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“Yes, yes.” She moans as my fingers work their magic on her clit, my thrusts continue in the perfect rhythm hitting deep inside her, and my hand tightens around her throat. I push her hips up with my own, hitting a different angle, and the next thing I know, she is panting, gasping as I sink deeper. “Yes, there, there, keep going, yes,” she screams as I give her everything she needs until her thighs start to shake and her fingers fist into the sheets beside us. “Harder, harder,” she hollers as I push her over the edge, and moments later, I follow her.
The sound of our labored breaths fills the room before silence falls between us. I look down at her, pushing back her hair from her face as my dick continues to twitch inside her. For a fleeting moment, everything else doesn’t matter.
“Get off me,” she says, pushing my chest hard. Reluctantly, I pull my dick out of her and still, she does the same thing as I watch myself slide out of her. Fucking hot. But I don’t think she wants me to say that now as her blue eyes turn to thunder as she stares at me. “You didn’t use protection.” What can I say, that was a major fuck up by me. I’ve never not used protection.
“You demanded that I fuck you, hard,” I tell her.
Her face turns red with embarrassment now that the lustful fog has vanished. “You trying to get me pregnant?”
“What? No, I would never do that.”
“You’re a Conti,” she bites back.
“Yes, but not a psychopath.”
“Same, same really.”
I stare at her for a moment. “I’m not the devil you know.”
“Could have surprised me.” She sneers.
“Why? Because I won’t annul our marriage?” I question her. She nods. “An opportunity arose, and I took it. I would never do something like that if it involved a baby. I’m not a monster.” She rolls her eyes at me. Even in this position with my cum sliding down her legs, she still acts like a fucking princess.
“I’m on the pill,” she adds. Thank fuck. The last thing I need is a Conti/Fiorenzo bambino running around. Then she points a finger at me. “If you think knocking me up will benefit the deal, I’ll fucking kill you.”
“Never,” I reassure her.
Her eyes narrow on me as if not quite believing what I’m saying, but eventually she drops it. “I need a shower, I have to get all this mess off me.” She shudders as she glares at me.
I turn and start to make my way toward the bathroom as I need a shower, too.
“Um, excuse me,” she says, calling out from the bed, “you forgot something.” I stare at her and shrug, I have everything I need. “Me. You forgot me,” she says, holding out her arms. “I can’t walk unless you want to clean up the trail behind me.” This makes me smirk, the idea of her storming off to the bathroom in a huff, but with each step, the evidence of what we just did is there. “Pick me up will you,” she snips angrily at me, and the next thing I know, I’m scooping her up and carrying her to the bathroom.
“Are you always this demanding after sex?” I ask her.
“I always use protection so I’ve never been in this situation before,” she adds.
This stills me.
“Are you saying I’m the first dick to have ever slid inside you bare?”
She slaps me and wiggles out of my arms. “You’re an asshole,” she explodes at me.
“Why? Because I asked a question?”
“It was the gleeful fucking tone in your voice that makes you an asshole,” Natalia sneers before slamming the door in my face.
She’s not wrong, the thought that I’m the only man who’s ever been inside Natalia Fiorenzo bare makes me hard. Fuck it’s hot. She’s the first woman you’ve gone bare with, too. This is true. I’m always so careful. Too many women think it’s an easy meal ticket, but with her, I didn’t even think, and I can’t blame it on the alcohol, I’m stone-cold sober. Guess there isn’t a chance of a round two as I stare at the white door to the bathroom. We could have gotten dirty again before getting clean. I look around the large suite and see there is another bathroom and head in there for a shower and freshen up.
I walk back out of the bathroom toward my suitcases as Natalia steps out of the bathroom wrapped in a robe.
“What are you still doing here?” she questions me.
“Getting ready for bed.”
“Where?”
“Here,” I answer.
