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He looks neither impressed nor disappointed in what he sees as his eyes glance over me, taking in what I have to offer. When his hand grips my ankle and he squeezes it tight I notice from the way his chest lifts, as if it’s heavy, that he’s just as tense as I am.
“Areyoua virgin?” I raise my eyebrows, managing a sarcastic smile as I look up at him. I’m not sure if I’m trying to be smart, or if I think the wisecrack will break the ice, but when his forehead creases and he narrows his eyes at me the same way he did the first day I met him, I can tell he’s not at all impressed by my sense of humor.
“Being clever isn’t going to make this any easier on you, Madalina.” He slowly unfolds the towel he’s wearing and lets it drop to the floor. Seeing what he has beneath it backs up his words, and makes the clever grin I’m wearing instantly drop from my lips.
It appears that not only is Dario DeMarco, handsome, with the body of a god, but he’s also hung like a fucking bull.
I may not have anything to compare it to, but right now I’m questioning the laws of biology because what he has between his legs isnevergoing to fit between mine.
The arch of his hand slowly slides up from my ankle, brushing over my knees and then my thighs until he reaches my panties. I’m surprised at the disappointment I feel when, instead of touching me there too, he diverts his hand to take hold of mine.
“Touch it.” He looks down at himself as he guides my hand towards his cock. It’s hard, veiny, and kind of angry-looking. So I’m surprised that it feels smooth and velvety against my fingertips when I do as he says.
“Take it in your hand, like his.” He takes control, making sure I take the weight of it in my palm, as he wraps my fingers tightly around him. It feels as heavy as it looks and only makes me more nervous about what I have coming.
“I like how your fingers tremble,” he admits, removing his very steady hand from the top of mine and softly trailing his thumb over my bottom lip.
“I like that I will be the first, and only man to ever be inside you,” he whispers, skimming his fingertips over my neck, then between my tits and gently over my stomach, until they disappear inside the lace waistband of my panties. He watches my reaction as the finger that he wears his wedding ring on, strokes at my sensitive flesh and replaces the nerves in my stomach with something a lot more needy.
“Do you feel that?” he asks, as the cool wedding band on his finger continues to make my body respond without my permission. My back arches and pushes against his finger desperate for more as he reaches over my body and takes my free hand, bringing it to his mouth. I watch him suck the finger that he slid my ring on, in front of everyone today, from base to tip.
“It means we are bound to one another now. I own you Madalina DeMarco. I own this pussy.” Two of his fingers clench together, clamping my clit between them and making me moan. “I own every single part of you.” His mouth gently kisses the inside of my arm from my wrist to my elbow while his fingers release my clit and start to circle my entrance.
I feel myself soak them, my cheeks burning with embarrassment as I continue to feed his desires and show himhow weak he can make me. The hand I have wrapped around his cock has started instinctively moving to the same rhythm as his finger now, and so are my hips.
“Mmmm, surprisingly your inexperienced hand feels good,” he encourages me, and I look up at him and scowl when his tongue wets his lips. He makes a low, throaty laugh as his fingers continue to tease me.
“You can hate me all you want, but I will still take great pleasure in fucking my heir into you.” His words put a sour taste in my mouth, and I manage to shake my head in a really lame attempt at refusal.
“Would you like to come on my fingers before I fuck you, Mrs. DeMarco?” he questions, pausing his movement while he waits for my response, and the pulse I feel beating inside me has my head automatically nodding back at him.
The slight smile he makes at my response infuriates me.
“Good choice. This pussy is going to be so fucking tight, it’ll hurt us both when I break you. We should stretch you a little first.” The tip of his finger slips inside me, and he closes his eyes and takes a breath as if he’s the one enduring it.
“You're so tight, have you never fucked yourself with your fingers?” His voice sounds a little strained and the way his free hand scrunches into a fist gives away how tense he is.
“Never.” I shake my head, trying not to moan when he gives me a little more of his finger as a reward. It feels invasive, but oddly fulfilling and makes my toes curl into the mattress. He takes me by surprise again when he snatches his hand away, grabbing me under my arms and repositioning me on the bed so I'm lying straight out in front of him. My legs hang over the edge and shake uncontrollably as he pulls the panties off my ankles and his strong hands spread my thighs apart.
“What are you doing?” A lump forms in my throat as he stares between my legs at my very exposed pussy.
“I’m going to watch my fingers stretch you open.” He slides his finger back inside me, and when the thumb from his other hand starts to rub against my clit, there’s no chance of me hiding how good it feels. The noise I make is desperate and needy, and suddenly Dario seems much too focused on what he's doing to me, to take any pleasure from my weakness. I can feel something building, a sensation that I seem to have no control over that forces my hips to buck against his hand.
“All this, just from my fingers. Imagine what my cock is going to do to you, Madalina,” he whispers, taking his thumb away from my clit and sliding his body over mine while the finger of his other hand continues to do its work. Not too fast, not too slow, but just right to keep me on the edge.
He braces himself over me, gripping at the sheet beneath me, and just as I feel myself reaching some kind of summit, he pulls his finger away and replaces it with the tip of his cock. His soaking wet fingers strum my clit, as his thick head slips inside me and I scream in both pain and pleasure when whatever has been building finally erupts and he forces himself all the way into my body at the same time.
His cock burns like a hot rod, and the sound of his deep growl echoes in my chest as tears fill my eyes and I feel my walls throb around him.
I can see from the look on his face that he’s getting off on my pain when he holds himself still and ensures we both endure the sensation of his cock filling me entirely.
His eyes fix on mine, absorbing my agony and I make a vow to myself while I stare right back at him.
I may have to give my husband my body, but I will never give him my fear.
DARIO
My cock sits inside her, crushed by her tight, virgin cunt, and the look of hate in her eyes has me grabbing her throat and squeezing her for some more.
