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Skin on skin.

His tongue warring with hers.

And Christ, it felt like heaven when he slid inside her. Filled her full, and stretched her open. She was so wet that his cock made the most delicious sound as he grabbed onto her hips, and started fucking her hard.

A fast rhythm.

Hard, and brutal.

Every drag of his body against hers had her clit rubbing against the hard muscles of his body. Added friction that drove her fucking insane. Like the way his fingertips dug into her ass, and stung. Yet, that pain only felt good. It melted into her nerves like someone had poured liquid gold down her spine.

“There—you feel that cock, baby?”

“Y-yeah.”

“You better come for me again, Haven. Fucking give it to me—I want to taste that pussy of yours after I’ve fucked it raw, my girl. You gonna let me do that?”

Jesus Christ.

She’d beg him to do it.

His lips brushed against hers with every word he spoke. And then he bit her bottom lip, too, making her hiss when he yanked her down even harder on his cock again.

Fuck, there it was.

That orgasm on the edge of her senses.

That bliss again.

She came so hard.

Her vision blurred, and her voice went hoarse. She swore she saw God somewhere between the feeling of Andino’s cock in her pussy, and his teeth cutting into her lip again.

And he just chuckled.

He chuckled as he stood them both up, then put her feet down to the floor before turning them around, slammed her hands down to the chair, bent her over, and fucked her like that, too. Only that time, he pulled her hair, spanked her ass, and called her a slut.

She loved that, too.

Too much, maybe.

It was only when she was sitting on the chair again, and watching Andino jerk himself off to a finish that would paint her throat and chest with his come while she played with her wet pussy with her legs wide for him to see that she thought …

Not too much.

It wasn’t nearly enough.

She was never going to get enough.

NINE

“That little shit,” Andino heard his uncle hiss. “After everything, Gio, don’t you think he should know better than to be messing around with my daughter? And after that show at the restaurant—how can I keep letting that fucker walk around like he’s done nothing?”

Andino heard his father chuckle. “Yeah, so glad I wasn’t there for that.”

“Fuck off.”

“Just saying.”