“Babe, can’t you tell, I can’t seem to keep them to myself.”And he ran his hands all over her, just for good measure.
All too soon, the shower had heated up, only this time he gave her the soap, and it was her turn to put her hands to good use in getting him cleaned up.
The sex was supposed to put his desires aside.Only, her hands were not helping.It didn’t seem to matter that only moments ago, he had come deep inside her.His cock had other ideas.It was thickening with every passing second, every touch, and by the time he had finished lathering her body, there was no way he was getting out of the shower.
His cock was already raring to go for round two.He pressed her up against the shower stall, lifting her leg over his hip.This time, he didn’t prepare her.She would already be wet from her own arousal as well as the load of cum he had already dripped into her, moments before.He wrapped his fingers around his length, put the tip to her core, and then started to slide inside her.Inch by inch, he watched it for as long as he could, then he grabbed her ass, lifting her into place, and started to rock back and forth within her.
The moans she slipped were sweet music to his ears.He would gladly make a fucking masterpiece out of hearing her pleasure.She drove him wild, and he didn’t want to stop.
“You’re incredible,” he said.
“Please.”
He knew what she needed, and he reached between and began to work his finger against her clit, feeling the answering pulse around his cock.He knew when she was close and he didn’t hold back.This time, he sent her straight over the edge, and he joined her, coming together as they pulsed around and within each other.
At this rate, it wouldn’t be long before he had gotten Adelina pregnant.And he didn’t mind that at all.
****
“What the ever-lovingfuck is that?”Massimo asked.
Adelina looked at her husband, who was gazing down at her dress.It was a kimono-style dress.Her mother made her wear either long-sleeved ones or short-sleeved ones.She had gone through all the clothes that had been packed for her, and nothing was suitable for a hot Italian summer day.
These were the clothes she owned, and her parents hadn’t wanted to spend any more money on her than they had to.She did believe at one point they had said she wasn’t worth the additional expense, which of course had hurt, but it was the kind of bluntness she was used to.Her parents decided when she was young that she was nothing more than a waste of space and a burden to them.
“It’s a dress.”
“It’s fucking ugly.”He shook his head, and then he was already heading upstairs, and Adelina didn’t need to ask where he was going.She followed as there was no other choice.
She didn’t say a word as she entered the bedroom and found all of her carefully hung-up clothes tossed onto the floor.“Hey, I sorted through all of them.”She wasn’t going to say anything, but now he had ruined what she had done.
“What the fuck are all these?”he asked.
“They’re my clothes.”
“They’re ugly as fuck.”
She was not going to be upset by his assessment.They were ugly clothes, but they were the ones her mother had purchased for her.
He stepped out of the wardrobe and shook his head.“Nope, that confirms it.We’re not going to the beach.”
“Where are we going?”
“Shopping.”
She groaned.“We don’t need to do that.Can’t we just order some stuff online?”
“And I have to put up with that shit you’re wearing?No.”He grabbed her hand.“Come on.”
There was no time to argue with him as he marched her out of the house and straight to the car.He had soldiers with him stationed around his villa.She was used to seeing men with guns.They were always there back home, even with her own family, although not as many, and certainly not as skilled as those working for Massimo.
Within minutes they were in the car, and he was pulling out of his private driveway.All Adelina could do was look out the window and marvel at the beauty before her.The countryside was stunning, but they didn’t stay there for long.
They entered one of the cities, and she wasn’t exactly sure where they were, but Massimo seemed to know where he was going.
He found a large luxurious-looking boutique, along with a car parking space.It seemed so strange with how easy he was able to find one.She looked at him, and then frowned as he stepped out of the car.He rounded the car and she wanted to groan at him that she hated clothes shopping.Her mother always made it feel like an ordeal.
Massimo was not taking no for an answer.The moment they stepped into the boutique, Adelina knew this was wealth.There were a few customers, and she was pretty sure they were having the same reaction Massimo had to her dress.
