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“Not yet, Hummingbird.” He is gazing down at me, his crystal irises hooded and consumed with lust. “You’ll come when I allow it, not a moment before.”

“Please,” I rasp, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes, watching him thrust into him, sweat beading across his forehead. “Nicoli, please. I need…”

“I know what you need.” He moves his touch away from my clit, and I moan from the torment of being right at the edge, only to get pulled back. His thrusts grow stronger, harder, faster, and to go deep, he places his palms on my bent knees, pushing them forward and down so my pussy and ass lift more for him.

“Jesus,” he rasps. “I’m so fucking deep inside you right now.”

“More,” I plead as the sound of his thighs slapping against my ass fills the room with its sensual melody.

The pleasure builds and builds, my entire body taut as a bowstring.

“You ready to come for me, baby girl?”

“God, yes!”

“Look at me.”

I pin my eyes on him while he’s slamming so hard, so deep into me, I’m fucking breathless.

“Come for me, Mira.”

The command sends me over the edge. My back arches as I come with a scream, Nicoli’s name on my lips. The world whites out, fracturing around me as rapture consumes every inch of my being, my body erupting into sensation. Wave after wave after wave of pleasure wash over me as he continues to pound my pussy, hitting my core with every thrust.

When I come back to myself, Nicoli is holding me close, murmuring soft praise and endearments, his elbows positioned above my shoulders.

He kisses the top of my head, his cock still hard and buried inside me. “You are exquisite when you come for me,” he rasps. “The way you surrender so beautifully. The sounds you make. The way you clench around me, greedy for more.”

A flush of heat courses through my body. My heart beats like a drum, pounding in my chest as warmth pools low in my belly once more. I tilt my head up to gaze into Nicoli’s eyes, seeking the promise of his mouth. He lowers his lips onto mine without hesitation, and I’m lost in sensation - how he tastes, smells, and feels pressed against me. The kiss is deep and claiming, full of passion that ignites my soul with need. As we finally part, I’m left panting for breath, but hunger lingers.

“Again,” he murmurs against my lips, and my veins ignite when he starts to move. I cup his face with my hands, memorizing each angle of his features and the rugged stubble on his jaw. He takes my bottom lip between his teeth and teases it back and forth before soothing it with a sweep of his tongue. Nicoli begins to move, his thrusts measured but powerful. I meet him eagerly, clutching at his shoulders. The rhythm builds, and our pace becomes more urgent and needy, like a storm brewing in the distance, then explodes into something that is both destructive and beautiful.

“That’s it, baby girl,” Nicoli whispers, increasing his pace. “Take everything I have to give you.”

I do, and it’s so perfect I could cry.

Our bodies move as one, slick with sweat and desire. Nicoli braces himself on his forearms, gazing down at me with eyes full of love and possession—eyes that would tell me how much he loved me if the world stole his words.

All I can do is cling to him, nails scoring paths down his back as the tension inside me mounts once more.

“You’re mine,” Nicoli growls, snapping his hips forward. “Say it.”

“Yours,” I gasp out. “Always yours.”

Satisfaction flickers across his face. He dips his head, biting at my neck and shoulders, marking me as thoroughly as any brand. The slight pain only heightens my pleasure, shoving me closer to the edge.

Nicoli straightens, adjusting his angle, and when he thrusts forward again, he hits that sweet spot inside me. Stars burst behind my eyes, and a cry tears from my throat.

“That’s it, Hummingbird,” Nicoli encourages. He keeps the same angle, a perfect rhythm, as he rocks into me. “Come for me. Now.”

At his command, my body gives in. I fall apart around him and tremble as every muscle tightens. Nicoli follows, pushing inside me until he finds his climax. It’s beautiful. Sensual. And so uniquely ours. Something no one can ever take away from us.

We lie together, our bodies intertwined and our hearts racing. Nicoli gently kisses my forehead and lips, conveying his love and dedication in that gesture. I can feel the affection emanating from him.

When he moves to pull out, I wrap my legs around his waist, holding him in place. “Not yet,” I murmur. “Stay with me.”

Nicoli smiles, eyes softening. “Always.”

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