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Franco planted his hands on either side of my belly, then pounded my pussy. Each long stroke he delivered sent me over the edge again.

“Franco, don’t stop,” I hollered.

“Your pussy drives me insane. It’s so good,” he grunted as he slammed into my pussy a final time, making me feel every inch of his cock.

“Fuck,” I roared.

A rush of his cum exploded inside of me.

“Yes,” he gritted out.

“Take all of my cum, Kennedy.”

“Shit,” I moaned as the pleasure split me in two.

“Don’t move,” Franco ordered.

“I want to make sure my cum coats your womb.”

I swept a hand over his sweaty brow. Franco leaned down, capturing my lips. “Fuck, I love you so much, Kennedy.”

Staring deep into his eyes, I smiled. “I love you, too.”

Franco DeLuca adored me. And I cherished him. I never would’ve guessed I’d go from being his captive to being his wife. He was the only man for me. And together we’d take the underworld by storm.










EPILOGUE

KENNEDY

My husband’s obsession with putting ‘his baby’ inside of me continued. I walked into our bathroom one evening and found five pregnancy tests and four bottles of water waiting for me.

That man was on my heels. “Kennedy, you said your cycle didn’t come. That was in October.” His arms slipped around my waist as he stared at me through the mirror.

Again, why was this man so fine?

Damn.

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