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He seemed frustrated my mind was floating all over the place, cracking his fingers on my pussy again before licking up and down in a languishing manner. All the while, every time I could focus enough to look at him, I knew his eyes were locked onto my face.

I could swear the man was pushing every button on purpose. Of course he was. I was his, required to surrender.

Now I simply kept my eyes closed, forcing my mind to focus on the extreme pleasures instead of the horrible day I’d had. He rewarded me by thrusting two fingers inside, curling the tips so I could feel the maximum amount of rapture. I pressed my heels into the bedding, clenching my hands around the comforter and tugging with almost everything I had. I wanted this to last for a long time.

He wasn’t just fucking me.

We were making love for the first time.

Yes, I felt as if I belonged to him, as if I should be wearing a collar, but there was so much more to this moment, a sweetness I would never have expected. When he drove all four fingers inside, flexing them open, I lost it without hesitation, my body burning with his every touch as if he’d set a blowtorch to me.

“Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.” It was as if I was a broken record, unable to put a coherent sentence together. I was crazed by his firm hold, the way he dug the fingers of one hand into my skin. I was on fire, every nerve dancing as if struck by lightning.

And I never wanted this to end.

A single orgasm erupted into a volcanic effect, my inner core explosive. It was crazy, the tingling sensations, the shots of electricity.

And he kept licking until I had another climax, this one even more intense. Nothing could have prepared me for how amazing this felt. I’d thought he was a magnificent lover before. Maybe it was true that when you had feelings involved, the sex was that much more special.

He kissed both inner thighs and pushed me up to the center of the bed as he rose to his feet. I was trying to watch him as well as catch my breath. He was shaking his head, studying me from head to toe. When he blew me a kiss, I couldn’t help but laugh. What man did that kind of thing?

This man.

My man.

My soon to be husband.

Maybe I could enjoy the wedding planning after all.

When he finally crawled onto the bed, placing first one hand then the other on either side of my shoulders, I had to touch him. I needed to feel the electric heat pulsing through my fingers. He allowed me to play for a few seconds, kneading his chest and rolling my fingers up and down. When I dared touch his cockhead, he growled.

“Arms over your head, my cupcake.”

“Why?”

“You are to obey me, sunshine. Remember?” Valerio had a stern look on his face but amusement still in his eyes. I wanted to touch every part of him, but I did as he commanded.

As he settled between my legs, pressing them wide apart, I was certain this was a taste of heaven on earth.

“I adore you, cupcake. More than I should. I promise to keep you safe.”

He made the statement as if he expected danger to come knocking at the door. In truth, it was possible. I knew that as well as he did.

With every move being practiced and very commanding, his possessiveness took over as soon as my arms were over my head. He clasped both wrists in one big hand, fingering my palm as he rubbed his groin back and forth across my pussy. I was wetter than I’d ever been, if that was even possible.

I tugged and pulled, not trying to get free as much as longing to continue touching him. When I did so, I felt grounded, closer than ever before. But he was having none of it.

The mischievous look in his eyes increased, his dimples more pronounced than ever.

“Say you belong to me,” he said gruffly.

“No.”

“Say it or else.” The spark in his voice was positively carnal.

“I’ll take my chances.”

He threw his head back and roared before driving the entire length of his cock into my tight channel. I jerked up, gasping more than usual, the stars in front of my eyes turning to other shapes.

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