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What is she hiding that's so goddamn important that she's willing to put herself through all of this just to keep it hidden? What does Brio have on her? It has to be something.

It always fucking is.

I grab her around the waist, pulling her into my arms.

She gasps at the sudden movement.

"You're mine," I growl into her ear. "Fight your fate if it makes you feel better. I don't care." Her body trembles against mine at my words. "It only makes my fucking cock hard when you do it, topolina. That's the kind of bastard I am."

Without warning, I crash my lips onto hers. The kiss is full of desperation, a battle of wills. A silent plea for her to trust me, to let me in, to give me everything. Because I want all of her—every secret, every fear, every desire.

She fights like a fucking hellcat. She isn't trying to get me off her, though. She pulls my hair and, bites my lip, claws my arms. But she doesn't push me away. She doesn't try to wrench herself from my arms, either.

Soon enough, the fight ends—with her melting against me.

I carry her up to the bedroom, never separating from her lips as I navigate through the darkened hallway. The moment we're inside, I kick the door shut behind us with a loud bang, pinning her against it.

"Mattia," she whimpers against my lips as I run my hands down her body, exploring as if every lush curve is territory to be conquered, land I'm claiming for myself. This is no gentle exploration, though. It's ragged and primal and so fucking right.

I can't help but grin at the sound of her voice.

Does she have any idea how sweet she sounds begging for me?

"Beautiful," I breathe before sliding down her body until I'm on my knees at her feet.

Her eyes widen as I position myself between her legs, her breath hitching in sudden anticipation. "What are you…?"

"I'm going to fuck you with my tongue until you forget anything else exists, topolina."

Her breath catches in her throat as my words sink in. Her thighs press tightly together, as though she's instinctively trying to stifle the ache between them.

"Spread your legs, Aurelia," I command.

She hesitates for a second before complying, letting me see just how wet her panties are.

Slowly, reverently, I trace a finger up her inner thigh, watching in satisfaction as she shivers under my touch. But I don't make contact with her pussy yet. I let the anticipation build as I kiss my way up her leg, the sweet, tangy scent of her arousal growing stronger the closer I get.

At the last second, I flick her panties to the side.

My tongue slips between her soft folds.

A strangled gasp leaves her lips as her hands fly to my hair.

Jesus. The taste of her alone is enough to drive me mad. Cum drips into my boxers, making a fucking mess.

I start slow, dragging my tongue across her clit before sinking it into her warmth. When I latch onto her clit, she mewls out an unintelligible string of words that I assume means make her fucking come now.

With each lash of my tongue against her hot little pussy, she writhes and moans above me. Every arch of her back just pushes me further. Every whimper makes me want to devour her until she's incoherent with pleasure.

"Mattia," she pants. Her fingers tighten in my hair as she rocks against my mouth. "I…I…"

I look up at her then, locking onto those wild blue eyes as I push two fingers inside of her. "Fucking come for me, little mouse," I groan against her, the vibrations from my voice sending her over the edge.

Her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, leaving her shuddering and gasping above me. I don't stop, however. I keep fucking her with my tongue until she's begging me to stop.

With one last kiss to her swollen clit, I stand and gather her up in my arms. She's limp and boneless as I carry her to bed.

I lay her down gently, pressing kisses all over her face before I quickly strip down to my boxers and crawl in beside her, dragging her up against my chest.

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