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“I always want to be inside of you. I want you to tease me before I take you inside and fuck you until the sun rises, baby. I'm gonna violate every hole you have until I fill them all. I want to remind you right now that I love you, because later, I'm gonna fuck you like you’re nothing more than my filthy cocksleeve. So glide, babydoll. Use my dick and make yourself come. Here, I'll help you.”
I piston my hips gradually, and she moans as every barbell hits her clit. “Ohhhh Parker…”
“That feel good, baby?”
“Yes!” She whines, her hands on my chest. She begins to move with me, rolling her hips, gasping.
“That's it baby. God, you look so fucking good using my dick. God, yeah, Sabrina. So fucking pretty in my shirt. I'm so fucking crazy for you, baby. I'm gonna get the reversal. Your pussy was made for me to breed, baby. Oh, God. Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop.” I know I said I wanted her to use me, but she's too fucking perfect. I stand quickly to lay her down, push up our shirt so I can watch those pretty tits jiggle for me, and proceed.
Looming over her, I press my thumb to my shaft and rut, watching the way her creamy, plush thighs quiver. The fucking vision of her skin glowing in the soft pale light of the moon. It's too much. I want to paint her pussy with my cum.
“Oh my God, Savage!” She rasps in a hoarse whisper. Her hands hold my sides, clawing deep while her hips keep moving – gliding with me – and I fuckinglovethat. “Keep going!”
I grunt, feeling that all too familiar white-hot need licking up the base of my spine. “You coming, baby?”
“God, yes!” Her back arches, body goes still, her mouth falls open in a silent scream, but I don't let up, wanting to keep the image of her like this locked away forever.
“That's it baby. Give me everything. Aw shit. Fuck, baby.” I fist my shaft and jerk my dick, each hot spurt of cum shoots out of me hard and fast. I aim it at her fat, little pussy, coating her in my seed, then shove myself into her hot, still pulsing entrance, as she milks the rest of me out.
Panting, I withdraw from her slowly. Then I rub the tip of my dick all over my mess and try to get as much of me as I can back into her. The sight is mouthwatering.
“Oh my God. That was so hot.”
I beam down at her. “You should see it from this angle. C'mon. Let's get you cleaned up so I can dirty you all over again.”
While she’s naked in the shower, I’m able to see the outline of her tattoos under the saniderm. On her left shoulder, she hasGiordanowritten in Old English, and I finally understand why the male artist refused to work on her. The guy was smart as fuck, not wanting to put his hands on a Giordano’ wife. On her right, she has Hayes written in some kinda fancy cursive. I brush my lips against it, growing hard seeing my name on her body. I can’t wait until I can lick all over it. To bite into it.
“Do you like it?” she asks, while I use my fist to guide my dick into her. She groans. The noise bounces off the walls, and I lick up her neck, nipping at it.
“I fucking love it, baby. It’s so permanent.”
“Forever.” She chokes out, the wording sending chills through every fucking nerve in my body – like crackling fissures – when I slam myself into her tight heat, so hard I hit home.
My eyes cross. “Fuck. Say that again.”
“For- oh, fuck -forever, Savage.”
We go from the shower to the bed, to the floor, back to the foot of the bed. I make her come and pant my name in every fucking position I can think of until we both collapse in a sweaty heap of tangled limbs and satisfied smiles. Maksim comes home when she’s sound asleep, tightly wrapped around me like a koala. But I don't mind it.I love when my girl’s sweet on me. All kitten, no claws. I love those, too, though.
“How is she?” He asks, taking a seat at her feet. He places a hand on her leg, like he just needed to touch her to feel alright. Maks stands back up and begins to undress.
“She’s good. Exhausted. Had a lot of fun.”
He grins. “Good. I’m glad.” But that smile doesn’t reach his dark eyes.
“Everything okay?”
He shirks off his shirt, drops his pants, and puts them in the hamper in the walk-in. “Everything goes to you and Sabrina.”
I raise a brow. “What?”
“I’ve spoken to the other capos. Anything happens to me, Sabrina is to run the Giordano empire as she sees fit.”
“Maks, that’s -”
“The capos agree. She has an entire army at her back. Now, so do you. Apparently, my father also noticed a few…incautious actionsbetween the three of us, but… he approves. He states had he had one more set of eyes on my mother… maybe…” He sighs heavily, then shakes his head, grabbing a towel. “Sabrina carries my last name now that she’s finally changed it.”
I eye him up and down. “Does she know you’ve been tampering with her birth control for the last two months?”