Page 58 of Wild Ace

“Anything you want to do, I can handle.”

“Cazzo, piccola, mi ucciderai.” The Italian words spilling from his lips has me wanting to ask what he just said, but I don’t get the chance. Vinny thrusts forward, burying himself inside me in one push.

I can’t breathe.

I can’t scream.

I can’t do anything but feel my body burning and splitting in two.

It’s painful at first, but that quickly morphs into a blazing pleasure that blooms out to every fiber of my body.

“So tight, baby. You’re strangling me. Fuck.”

Vinny stills in me for a moment and then he pulls out slowly, the drag out making me feel every inch of him.

The moan that leaves me is deep and throaty, and I grip the comforter on either side of me, trying to ground myself.

“You feel so good, baby.” He spreads me wider and thrusts back inside. “So fucking good.”

Vinny turns wild and fucks me hard and fast.

He has me pinned where he wants me and it’s so good, but I need more.

I need…

I don’t know what I need, but I need more.

Vinny takes my ankles and brings them up to his shoulders so my legs are pressed to his chest.

I cry out at the change of positions.

He feels bigger this way. He reaches deeper.

“Fuck. You’re even tighter like this.” Vinny picks up the pace, each thrust hitting the knot deep inside me I’ve had twisting up since meeting him.

I cry out with each hit to it, and the slapping of our bodies coming together is erotic and dirty.

“Oh, fuck, yes,” he hisses. “Yes, baby. Play with your tits for me.”

I palm my breasts, squeezing and pushing them up towards my chin.

“Pinch your nipples like I would,” he instructs, and I roll them between my fingers, screaming out when a bolt of lightning strikes through me from my nipples to my clit and back. “Do it again, baby,” he groans. “Squeeze me in that tight pussy of yours like you want me in there forever.”

I do it again, and again, and Vinny growls like a feral animal, driving into me even harder.

My inner muscles start to flutter and I squeeze my nipples harder. “Vinny,” I moan, and he smiles manically down at me.

“Yeah, baby?”

“I’m so close.”

“I know,” he says confidently. “You just need…” Vinny doesn’t finish his sentence. Instead, he takes me behind my knees again and pushes them back to my chest and to the sides, and then presses down on my clit.

My vision blurs and my ears ring with my scream as my body explodes. I’m on fire and weightless, but I still feel Vinny slam into me one last time, splitting me open and releasing a guttural groan that brings my hearing back.

Wave after wave of pleasure flows over and through me, and my weightlessness turns heavy as I’m pulled under a current that doesn’t want me to surface.

Chapter 18

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