Tight, wet, perfect.
Her pussy pulses around my cock. Her fingers dig into my shoulders as I fill her completely.
"Fuck," I growl against her neck, breathing in the scent of her skin. I resist the urge to fuck her fast and hard. She didn’t need to say anything for me to know that this won’t change anything.
She’s an FBI agent first.
But I’ve fantasized about this moment for nearly a year, so I plan to draw this out as long as I can.
I begin to move, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body.
Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me deeper. I’ve never felt this intensity of sensation around my dick.
Is it that I’m bare inside her. No barrier. Nothing between us.
I've never done this before. Not once. Not ever.
Even in my wildest moments, I've always maintained control, always taken precautions.
I know that someday I’ll need to marry and create kids. Or maybe not.
I can hand my business over to Elio, Elena’s second son, since Rocco will likely take over the Monti business from Luca.
La Corona might not like it, but I’m not a family sort of man. It’s why an unplanned pregnancy is a complication I’ve meticulously avoided.
And yet here I am, buried deep inside Olivia, a woman who vows to put me behind bars.
I should pull out. I should stop.
But I can't. Won't.
All that matters is right now and how fucking good her pussy feels.
"Dom," she moans, clenching around me.
Her pleasure fuels mine, driving me harder, faster. I let go the reins of control, let primal need course through me.
I've wanted her for too long. Fantasized about this moment through countless nights alone. Reality surpasses every dream.
Her body trembles beneath mine, teetering on the edge. I'm right there with her, control slipping further away with each thrust.
I grip her hips tighter, angling her body to take me deeper. Every inch of her squeezes me like she was made for this, made for me. The table rocks beneath us.
"Look at me," I command, needing to see her eyes as I claim her. I need to see that she’s with me on this.
Olivia's gaze locks with mine, her eyes filled with desire. The sight of her flushed, breathless, and completely undone pushes me closer to the edge.
"I've thought about this," I confess against her lips. "Fucking you until you can't remember why you're chasing me."
She moans, her nails raking down my back. "Don't stop."
I increase my pace, feeling her body tighten around me. She's close. So am I.
"Come for me, Olivia," I growl, circling my thumb against her clit.
“Dom!” Her release hits hard. Her muscles grip my cock hard. The sight of her coming apart destroys what little control I have left.
“Fuck yes…” My own orgasm tears through me like a fucking freight train. I bury myself deep inside her, emptying completely as pleasure pulses through every nerve ending in my body.
