He grunts and groans on top of me as I pierce his skin and draw a little blood. His erection is straining against his zipper and digging into my crotch, dampening my panties and causing an instant ache to form in my groin.
“You little vixen,” he says when I pull my mouth free. His lips crush mine as he rotates his hips, pushing his hard-on into my pussy through our clothes.
All logical thought escapes my mind, and I’m reduced to a mass of quivering cells. We attack one another with our lips and our hands until we’re both naked and his fingers are pushing inside me.
“Such a good girl. Always so wet for me.” His voice drips sex, and my cunt hugs his fingers tightly as he thrusts them roughly in and out of me. “Need you now, baby. Over you go.”
I’m flipped onto my stomach with my head in the pillow and my ass in the air. Fiero swipes my slit with his tongue, and a strangled moan leaves me. He is so fucking good at that. Without warning, he slams his cock inside me, and I scream.
“Shush, quiet, kitten. We don’t want Ana to think I’m murdering you and come rushing into the room.”
“Oh god,” I whimper as he pounds into me with savage force.
“You undo me, kitten. I won’t ever get enough.” He grips my hips as he ruts into me over and over and I’m quickly climbing that high. Covering me with his body, he grabs my face to the side and kisses me passionately before dropping a line of hot kisses along my spine. He rubs my clit with two fingers, and my inner walls suck him in. “Are you close, baby?”
“Yes,” I pant, rocking back against him as he plunders my pussy.
He lifts my ass a little higher, hitting a different spot inside me, and Ilose the ability to speak, to think, to hear. Blood rushes through my body, pooling in my core, and I’m moaning and crying and pleading as he rubs my clit faster and harder and fucks me deeper, deeper, deeper. The instant his slick finger breaches my ass, I detonate, my body shattering under the intensity of the most blissful orgasm.
Fiero roars his release, continuing to pump into me. As I feel his hot seed lodge deep inside me, a loud sob rips from my mouth unbidden, along with a silent wish that I didn’t have an IUD and he just impregnated me.
I’m shocked by my thoughts and barely aware he’s pulled out and is now cradling me in his arms as tears pump out of my eyes and down my face.
What is this man doing to me?I feel like I’m losing my sanity again, and I can’t go back to that place.
“What’s wrong?”
I clutch at his sweat-slickened skin, hating feeling so vulnerable and helpless. I shake my head, forcing myself to calm down.
“Valentina, please.” His voice is deliberately soft, coaxing me with his dulcet tone and his comforting touch running up and down my back. “Don’t shut me out. Tell me what’s troubling you?” His fingers grip my chin, forcing my gaze to his. “Did I do this? Did I hurt you?”
“No. Sex with you is incredible, but it’s making me too emotional.”
“I’m feeling the same things.”
His adoring gaze melts me, and in this moment, I never want to let him go. Snuggling into his body, I feel safe and secure and…loved. His fingers brush my hair back off my face.
“Tell me what you’re thinking?”
“I want a baby,” I blurt, instantly horrified it just spewed from my mouth.
Shell-shocked eyes latch on to mine.
“Oh god. I’m sorry.” I bury my face in his neck. “I shouldn’t have said that.”
“If it’s what you were thinking, I’m glad you said it.” He runs his hand along my hair, and it’s amazingly soothing. “Don’t be afraid to speak your truths to me, kitten. I want to know everything about you.”
“I…” I lift my head and peer deep into his eyes. “When I felt your sperm inside me, I wished I didn’t have an IUD and you’d just knocked me up. How’s that for crazy?”
The most gorgeous smile appears on his face. “Glad it’s not just me.” He dots kisses all over my face. “Why don’t you have any babies, kitten?”
My heart falters, and pain spears me all over.
Cupping my face, he stares at me with concerned eyes. “Tell me.”
I wish I could tell him the whole sordid story, but I won’t be able to get out of bed for days if I tell him everything. “I hate my husband, but I’d have let him knock me up if it meant I could have babies to love.” I stare off into space, turning numb as I confess this truth.
Fiero strokes my face, my back, my arms, and my hair, patiently waiting for me to speak.
