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“Your wish is my command.” He struggled to talk as he plunged in and out of me with so much force that it left my entire body reeling. “Fuck, baby.”

“Fuck!” My body bucked upward as the orgasm tore through me like a tidal wave. My vision blurred with white streaks coming into my eyes as my orgasm ripped through my entire body. I had never felt so alive in my entire life.

My walls squeezed him and grabbed him so we both fell over the edge together. He let out the most monstrous roar that bounced off the walls of my room.

Fuck.

I loved hearing him come undone underneath me the way that he did. I loved the fact that I was able to get him to that point. The man was always so controlled and precise about the things that he did, I loved seeing him unravel.

Valerio pulled out of me and plopped himself beside me. But instead of pulling away and making a swift getaway like I had expected, he pulled me to his body and sighed in content. I felt his body mold itself into the mattress as he relaxed.

I lifted my head from his chest, my core still reeling from the assaults he had performed on my pussy. “What are you doing?”

His eyes locked in with mine. “A man needs to recuperate before he goes again,cielo. Did you expect me to be some kind of machine? I am normally the kind of man who can fuck until his dick falls off, but you wore me out,cielo. I need to rest.”

I huffed in amusement. “Are you serious?”

“Did you really think I would only have you once, Anastasia? The night is young, and my hunger for you hasn't quelled yet.”

His words should have scared me. They should have run loud alarm bells in my head, but instead, they warmed the coldest and most vulnerable parts of my soul.

This was bad. This was really,reallybad. But for some reason, I could not bring myself to care. All I could think about was the fact that I wanted him again. My pussy was still throbbing and a little sore from our first round, but I was sure that, with some rest, I would be able to find the strength to go again.

I was in trouble. The line that I had told myself we could not cross had been crossed, and now there was no going back. I knew that the regret would flood in tomorrow, but for some reason I just couldn’t bring myself to care. All I wanted to focus on at this moment was him and me. The rest of the world could wait until morning, but for now, I just wanted to live in him, in this moment, in us.

But once that sun came up tomorrow morning, there would be a whole new mess I would need to address. I only hoped that in the end, we would both be able to walk away with as little damage as possible.

I already knew that that was a lost hope. What followed after this could only be described as pure and utter destruction.

Chapter Fifteen

Anastasia

Istirred from my slumber. My body could feel the effects of the night before heavily in my core.

The corner of my lips tilted upward into a small smile. It had been reckless and foolish for me to sleep with him, but it had also been so exhilarating. I had never felt more alive than I did in that moment.

I felt free, alive and beautiful.

I had only ever slept with one other man in my life, and it had only been a few times. It had meant nothing but an act of rebellion. But with Valerio, it all felt like so much more.Hefelt like more, and that scared me.

I had promised myself that it would only be once. It needed to be. I couldn’t risk this being a repeated offense.

I stretched my arm out expecting to feel the cold sheets, but then I felt the warmth of his body.

What?

I peeled my eyes open and came face to face with the man that had taken me to heaven and back the night before. Hisocean blue eyes pierced into my gaze with a sharp precision that left my body rattling.

“Morning.” His morning voice was just as attractive as I thought it would be. It was rough and laden with that after sex bass.

Was I crazy? Possibly. But sue me, the man was the closest thing to a Greek God that I had ever seen in my life.

“You’re still here?” It came out more like a question than a statement. I had expected him to have snuck away in the middle of the night. I didn’t think that he would actually sleep with me.

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I mean…” Wasn’t that what sex buddies did? They would screw around and then, before the morning came, one of them would sneak out so no one would notice?

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