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“No, holding back,” I repeat his words.

“I’m going to squirt all over your face,” I moan between kisses.

Nick's voice interrupts our passionate moment.

“Beans, are we almost home?" he asks urgently.

“Yes, sir. Pulling into the driveway now.”

The second the Rolls-Royce comes to a stop in the garage, Nick whisks me out of the car and into the house.

My arms curl around his neck as I suck on his perfect pink lower lip.

“Mrs. Pitucco, I’m hard as steel.”

I nip at his lower lip again. “You always are for me.”

The look of vulnerability on his face touches my heart. This man still only has eyes for me. As soon as we’re locked away in our master bedroom, we shed our clothes.

“Fuck me good, Nick.”

With a swift motion, he tosses me onto the bed and our fingers intertwine above my head, locking us in a heated embrace. Tonight, I crave the raw passion we shared before I knew the cruel truth about him - that he was a ruthless mafia boss. The thought only adds to my arousal, knowing the power he holds and the danger that surrounds us.

I stroke his throbbing cock between us and spread my legs open for him eagerly.

His rough hands caress my breasts, igniting a fire within me as his lips trail down my neck and towards my hardened nipples.

“Nick,” I cry out, lost in the pleasure of his mouth on my body.

He takes one mahogany bud into his mouth, sucking and nipping at it until I'm arching off the bed. My fingers instinctively tug at his silky, jet-black hair, urging him on.

But he doesn't stop there. His lips continue their journey across my belly, pausing at the scar that serves as a constant reminder of the danger that comes with loving him. "The bastards hurt my baby," he growls, anger seeping through his voice.

Tears well in my eyes.

“You’re mine, Kinsley,” he whispers fiercely against my skin.

His nose nuzzles against my lavender-scented mound, a fragrance he loves. Yes, I’m putting forth effort to make my husband happy.

He spreads apart my folds with his thumbs and sucks on my clit until he’s sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I squirt all over his face as promised. My legs shiver uncontrollably.

“Nickulas,” I scream out in pleasure.

“This pussy only belongs to me,” he growls possessively. “It should've only ever been mine.”

My heart aches for us. Years ago, we had to go our separate ways, but now we’re together again. This time as husband and wife.

Soft kisses press against my second hole, the one that had been violated so brutally.

“I’ll kill them all with my bare hands,” he says between heated breaths. “For hurting my woman.”

I run my trembling fingers over his sculpted shoulders,feeling the anger and love radiating from his body.

"It's okay now, Nick," I whisper, trying to soothe him.

But he isn't satisfied until he has worshipped every inch of my body with tender kisses and caresses.

Nick hovers over me and buries his face in my hair as he slides deep into my pussy. I bite down on his neck, claiming him as mine.

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