Page 22 of Mafia Wedding

Thrust.

Thrust.

And it feels so, so good that I can't keep my hips from shaking as they move up to meet each thrust—-

"Do you want it faster, wife?"

I can't even think of lying at this point, and so all I can do is sob out the truth.

"Yes!"

"And harder?"

"Yes, oh God—-"

"Then say it, wife. Beg me for it."

Just thinking of what he's asking me to say has my cheeks burning, but because my need for him overweighs my embarrassment—-

"P-Please, husband," I choke out. "Please f-fuck me faster and harder w-with your fin—-" My words end up in a gasp as his fingers start plunging in and out of my pussy in a way that makes me feel as if my body has caught fire.

God, it's so, so good—-

So, so good—-

And when I see the way my husband is clenching his teeth as he stares down at me—-

Oh God.

It's as if there's nothing more important for him in this world than making his wife cum, and even though I know it's only because he thinks I'm his property, and it has nothing to do with love—-

I really do know that, but—-

Oh, Stelios!

It's knowing that I'm the only one in his thoughts that drives me over the edge, and I can only cry his name out as I start cumming for the second time...in the span of an hour.

Special

SOMETHING INSIDE OF Stelios started to shift as he watched his wife sleep.

She was a girl of nineteen to a man of his thirties.

Someone who should've felt too young for someone like him.

But she never did.

If anything, Bailey had always acted wiser beyond her years, and more intuitive than a monster like him could ever deserve.

Was this what made Dmitry choose Tahey over a life of vengeance?

Was this why the Devil broke every rule in his book to be with Sheena?

He had always thought that love was too pure and selfless to be possible for someone like him.

But maybe he was wrong.

Maybe all it took for love to be within reach...was for Stelios to find someone like his wife.

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