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“Fuck.” He swallows and starts moving in and out now with more ease, and that’s when it starts feeling good. I haven’t had sex in over three years, which, for someone in their twenties, is a long time. Most men I’ve met aren’t interested in more, and I can’t have one-night stands or even a weeklong relationship.
I’ve done pretty well fending off men who’re interested only in sex. But Corrado isn’t like most men. He’s a tornado inside me, fucking me before I can even realize that he’s in me without a condom.
Corrado picks up my other leg. I hook my ankles behind his back while he fucks me against the door. Bareback.
I cup his face and kiss him, speaking against his mouth. “It feels good.” I hitch a breath, and he starts moving more forcefully. My breasts bounce against his chest, and his arms are under my ass, holding it tightly.
“I’m clean,” I tell him.
“I know,” he says and walks us toward the bed. He dumps me on the mattress, and my gaze immediately finds his large cock that’s glistening from my wetness. It’s terribly sexy, and I scoot up on the bed and spread my legs wide.
He crawls over my body, and we join again, but this time, it’s different. It’s way, way different. Inside me, Corrado moves lazily, making eye contact as he reaches for the nightstand and turns on the lamp.
Soft yellow light illuminates his handsome face. Bright hazel eyes watch me.
“I would never compromise you,” he says. “We’re both clean. I fuck with a rubber on. Unless…” He kisses me. “The woman I’m fucking is my wife. My wife, I fuck skin on skin, body on body, so when she comes all over my cock, I can feel it.”
“I’m not on the pill,” I blurt.
Corrado kisses me again. “It will be what must be between us. I want to enjoy you tonight, tomorrow, for however long thereafter.”
He kisses me deeply, moves inside me with ease and leisure, and the intimacy he’s creating by doing this and telling me I’m his wife, the one woman he wants to fuck bare in this way, is making me think I’m the most precious thing in the world to him.
Having sex with him is tear-inducing. He’s both gentle and all-consuming at the same time, and I’m turned on even more because he doesn’t stop fucking me when I cry. He doesn’t even ask why tears run down my cheeks.
He doesn’t even wipe them.
He fucks me faster and harder, likely because of them. They turn him on. He understands my pleasure in a way no one else does. We connect, he and I. A fit, I think he called it.
We’ve had chemistry from the moment we met. I want to tell him just how much chemistry we’ve had, but I’m afraid of ruining this moment.
Corrado’s thrusts become more erratic.
The cross pendant hanging from the golden chain around his neck keeps hitting my chin. I take it into my mouth and pinch it between my lips.
Corrado’s gaze follows, and he pauses. “Amen.” He starts pumping into me, his cock exiting and entering me fully so that every time he enters, I feel the pain of a wide mushroom tip as it keeps forcing its way inside my channel.
The touch on my clit and a single rub sends me into orgasm, locking my entire body. I gasp, and the cross rests on my tongue as pleasure wrecks my body.
Corrado plunges inside me one last time before releasing himself with an animalistic growl. The view of him above me is nothing short of unforgettable. Wide shoulders, head tilted back, allowing me a full view of his corded muscles, Adam’s apple, and a five-o’clock shadow over a strong, square jaw.
A beautiful display of masculinity.
I lift my head and release the cross from my mouth so I can kiss his Adam’s apple.
Corrado props himself up on his elbows and kisses me. It’s lazy again. Also deep, his tongue moving inside my mouth like he’s conquered it. He probably thinks he has.
Under him, my body’s gooey when he hooks his fingers under my knee and pushes my leg up so he can reach behind me and stroke my butthole.
I tense, and the corner of his mouth lifts. “Did you really think we’re done?”
I shake my head.
“Good. Because I won’t let you leave without fucking this hole I’ve been wanting to fuck since I first saw it while I watched you sleep.”
He’s admitting he’s watched me sleep. I know he has because he would send me pictures of my various sleeping positions. “I’ve never had sex that way before.”
Corrado pulls out of me and whispers in my ear, “But you want to.”
