let you be," I say, gesturing toward her. "God knows the first few weeks of your pregnancy were rough enough, I don't want to hurt... you, or..."

"You won't hurt the baby," she tells me, when she catches me eyeing her with barely disguised lust, "and honestly, it's getting hard to walk, and my back aches. The only time I feel any relief is when you're inside me," she whispers, and my groin tightens. She comes next to me and sits on the couch, stretching her arms up above her. "Sex is good for relaxing tense muscles, and I'm... I'm tense." Her eyes flutter shut.

"Are you sure?"

"Fuck me," she replies, letting her head slide back against the couch cushions, and that's all the encouragement I need. I'm kneeling between her legs a moment later, her robe untied and hanging open.

Her tits are bigger, her nipples dark, her whole body glowing. She looks amazing, and I can't help but stare at her, even as I slide my fingers over her thighs, teasing her. She's already wet, her pussy lips swollen and slick, and when I part them, she's a flushed, rosy color, and so soft.

"God, you're beautiful," I groan, and she squirms, opening her eyes, her mouth curving into a smile.

"Shut up and fuck me," she tells me, and I grin.

"If you insist," I murmur, and push her legs back. Her knees are by her ears, and I press her legs together, my cock sliding against her slick folds. "How long have you been aching?" I ask her, as I slide against her, the heat of her cunt making my eyes roll back in my head.

"Too long," she moans, and her fingers dig into the couch. "Luca, please, I can't wait," she begs, and I'm not about to deny her. I slip into her, her cunt tight and hot and slick, and she cries out, her legs tensing.

"God," I groan, "you're perfect," and I can't help myself, fucking her, her thighs squeezing against the sides of my cock, her pussy lips pressing in on my cock as I thrust into her.

It's tight, and wet, and the way she's crying out, begging, moaning, it's the most erotic thing I've ever seen or heard. She's got her hand between her legs, fingers rubbing her clit, and it's so fucking hot I could come just from watching her. But I hold off. I want to get her there first. None of our games where I tease her, I just want to see the release reflected on her face, watch her body relax, and fuck into her as she goes loose and warm around me.

"Come for me, mia adora," I demand, and her eyes open, hazy with pleasure.

"Say it again," she demands, and I do, leaning over her, my hands on her knees, pushing them back.

"Mia adora, mi amore," I murmur, "come for me, Ashley," and she does, her eyes shutting, her back arching, and her hand stilling. Her lips part, the look of complete bliss taking me far away from my own body until I am is a soul focused on her, her needs, her pleasure. I have never loved and could never love anyone as I love her.

"Fuck, Ashley," I groan, and come inside of her, her body pulling at me, sucking the come from me until my knees feel weak, and I'm trembling. I release her, her legs flopping down, her breath coming fast and hard, and her eyes are glassy.

I slip out of her and she lets out a little sigh, and I can't help but smile.

"Better?" I ask her, and she nods, her eyes closing.

"Much," she murmurs. Her eyes open in start. I've got two fingers pushing my cum back inside her, finger fucking her slowly. Her face flushes, and her eyes widen, but she doesn't ask me to stop.

"Good," I say, and push my cum deeper into her. "After you can take a nap, and then I'll have breakfast ready for you. But first... you'll come for me, I don't care how fucking tired you are. Spread those thighs, my filthy little spy."

She does.

And I'm right there, between her legs, ready to eat my fill of her sweet, soaked, pussy.

When we're both sated, she's limp, and her eyes are closing. I stand up and carry her to the bed, putting her down and pulling the covers up over her. I tuck them in and kiss her forehead.

"Rest, mia adora," I tell her.

She doesn't even reply, she's asleep. I head to the bathroom to clean up and make breakfast, knowing that in a few hours she'll wake up, ravenous, and I'll be there to feed her, and whatever else she needs.

I'll always be here.

No matter what.

Because I love her.

Forever.

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