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Everything about her had me burning for more. I never dreamed I could want anyone like I wanted her. Antonia gasped, and her back arched off the bed as I pressed the flat of my tongue against her clit. I loved seeing her come apart, knowing that I was in complete control as I watched her body respond to my touch. I wanted to make her come undone, to hear all her little gasps and whimpers again and again as I pushed her to the edge of her release.

“W-Wes,” she stammered and threaded her fingers into my hair, guiding me as her knees widened. With the sounds of her moans echoing through the room, I eased my fingers deep inside her and searched for the spot that would drive her wild. When I found it, I covered her with my mouth, teasing her until her body started to tremble beneath me. Antonia’s hands dropped to her sides and clutched at the sheets, tugging them tightly as her orgasm surged through her body like a bolt of lightning. Gasping for air, I could hear her mumble, “Yes, God, yes.”

She was still lost in the haze of her release when I stood up and removed my jeans and boxers. I quickly pulled on a condom, then lowered my body on top of hers. Eager for more, she spread her thighs and wrapped both legs around my waist, pulling me close and grinding her hips against mine. I raked my throbbing erection against her, and as soon as I felt the warmth of her center, I whispered, “Are you ready for more?”

“Yes,” was the only word she could muster.

I knew right then that I’d never get tired of hearing that breathy, desirous tone in her voice. She pressed her lips to mine in a possessive, demanding kiss, and using her legs to pull me forward, I felt her tremble beneath me as I slid deep inside her, giving her every aching inch of my cock. Fuck, she was so tight, so warm and wet, engulfing me in pure splendor. After pausing for several breaths, I started moving, slowly rocking against her.

I watched as Antonia writhed beneath me, her neck and chest flushed pink with desire, and her eyes clenched shut. I lowered my mouth to hers, kissing her deep and rough before I started to increase my pace. Each thrust, hard and demanding, brought us closer, and she moaned with pleasure when I hit the spot that drove her wild.

Antonia didn’t hold back. She met my every move, taking everything I had to give. Her nails dug into my lower back as she lifted her hips, trying to force me deeper. The sound of my skinpounding against hers echoed throughout the room, urging me on as I gave her all I had. She started to tighten around me, and I knew she was getting close. I could feel the pressure building, forcing a growl from my chest. I began pounding harder, and her head reared back as she cried, “Don’t stop!”

Unable to stop the inevitable torment of her impending climax, the muscles in her body grew taut as her thighs clamped around my hips. She held her breath for several moments until her body began to quiver, and a rush of air escaped from her lungs.

I could feel my release quickly approaching and tried to resist it, hoping to prolong the moment. But it was a losing battle. She felt too damn good. I simply couldn’t resist. With one last deep-seated thrust, I buried my cock inside her, and my orgasm finally took hold.

After several deep breaths, I lowered myself down on the bed next to her. I rested there briefly, then rolled onto my back, slid off the condom, and tossed it in the wastebasket. As soon as I was settled, Toni inched over and nestled in the crook of my arm. “Thank you. That’s just what I needed.”

“You don’t gotta thank me, babe.” I ran my fingers through her hair as I whispered, “I take care of what’s mine.”

“About that...” She looked up at me with love in her eyes as she whispered, “I’vealwaysbeen yours, not just since the accident, but since that very first night. There’s been no one else. I’ve just been too stubborn to admit it.”

“Well, there was the situation with our folks. I know how that bothered you.”

“It was more than that.” Emotion filled her eyes as she said, “I didn’t think I was enough, and I’m still not so sure.”

“You’re more than enough, Toni.” I leaned down, and just before I pressed my lips to her, I whispered, “You’re everything.”

I pulled her close, and it wasn’t long before her breathing started to slow. I continued to run my fingers through her hair until she finally drifted off to sleep. My chest tightened as I laid there watching her sleep. She’d given me quite a scare, but she was okay. She was right there next to me, safe and sound, and I was going to do everything in my power to make sure she stayed that way.

I was just about to doze off myself when Antonia started to stir. At first, I thought it was nothing, but then, her entire body tensed, and she started to whimper. I felt her tremble as she muttered, "No... no... Nooo.”

“Toni?”

“No!” She jolted awake, and her eyes wide and filled with tears as she gasped, “Oh, God.”

"Hey,” I whispered, holding her tighter. “You’re okay. You’re safe.”

“I really did it.” Tears filled her eyes. “I killed him.”

“Yeah, but only because you had to. He would’ve...”

“It doesn’t matter.” She cut me off. "I still killed him. I did it. I put that blade to his throat, and...”

“Toni, stop. I know it was bad, and I would give anything to change what happened. But you got out of there and thank God you did.”

She buried her face in my chest as she continued to cry. I hated seeing her so broken. It made me want to lash out and kill Vittorio all over again. I had to find a way to give her some sort of comfort, so I told her, “There’s something my father told me a long time ago that’s always stuck with me, and there’s a lot of truth behind it.”

Antonia lifted her head and looked at me as I told her, “You can’t always control what’s happening around you, but you can control how you respond to it. That’s where your power is.” I pulled her close and kissed her on the forehead. “You face yourhell. Face it head-on and walk right through it. And be proud of the person who comes out on the other side.”

“I did that.”

Tears streamed down her beautiful face as I whispered, “You sure did. It may not have played out the way you wished it would, but you got out of there. You survived, and in time, you’ll see that you’re stronger for it.”

“I hope you’re right.”

“I am. You’ll see.”

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