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    Braced on his knees, he lifts me by the ass and tugs me forward. “There’s an all–consuming hunger that can never be sedated that lives inside me when ites to you. No matter how many times I im you or how much I <b>taste </b>you, it never feels like it’s enough. I want more, need more The hunger shines in his eyes, and he grips my <b>legs</b>, lifting them and gently pressing them to my chest.


    “I need you, fuck me, Gianni. im me.” I sink my nails into his thigh.


    This position leaves mepletely vulnerable, every inch of my pussy exposed to him. He shifts forward on his knees, and his thick cock slips through my wet folds. I shiver, the sparks of pleasure that zing over my skin at the simplest of touches.


    “What type of man does it make me to want to destroy your pussy, to fuck you until you’re screaming, begging, and pleading for me to stop.” Peering down between my legs, he watches, his gaze never wavering, as he guides his thick shaft into my pussy. “What type of man does it make me, Caterina?” he whispers, his eyes meeting mine.


    “It makes you mine.” I gasp. There’s nothing like the first few seconds when he sinks deep, stretching me to my limits, filling me with every thick inch. It’s amazing how after all the times we’ve had sex I still have a difficult time taking him.


    “So tight and perfect. Your pussy was made for me, little bird. Made for me to sink into, again and again, to fuck, and kiss, and tease. All mine.”


    Leaning over me, he presses my knees to my chest and grips my hips, fucking me slowly, plunging deep, before pulling himself out. Watching himself as he does it, worshiping my body with every stroke.Is this what making love feels like?


    Unreadable emotions flicker in his eyes, and my soul ignites into a zing inferno.


    “Gianni…” All I can do is moan his name, the pleasure building like bricks in my lower belly.


    Swiveling his hips, he presses against something profound and all–consuming. “So good, so fucking perfect. The way your muscles clench around me, holding me inside, tightening over and over. You want toe, don’t you?”


    “Yes, please… Please let mee.<i>” </i>I’m panting, and yet his pace remains the same.


    “Soon, little bird, so soon. We’lle together.” He grits his teeth, his grip on me tightening. I’m close, so close. I lift my hips, needing more, any bit of friction to push me over the edge. Gianni notices this and pulls out of mepletely. I’m about to ask him what he’s doing when he grabs me, flipping me onto my belly. The air swooshes out of my lungs, and I peer at him over my shoulder.


    “What?” I hiss, irritated because I was so close toing.


    “Get on your hands and knees. I’m going to spank this pretty little ass while I fill your cunt with my cum.”


    I don’t even blink and move into position quickly. Gianni moves behind me an instantter, his fingers press into my skin, and his cock slips back inside me.Home.We both let out a satisfied sigh, and he starts to fuck me again


    His touch moves from my hips to my ass, where he squeezes the globes individually, messaging them. “I can’t wait to fuck your ass again.”


    “Oh god!” I press back against him, meeting his strokes, the pressure in my core rising with every thrust and p of his balls against my clit.


    “Fuck, you’re close, aren’t you, little bird?” His handes down on my ass cheek, the sting <b>of </b>pain only pushing me closer to the finish line. “Your pussy’s so good. So fucking good and tight.” Another pnds against my warm skin, and the tension bes unbearable. I’m a bowstring close to snapping.


    <b>+15 </b><b>BONUS </b>


    My body jerks against his. “Gianni…” I cry out, and he spanks me one more time. The painful sting against <b>my </b>skin sends pulses of pleasure straight to my core and, like star close to destruction, explode. My body gives out on me and I sag against the mattress, every muscle in my body tightening.


    “Such a good fucking girl,ing on my cock. Squeezing me so tightly.” Gianni praises, his thrustinging faster. “You’re going to make mee… fuck I’m going to fill your tight cunt.” The desperation in his voice barely meets my ears. “Tell me you want it. Tell me you want me to fill your cunt with my release.”


    “Yes, yes!! Give it to me,” I beg, my hands fisting the sheets.


    Gianni pounds into me, my body moving up the bed with each hard stroke he delivers. “Jesus fucking Christ. I can’t get enough of you, Caterina, and I don’t think I ever will.” He roars and explodes violently as the orgasm ms into him.


    His cock jerks deep inside of me and I feel the warmth of his release spread through my core. He gathers me into his arm, his cock still deep inside me, and rolls us to our sides. Nuzzling his face into my neck, I let my eyes drift closed.Safe. Protected. Cherished.When the haze clears and realityes back into focus, all the fear<i>, </i>fretfulness, and uncertainty are gone. I remember who I am and where I belong. There’s nothing that could evere between <ol><li>us. </li></ol>


    No matter how hard the rest of the world seems to try.