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“Tell me what you want,” I demand, circling her clit hard.

“Inside,” she rushes out. “Please, I need you inside me.”

I don’t need to be told twice.

Dragging my fingertips down to her slit, my middle finger teases around the opening before pushing forward. Hot skin hugs the digit tight as Ana clenches around me.

“Goddamn, baby,” I groan, planting open-mouth kisses up the side of her throat. “You feel so fucking good.”

Pumping my finger in and out, I relish the way her mouth drops open and unfiltered moans of pleasure spill from her lips.

“Please,” she rasps. “Don’t stop, Cassio, I?—”

“Don’t worry, my pretty little wife. I’ll give you exactly what you need.” Pressing forward, my cock grinds against her ass while I slowly work a second finger into her dripping wet cunt.

Ana whimpers and wiggles, her pussy constricting around me hard. She’s so wound up, and the temptation to flip her on her back and pound her into the mattress is growing stronger with every moan she releases.

“Shhh, relax for me, baby,” I encourage, rubbing her clit with my palm as my fingers plunge deeper. “I’ll take care of you, just breathe. Let me play with this sweet little pussy.”

She takes a deep and shaky breath, dropping her head back against my shoulder. My fingers curl up, dragging against the sensitive top wall.

“Cassio,” she moans, rolling her hips into the sensation. “God,Cassio?—”

“Mmm,” I hum, breathing against the side of her throat. “That’s a good girl, my name has never sounded better… say it again.”

“Cassio,” she gasps, hand clasping around my forearm for support. She digs her nails into my flesh, but doesn’t try to pull away. She’s so responsive, my dick is fucking throbbing behind my zipper.

Thrusting my fingers rough and fast, I pull heartier moans from her throat. “You like that, Wife? Getting fucked nice and deep on my hand? Imagine how much deeper my cock will go, how much fucking harder it will be to keep those pretty little sounds you’re making under control.”

“I want that,” she pleads breathlessly. “Please?”

“Look at you being so polite,” I bite out, jaw flexing. She has no idea how much her words affect me. How badly I want to give her exactly what she’s asking for. “Come for me, and maybe you’ll earn it.”

My efforts pick up, leaving no room for her to reply. She babbles senselessly, a jumble of moans, begging, and the wet sounds of her arousal filling the room. It doesn’t take long before my increased speed sends Ana over the edge.

Her hot cunt clenches hard, pulsing around my fingers, and flooding my hand. Soon, her legs tremble and her climax peaks with a long drawn-out moan. I have to bite my lip to stop myself from breaking, watching and feeling her orgasm shatter through her.

Ana slumps heavily against me, trying to catch her breath as I withdraw my fingers. Unable to resist, I pull the digits between my lips and groan, sucking on her taste.

“So sweet,” I drawl, licking every drop.

“That was incredible,” she husks, heated eyes watching my every move.

“Good.”

ChapterTwenty-Five

Ana

Cassio just blew my fucking mind. I’ve never had an orgasm that strong, not even on my own with the assistance of my buzzy little toys.

“Please don’t tell me we’re done,” I rasp, turning over to face my husband. I don’t think I’ve said the word please this much in one day in my whole entire life. Something about Cassio just has me willing to beg.

Wanting to explore his body like he’s explored mine, I run my fingers down his chest, running them over his soft shirt I wish would disappear.

“Let’s walk before we run, forza,” he says, snatching my hand before I can drag it all the way down.

“I like running.”