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He gripped the material of my dress—near the slit—and ripped it before yanking my panties down my legs.
I let out a faint gasp and his lips traveled up my jaw as he sucked my skin. My hand held the back of his head as my free hand fell back against the island. “No, Antonio.” I protested, but made no effort to stop. “We shouldn’t…” I trailed off, running my fingers through his hair. Yes, we should.
He worked his belt before slipping his hand to my lower back and pulling me toward the edge.
He lifted his head and when I looked down he placed his palm over my mouth before lining his tip to my entrance and thrusting inside me.
My eyes squeezed shut as I groaned into his palm, the sting shooting up my spine.
With a firm grip over my mouth he turned my head, burying his face in the crease of my neck as he thrust deeper.
My head lolled back as my legs wrapped around his hips, pulling him closer.
“Fuck,” he whimpered when my muscles tightened around him. I knew Antonio, and that meant that I could feel that he was holding back.
His hand wrapped around my nape as his lips smashed to mine and I moaned into his mouth. “Harder,” I sighed between kisses, lifting my hand to squeeze his bicep.
A deep groan vibrated in his chest as his hand held the front of my throat. He pushed me down and immediately lowered that same hand to cup and squeeze my breast.
With his free hand holding my hip down he pulled out then slammed into me, pulling a deep moan from my throat.
Dragging his hand down my stomach he slipped it between my thighs, teasing my clit and my back arched off the cold countertop.
Antonio knew my body better than anyone, so when I felt my orgasm approaching rapidly, I fought back, not ready to have this end yet. “Antonio.” His name escaped in a soft whine.
When I peeled my eyes open, soft green eyes were gazing down at me, taking in the sight of me at his mercy.
Green eyes that I’d missed. That I needed to see again. That…
He applied pressure to my clit and I squirmed, fighting my body’s natural urge to submit to him. To let him take control.
I shook my head, and in a lustful haze he nodded. “Let go for me, tesoro.”
My bottom lip curled between my teeth as I laid my head back, allowing my orgasm to pulse through my body. My skin buzzed with warmth and shortly after his come shot inside of me.
He whimpered, fingers digging into my skin and with a heaving chest I looked up to see his head hanging low.
I smiled, reaching up to run my fingers through his hair.
Gently, I gripped his roots and tugged his head back so he’d look at me. “Give me a kiss,” I murmured.
With a light grin he pulled me up and held the sides of my neck with both hands before placing a chaste kiss to my lips.
I basked in the moment, taking a second to piece together what just happened.
Before my mind could wonder and my thoughts could take over, he pulled me off the edge and carried me upstairs without pulling out of me.
“Antonio!” I whisper-yelled, looking down.
“Why are you whispering?” He asked, taking the stairs and I glanced around. Right. We were alone.
We entered his bedroom shortly after and he was on top of me again, his mouth feasting on mine. It was going to be a long, eventful night.
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When my eyes fluttered open I was in a dimly lit room on… Antonio’s bed. I was laying in his arms with my head on his chest.
Before I could move I felt him place soft kisses to the back of my hand, knuckles and fingers.
