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Knowing she’ll soon put on her invisible armor takes some of the pleasure of her waking up away, but Plan Zakiya DeLuca will solve this need as well.
Her eyes flutter open and seeing her unadjusted brown eyes, warm from sleep and beautifully soft, is a gut punch I’ll beg for over and over for the rest of my life. Once she focuses on me, a wariness enters her gaze.
I swipe my thumb under her eye and across her cheek. “Buongiorno mia ragazzaccia. We have just enough time for your punishment before Jinx comes looking for us.”
“Why are you punishing me?” She sits up in bed.
“So many things come to mind.” I stand, allowing my towel to slip and fall to the ground. “The obvious being the state I’m in.”
Grabbing her legs, I drag her until she lies flat on her back again.
“Your body, your problem” Zakiya rolls away, but I quickly bring her back where I want her.
“We’ll have to agree to disagree.” I straddle her thighs to prevent her from making another escape. “You won’t be needing these.” I rip her clothes until nothing remains but her beautiful, soft skin.
Her large breasts quiver with every breath she takes. I lick my lips, reliving the taste of her blackberry nipples on my tongue. I lean forward, only to be pulled up short by a knife to my neck.
“Sansone,” she pleads, her voice wobbly while her hand remains steady. “I told you this can’t work. Just back off.”
I chuckle. “Yeah, I recall you saying something like that.” Despite the blade biting into my skin, I lean forward and rest my hand next to her head, a new aim in mind. “You said a lot of cannots, but I have yet to hear you say you don’t want this.”
I wedge my knee between her thighs and raise her leg over my hip, baring her glistening opening to my view.
“Aren’t you afraid I’ll sink this knife into you?” She presses a little harder and warm liquid seeps down my throat on a slippery trail before dropping on her quaking breast.
I grin. “I’ve told you before I’m not afraid of your blade.” I lower my head and lick the drops that have fallen on her skin.
Not once does she remove the dagger from my neck. The slight edge of danger adds another layer of anticipation for when I make Zakiya beg for my cock.
Her breath hitches as I close my mouth around her nipple and suck, adding a nip with teeth to enhance her experience with a hint of pain. I peek at her to see her eyes glazed in desire, her lids lowered by half. She bites her lip to hold herself back.
I’m not having it.
“If anyone gets to bite these lips, it will be me. No one else can savor them the way I do.”
“These are my?—”
I swallow the rest of her words and plunge my tongue inside her mouth as I seek to claim every inch of her terrain. I am a violent explorer, pulling and biting and licking her lips to mark her as mine even as she does the same to me.
Zakiya’s body tenses against mine before she grinds her pussy against me. Wet heat coats my scrotum and her clit rubs against me, re-inflaming my blood.
“San…sone…”
“Tell me what you need, mia ragazzaccia.”
“You win, but this is the last time.” She discards the knife to tunnel her fingers through my hair and take over the kiss.
I smile as she duels me for dominance in our kiss. “Until the next last time.”
“San—”
Before she voices a protest, I ease my cock into her pussy. I wasn’t gentle with Zakiya the first time we came together, and in the early morning hours we have little time to dawdle, however, I’m in the mood to linger. To savor. To imprint on Zakiya so the next time she wants to deny the truth of us out of fear of the fictional monster inside herself, she won’t be able to let the words pass her lips.
I capture her hands and hold them beside her head. “What you feel between us is not casual.” I slide further inside her. “The way our bodies react to each other is not typical. This”—I slide out to the hilt before gliding back in—“is a once in several lifetimes kind of magic.”
“Magic doesn’t exist. Mmm…” Zakiya’s lids flutter, but she maintains her stare with me.
“Don’t try to convince me you don’t believe in magic when one glimpse of your eyes puts me under your enchantment.” I thrust against the hard bundle inside her, causing her to gasp. “Your very breath is an incantation pulling me deeper underyour charms. And for the mere whisper of your touch, I’d sacrifice my life to you. How can you not believe in magic when you wield it so easily?”
