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“Santino,” she sighs, the sound a direct shot to my chest, all breathy and satisfied.

“Mia,” I murmur against her lips between kisses.

I pull her knees up beside my hips and align myself at her entrance, using all my willpower not to thrust forward and be inside her in an instant.

She tenses just the slightest. “Don’t worry,farfalla, I told you I’ll go slow.”

Chapter 22

Mia

I’m about to lose my virginity.

I’m about to lose my virginity to my husband.

My husband who arranged our marriage so he could have me.

I couldn’t care less about that. I don’t care how we got to this moment, because this moment is everything, and I one hundred percent am glad it’s Santino I’m doing this with.

“Wait,” I say in a panic, and his eyes flash with what I think is pain. “Condom,” is all I manage to get out, and the pain turns to understanding.

“Sorry, baby, I got lost in you.” He reaches into the drawer of his nightstand and pulls one out. Sitting back on his heels, he rips the packet open, and I watch him roll it down his impressive length. He looks even bigger than before.

How…

How is he going to fit inside me?

“If you keep looking at my dick like that, Mia, this isn’t going to go the way I want it to.”

I bite my lip and raise my eyes to his. “Sorry.”

He groans and runs his hand through his hair. “Don’t be, baby. You looking at me like that is the greatest fucking thing. I love it.”

I reach for his hands and pull him back down for a kiss. I can still taste myself on his lips and tongue and it’s oddly erotic.

“Make love to me now, Santino,” I whisper against his lips, feeling him at my entrance again.

He made me come twice already, but my body needs more. I need more. I want to feel him inside me, stretching me, filling me, and reaching that deep ache that he hasn’t yet.

“Your wish is my command, my bride.”

Santino keeps his eyes on mine, looking so intensely, it’s like he’s trying to reach my soul as the fat tip of his cock presses into me.

I’m already beyond wet, so he slips in easily, but I tense up, the intensity of his size already making me panic.

“Relax, Mia. It’ll only hurt for a moment, and then I promise it’ll feel good. So fucking good, baby. Do you trust me?”

He searches my eyes for the truth, and I let him see that I do. “I trust you.”

“Then breathe for me,farfalla. I’m going to push in a little more and it’ll hurt less if you relax and breathe.”

I nod my head, but I don’t know how I can possibly follow any sort of directions right now.

He reaches between us and rubs my clit, instantly making me feel fire lick across every inch of my body, and I automatically lift my hips to take him inside me just a little bit more.

Ohhh.

My breathing becomes erratic and my eyes widen as I feel him stretching me painfully.

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