Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 75472 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75472 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
She lets out a frustrated groan. “The same as last night.”
I lift my head and lock eyes with her. “No cheating, baby. Describe in detail where you want my hand.”
Her features tighten with more frustration, and she glances away from me. “I want you to rub my clit.”
“Look at me,” I demand. When her eyes flick back to mine, I say, “You have a fucking hot body, Vittoria. I want nothing more than to sink balls deep inside you.”
Desire sparks in her brown irises.
I trail my finger dangerously close to where she wants it as I order, “I want you to feel confident when we have sex. Tell me exactly what you want.”
She pushes me back as she sits up, and grabbing hold of my shirt, she rips it over my head. “I want you naked,” she demands with a bossy tone that makes my cock jerk with need for her.
Obeying her, I remove the gun from behind my back and place it on the counter before I unzip my jeans and shove them down my legs.
When I step closer to her, she wraps an arm around my waist, and her fingers dig into my ass cheek. “I want you inside me.”
I grip her chin with my thumb and forefinger, and tipping her head up to me, I lean down and let my breath skim over her lips. “You’re such a good fucking girl.”
She pushes against my hold, and I expect a kiss, but at the last second, she pulls free from my fingers, a teasing grin tugging at her tempestuous mouth.
Christ, this woman will be the death of me.
Vittoria scoots her ass to the edge of the marble top and wraps her legs around me.
I look down at her glistening pussy and slowly push my cock through her folds.
“Yessss,” she hisses, her head falling back to expose her throat to me.
I wrap my fingers around her pretty little neck, and as I thrust harder, stroking her clit with my cock, I squeeze until my fingertips dip into her skin.
With hooded eyes, she watches me, her lips parted as she takes desperate breaths.
I keep stroking her clit until the head of my cock is painfully swollen and coated with her wetness, then I order, “Give me permission to kiss you.”
The corner of her mouth twitches, then she whispers, “No.”
My eyes narrow as I growl, “La mia tentatrice.”
Without giving her any warning, I slam my cock deep inside her.
Her hand slaps against my chest as her features tighten with pain, but she doesn’t break eye contact with me.
My body shudders as her tight walls grip my cock like a vice.
Nothing has ever felt as good as being buried inside Vittoria.
Jesus. Her pussy will make me a believer that there’s a heaven.
Another shudder rakes through me, and as I growl, I pull out and slam back inside her.
Her body jerks from the hard thrust, and gripping my shoulders, her nails dig into my skin.
I pull completely out of her, and grabbing hold of her sides, I pull her flush with my chest. I lift her from the marble top and carry her to the living room, where I sit down with her on my lap.
Bringing my hand to her face, I trail my fingers over her temple and cheek, then demand, “Put my cock back inside you.”
Vittoria doesn’t disappoint as she reaches down between us and positions me at her opening. She tentatively sinks down on my cock until her clit rubs against my pelvis.
With fascination, I watch as my wife learns that this position gives her access to rub her clit to her heart’s content.
Without having to tell her what to do, she begins to swivel her hips and grinding down on me.
“That’s it, baby,” I groan, my cock swelling impossibly from the erotic sight.
I move my hands to her breasts and get lost in the feel of them as I knead her flesh and tweak her nipples.
Vittoria’s grip tightens around my neck, and desperation flutters over her features.
“Do you need me to fuck you, baby?” I murmur, my tone hoarse from all the desire.
“Yes.” Her head bobs up and down. “Yes, please.”
“Please, who?” I taunt her as I grip hold of her hips to keep her from moving.
Her body quivers as she begs, “Please, Angelo.”
I lift her off of me, and when I stand up, she gives me a confused look.
“On your knees, baby. Hold onto the back of the couch,” I order.
She quickly moves into a kneeling position on the couch and grips hold of the cushion.
“Spread your legs wide.”
She obeys and glances at me from over her shoulder.
Enjoying the view of her sexy ass, I place my knee next to hers on the couch to steady myself and grip her hips tightly. I line up with her opening and fill her with my cock in a single brutal thrust.