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There was no fighting him. Not like this.

His fingers tightened around the back of my neck again, pulling me up as he slammed home, the tip of his cock pounding into me even faster than before.

“Take it,” he commanded, and just like that, I felt his cock erupting within me, the sensation of his seed filling me up sending me flying off the edge of a cliff.

My release crashed over me, washing me away like the tide pulling out to sea. Bliss more exquisite than I had ever known twisted with sheer agony, and I no longer knew up from down or left from right.

My vision fractured and pleasurable agony like never before ripped through me, the threads of my reality tearing into one terribly incredible sensation that refused to let me go.

I lost count of the orgasms, and then suddenly, the world went silent.

No sound.

Nothing.

I was floating, tingling sensations swirling through my body like snow in the wind.

Then he took me by the hair and turned my face to meet his, his cock and his seed still inside of me as his lips met mine in a gentle kiss.

The gesture was sweet, and a tenderness welled within me as he kissed me. Then he pulled away, and my whole body shivered.

He looked at me for a moment, the water washing over us, and I wondered what he saw.

“So fucking beautiful,” he murmured, and I would have blushed if I wasn’t so exhausted. Carefully, he pulled free from me and wrapped an arm around my waist. He took a loofah and pumped a bit of soap into it before he gently started to wash my body. The gesture was so tender and caring, and I wasn’t sure how to process it.

In silence, I just stood there and enjoyed his soft touches as he washed every inch of me.

Once he finished, he took the detachable showerhead and rinsed me off before lathering up and washing himself. When we were both clean, he reached around me and shut the water off, the room filled with the sound of dripping.

Then he stepped out, wrapping a towel around his waist, and reached for a thick robe.

He wrapped it around me, and I slipped my arms into the sleeves. It was warm and comfortable and smelled like him.

“You came inside me,” I blushed, still processing what just happened, and he leveled me with a knowing look, all while keeping a steadying arm around my waist.

“I saw your birth control pills on your bathroom counter when I broke down your door,” he said softly.

“Oh,” I answered, swaying on wobbly legs. My insides clenched at his perceptiveness, and I chewed on the inside of my cheek, my clit throbbing hard. I didn’t want to find that sexy, but a deep part of me couldn’t deny that I did.

“Come. Let’s get you dried off and ready for bed.”

He took my hand and led me back to the bedroom, and I was struck again by the beauty of the space. It was like something out of a dream, the rich decor and elegant furniture fitting in perfectly with the opulence of the rest of the estate.

“Now,la mia bambina,which bed do you want to sleep in tonight? Mine or yours?”

I didn’t even have to think about it, because the answer fell off my tongue before I knew I had even spoken.

“Yours.”

CHAPTER 9

Massimo

Iwoke up to the morning sunlight streaming through the large windows of my bedroom. My eyes slowly opened, adjusting to the light, and I glanced down to see Sofia nestled against me. Her breathing was soft and steady, her dark lashes fanned out against her cheeks, and her lips parted slightly in sleep.

She was perfect.

The realization hit me like a punch to the gut. Her defiance, her vulnerability, the way she challenged me—it all drew me in, making me want to protect her, possess her, and claim her as mine.

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