Page 37 of Anastasia

“Call me that again,” he dared.

I narrowed my eyes at him. My brain told me not to, but my lust was begging me to say it.

“Mr. Romano.” I smirked. My smirk didn’t last long because he spun me around and pressed me into the wall. I could feel his hard-on present on my bottom. His hand grabbed a hold of my neck, where he pushed my upper half against his chest.

Valentino’s teeth came down and bit my earlobe before going lower to my neck, leaving to the frenzy of butterflies in my stomach. The hand that was around my waist had moved up to my bra, pushing past it.

“How about I fuck you so hard you would have no choice but to stop forgetting my name, Anastasia?” he whispered into my ear, leaving a chill to run down my spine.

His hand reached over to where he ripped the thin mesh bra. A gasp climbed out of me when his hand quickly went to massage my breast.

“Tell me, how many men have you slept with?” he asked.

His lips found my neck, and he began to kiss my skin. I knew that the moment he found out I never had sex with anyone, he wouldn’t want me in the same way. I was sure that most of the women he slept with were experienced.

“No one,” I whispered truthfully, but with shame.

He pulled his head away from my neck before turning me around to face him. I was too scared to know what was going through his head. There was an emptiness in his eyes, leaving nothing for my mind to comprehend.

“Lay down,” he ordered.

I didn’t bother to disobey him as I laid down on his bed. My eyes never left his as he took off his suit jacket and began to unbutton his shirt before throwing that off as well.

“Valentino,” I began. He didn’t hear a word coming from my mouth, instead, he latched onto my neck. I could feel his lips depositing kisses everywhere. His warm skin felt so great against mine.

His hands latched onto his slacks, and he pushed them off of his body. Taking a huge gulp of air, I looked down at the only piece of fabric dividing us and it was his underwear. I watched him lean over to grab a condom after he removed his briefs.

He kissed down my body all the way to my pussy, where he pulled my legs apart. His finger gently massaged my walls, leaving me to close my eyes at the intensity.

I moaned while his finger worked my insides. Then, he continued to kiss down to the dip between my legs, where he kissed my clit. When he pulled out his fingers, his tongue entered me. My eyes shut as my back arched against the intrusion. A shudder ran through my body at the feel of his tongue stroking my clit. He was sucking, nibbling, biting, and I was enjoying every sensation.

As he tongued me, he made sure to use his finger to pump in and out of me. My body was convulsing on his tongue and finger, but when it dove so deep between my walls, I lost it. I quickly came on his tongue. He smirked against my clit before kissing back up my body. It wasn’t until he was at my jaw that his arm wrapped around my waist, where he pinned me in place.

“You ready for me, baby?” he asked huskily. The head of his shaft was toying with my clit. I could feel my lower region throbbing for him as I nodded my head.

The feel of his hand running down my thigh didn’t go unnoticed when he hooked it around his waist. Carefully, he pushed into my body. He made sure to take his time, cherishing me by entering with only a few inches.

Every time he pushed in a little more of himself, I grimaced in pain. The feel of my body expanding to compensate for his size was what hurt the most. It seemed to go like that for a while until he was completely inside of me.

His eyes stared into my own as he began to pump his full girth into my patient body. It hurt, but the more he worked himself inside of me, the less pain I felt.

Soon, I was moaning in pleasure. He seemed to take my moans as encouragement because he began to move faster and harder into my body. I didn’t even know it was possible to move that fast. My walls were massaging his shaft as he entered me, hitting my g-spot every time.

My eyes found his, only to see he was looking at me intensely before his gaze fell down to my lips. I leaned up and kissed him deeply as he continued to thrust madly into me.

“Valentino,” I moaned as I broke the kiss.

His lips roamed down to my breast, where he pulled the bud in between his teeth before circling his tongue around my nipple. Biting down onto my lip, I grabbed onto his hair and let out a screech as he found a spot so deep within me that my leg almost shook.

“You feel so tight,” he groaned.

Every time he was inside of me, my core would squeeze around him until he pulled out, and then would do the same once he returned. After a while, I felt my body on the edge of coming.

“Oh, I’m close,” I told him.

My body quickly convulsed around him until I came right on top of his cock. After a few more strokes, he began to slow down until he pulled out of me and removed his condom.

“That was so good,” I stated.

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