"Si…Alessio…say my name. Know who you belong to."
My other hand tipped her chin up, and satisfaction flared once again at the glazed look in her beautiful green eyes. I bent my head and took her mouth in a bruising and punishing kiss. Her unique and addicting taste exploded in my mouth as our tongues tangled desperately. I swallowed her sweet moans as my mouth devoured hers.
I withdrew my hand from her wet pussy and held the glistening fingers to her mouth before stuffing two digits between those perfect lips. I felt her little tongue move aroundmy larger fingers, her eyes watering as I slid them further back. Once I was satisfied that she'd sucked her taste away, I removed them and kissed her again.
"On the bed, arse in the air," I commanded once I came up for air.
"Alessio, can we—"
"Now." My tone left no room for argument.
She bit her lip, her stare turning excited and aroused at my authoritative tone. She loved it when I started ordering her around in bed. Without a word, she turned and presented me with her round arse. Her head tilted to watch me, keeping eye contact, as she slid down onto her elbows. It was a position she'd been in many times with me, but I'd never been hotter for it. The evidence was clear in the pressure of my erection straining against my trousers.
My word, was she a sight to behold.
With a not-quite-steady hand, I smoothed over one perfect arse cheek. I petted it gently before raising and swatting my open palm down in a short, sharp slap.
Her breath hitched on a moan before she arched her back, silently asking for more. I soothed her pinkening arse before lifting my palm again to spank her.
She hid her moans in the mattress, her fingers gripping the sheet tightly as I spanked her perfect cheeks, three times on each.
"That's what you get for thinking you could fuck another man."
Her head shook against the bed, whimpering as I fondled her soaked pussy again. She turned her head to the side to face me. "Alessio, no. I—"
"Do not speak—unless it's to beg me to fuck you harder."
I would also allow her to declare her undying love for me, but I doubted that would happen.
My eyes raked over her curved back, at the minuscule lace that covered her hips and tied around her neck. Seeing red, I grabbed at the scrap of lace that barely constituted as clothes, tugging it until it ripped away. As sexy as my wife looked, there was no way I was making love to her while she had on lingerie purposely worn to seduce another man.
I disposed of the rest of my clothes and lined my hard cock up with her wet centre. I was in no mood for more foreplay. I needed to show her who she belonged to. Maybe he would show up mid-fuck. I wasn't into voyeurism, but I would make an exception for him. Let him see how a real man does it.
"You want to treat yourself like a whore, then I'll fuck you like one."
I thrust into her without warning, and her throat groaned loud and long. My hips moved in a flurry of hard thrusts. I fucked her like a madman, desperate to imprint myself deep into her soul. Her body moved across the bed as I stroked into her, my fingers digging into her hips to hold her steady.
The noises ripped from me were guttural and animalistic. They perfectly matched my wife's cries of pleasure as she begged me for more.
"Oh, Alessio. Oh, it's so good!" She gasped.
"Because it's with me," I grunted out. "No one can do this to you but me. No." Thrust. "One." Thrust.
I could tell by how soaked my cock was that she was close. I wanted to look her in the eye when she came. Let her see and know who she came so hard for.
I pulled out, ignoring her cries of protest, and flipped her over, her breasts bouncing at the movement. I reached out and palmed one full breast, plucking at a hard nipple, then settled between her legs, lifting them and spreading them wide.
Her beautiful face was flushed, her lipstick and eyeliner a little smudged. She'd never looked more beautiful. A surge of loveovercame me, and I swooped down to steal a kiss. I slid back inside her, my mouth moving against hers as I made love to her slowly and gently this time.
My lips moved down to caress her neck as I murmured words of love against her sweat-soaked skin.
"Ti amo," I whispered. "Ti amo." Other words of adoration poured from my lips. The dam had been broken, and I had no shame about my love for her.
I licked up the tears that leaked from her lids as I continued to tell her how much I loved her. How I worshipped the ground she walked on. How I wanted to die, being buried in her perfect little cunt. That no one would ever take her away from me. That I'd kill anyone who dared.
Her pussy fluttered against mine, and I felt a surge of wetness as she came beautifully against my cock. Knowing that my wife had been taken care of, I gave in to that tingle at the base of my spine and exploded with my own release. Her perfect lips swallowed up my shout of ecstasy as I followed her to paradise.
Chapter 15
