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“No,” I countered her half-hearted plea, “You woke me up with this wet pussy, making my cock pulse and leak for you. You’re going to take everything I give you in return.”
Her eyes shifted all around as she tried to come up with an argument, I could tell. So I pushed her over the edge to ensure she wouldn’t tell me no. I lifted our fingers from her dripping pussy and brought them to my mouth, sucking both of hers and mine into my mouth and groaning. “So sweet, baby.”
“God,” she moaned and one leg wrapped around my hips, drawing me down against her again, “You’re driving me crazy.”
I chuckled and lined the tip of my cock up with her entrance as she stilled and held her breath under me. “You’re one to talk, Ari.” I pushed forward and gave her three inches before pulling back out and doing it again, adding another to the end. “I’ve been crazy since the first moment I saw you.”
“No, you’re not,” she groaned, giving into me and wrapping her other leg around my waist. “You’re the most unaffected person in the world. Nothing seems to draw your attention. I could run through this house with my hair on fire screaming bloody murder and you wouldn’t bat an eye at me.” There was anger in her voice, and I smirked as I pushed deep again, giving her more, loving the way her eyelids fluttered closed.
“Do you want me to tell you I can’t think of anything else when I’m not with you, dear Wife?” I asked and pushed into her body, past the resistance of her tight body until my balls hit her ass. “That, unless I’m just like this, buried deep inside of you, touching you from head to toe, that I can’t breathe?” I rolled my hips, and she arched her back, pressing her clit against me harder. I leaned down and bit her ear and then sucked on it until she moaned and hugged me to her chest, “What would you rather have, Little One? My hate, or my obsession?”
“Obsession,” she cried out and panted, “I want you as crazy for me as I am for you. Fuck, I’m coming.”
“Good girl,” I slammed into her and rolled my hips, “That’s my good girl, coming on my cock.”
“Yes,” she cried, digging her nails into my back, “Fuck me, Nico, please.”
I smirked and lifted her legs over my shoulders, loving the way her eyes widened in fear before they fell closed in pleasure as I bottomed out inside of her tight little body again, “As you wish dear. I aim to please.”
“Jackass,” she hissed, and then I fucked her so good, only incoherent moans and pleas fell from her lips for hours.
Chapter 13 – Arianna
Ididn’tunderstandmyhusband.
As I walked through his large home I tried to calm the erratic heartbeat in my chest, knowing that I could run into him any moment.
It was weird having him back in residence even though I’d never admit I liked having him close again.
After the way he spent the entire night wrapped around me and holding me— God. I needed to get a grip, or he’d smell my arousal the second we inadvertently ran into each other.
He was primal like that, using his animalistic tendencies to give me shivers.
So instead of allowing the thought of him to arouse me, I followed the scent of savory food cooking and went into the kitchen, finding Mariella, Nico’s housekeeper, chatting with Chef Alec as he prepared lunch.
“Mrs. Capasso,” they both said, bowing their heads as I walked in, “Are you ready for lunch?” Chef Alec asked with a bright smile.
“I am,” I smiled back, eyeing the spread on the stove, “I’m starving actually.” I rubbed my stomach, realizing just how famished I was. Breakfast didn’t hold me over today and I was ready to taste whatever delicious concoction that Alec had created.
“Where would you like to sit today?” Mariella asked. When I first arrived, she set a place for me at the table for my meals, but after the third or fourth time dining alone, I picked up my plate and carried it to the kitchen island preferring their company over the silence of the dining room.
“Here is fine, if you don’t mind having me.”
“Of course not,” she smiled, grabbing a table setting and placing it for me. “What would you like to drink today?”
“Prosecco would be great please.” I took my seat as she lifted my glass to go fill it for me.
“No wine,” a deep voice called from the entrance of the kitchen. We all turned and found Nico walking in. My eyes assessed him, starting at the dark rumpled hair on his head that looked intentional and haphazard all at the same time, and down to his light blue button-up that was undone at the throat and rolled up over his forearms showing off his tattoos. Finally, I let my eyes travel down to his navy-blue slacks that hugged his legs perfectly before his words sunk into my brain muddled with arousal.
“What did you say?” I asked, scrunching up my face as his words echoed through my head.
He looked away from me and straight at Mariella and Alec, “No alcohol for my wife until I tell you differently.” He walked to my side like he hadn’t just spoken about me to his staff like I wasn’t even in the room and laid a gentle kiss on my temple, sliding his warm hand over my back.
His touches were gentle and it confused the anger trying to build inside of my gut from being treated like a child.
I turned to look at where he stood at my side, “I’m old enough to drink. Or have you started going senile already?”
He smirked down at me and Mariella backed out of the room as he took a seat next to me, leaving the poor chef chained to his stove with our embarrassing exchange going on ten feet away.
