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As I grind my hips, my pussy bucks his face, I feel myself getting closer to my climax. My head falls back against the wall as Nick's skilled tongue brings me to the edge. He looks up at me with glistening lips and lustful eyes. "Kinsley," he orders again.
Nick’s teeth clamp down on my clit, sending a wave of pleasure through my body.
“Nick,” I roar.
“That’s a good girl,” he praises.
I lose it and give in to my orgasm. Planting my foot on his shoulder, I drop my leg open and drink in his hooded lids as he sucks my clit like he’s drunk off my tastes.
“Nick, Nick, Nick,” I scream out his name as my body convulses and I squirt all over his face.
The euphoria is unlike anything I've ever experienced before; it's almost indescribable.
He carries me to the bed and gently lays me down on the edge of the mattress. Nick quickly runs into the bathroom and returns with a fluffy towel, drying his face before sitting beside me on the bed.
He pulls me onto his lap and commands, "Ride me, Mrs. Pitucco."
I oblige for two reasons: to feel pleasure again and keep my nightie from riding up.
As he bites my nipple through the thin material, he murmurs, "This needs to come off."
In response, I fiercely kiss him, trying to distract him from the teddy. I slam myself down onto his dick as our mouths open against each other's as we both experience intense pleasure.
"That's right, wife," Nick growls, "work that pussy."
The pleasure is intense as I bounce up and down on his cock, and I revel in being able to freely express myself again. I hadn’t felt like this since the last time Nick and I had been together.
Our bodies are slick with sweat as I use my husband to reach yet another climax.
He grips my ass tightly and thrusts into me over and over again. I try not to think about the rape, focusing solely on the physical sensations that Nick is giving me. I grab his face and kiss him deeply, pushing any negative thoughts out of my mind.
His hand slides under my nightie so quickly that I don't have time to react. I guide his fingers to my clit and demand, "Make me come again."
Despite wanting to mention the scar on my body, Nick focuses on pleasing me instead. With long strokes, he brings my next orgasm closer and closer until it finally erupts from within me. Gripping my ass tightly, he slams into me one final time before releasing inside of me. Ropes of his come coat my womb.
I suddenly remember his desire to conceive a baby. Nick gently lays me down on the bed next to him. "I'll go run a bath for you," he says.
I close my eyes, reminding myself to take a bath by myself. But then, I must have drifted off because I feel a chill on my skin. Nick is staring at the scar on my body.
"How did you get this scar, Kinsley?" he asks, unaware of the relief and fear his wording brings.
"I don't want to talk about it right now," I reply, getting up from the bed.
He pulls the nightie over my head and discards it on the floor. The crotchless panties are next to go before he scoops me up in his arms and takes me into the bathroom. “We're husband and wife; we don’t keep secrets from each other.”
Nick gently lowers me into the warm bubble bath and turns off the water. He sits on the edge of the tub, wearing only a pair of boxers, and studies me with concern in his eyes. I can tell he's waiting for an explanation.
"Were you in an accident? Did someone hurt you?" His voice is laced with anger. "If someone did this to you, I'll kill them."
They’re already dead. Of course, I didn’t tell him that.
I want to talk to someone first to get a better understanding of what happened that night.
"Nick, I promise I'll tell you everything. Just not tonight. Please?" My voice is pleading.
His hand finds the scar under the water, and I can see the rage building inside him. The mafia boss won't rest until he finds out who is responsible for my injury.
I grip his chin, pulling his gaze to meet mine. “Worrying about it will only stress you out.”
