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My cock vibrates in her pussy, drawing a dangerous glint from my eyes. My hand spanks lightly on her ass, the shock causing her to shiver, but she doesn’t object.

I pull out of her swollen pussy, remove the butt plug, and then thrust into her anus−this hole is just as deliciously tight as her front one. It takes everything in me to keep myself from cumming.

Another spank lands on her ass, then another, while I’m simultaneously thrusting into her anus. In a frenzied movement, I retreat from her ass, rip apart a condom pack from the trunk, slide it on and, without wasting another moment, hammer my cock back into her dripping pussy.

As she reaches her climax, her walls tighten around me and I feel my balls clenching and my orgasm erupting, as I’m fondling her breasts for support.

“I’ll give this a nine,” she says with a grin on her face, breathing even harder than myself.

I smirk as I reach for the nipple clamps and the rest of the apparatus attached to her and undo them, thinking to myself how proud I am of her; she endured−enjoyed−everything I did to her and didn’t even use the safe word.

“Oh, you’re yet to see the ten, Princess. That’s a promise!”

Chapter twenty-eight

Aria

An unfamiliar tune dances around in my mind, playing on my lips like a well-composed melody.

Every cell in my body seems alive, still sore and tingling from the arousing spanks Elio’s hands and weird instruments unleashed on my body.

The experience was the exact definition of pleasurable pain. I never imagined I could reach that height of pleasure by being punished that intensely.

The mere thought of his hands rubbing my breasts, comforting the soreness inflicted by the clamps, pucker my nipples, making my breasts hungry for him again.

The black dress I’ve selected to wear to work today is sprawled out on the bed, and as I pick it up to slide my frame in, a muffled voice catches my attention.

A smile automatically grips my reddening face. The sound of his voice alone drives shivers over my spine. He promised to put a quick sandwich together for us since I have to leave this early to get to work on time.

It was my idea to continue staying at the honeymoon suite for an extra week after our honeymoon was over. I love the beautiful solitude in this part of the city, and I know I will miss it dearly once we leave.

My feet pad softly towards the bedroom door, pushing it open with a light squeak as I place my bare feet in gentle steps to trace the source of the voice.

He’s on the phone, and his voice sounds like he’s grumbling about something.

“Yes. Take out every single ammunition we have. Don’t underestimate them. It’s better to be over-prepared than to be outsmarted by those fleas…Yes, Cortez. I’ll make the call when I get back tomorrow.”

A sly curve seizes my lips as his shirtless torso gleans with beads of perspiration. His muscles ripple, contrasting with the scars mapping his back.God! This man is a work of art.

He turns around just as I step into the kitchen, drops the phone from his ear, and opens his arms wide for a large embrace. His arms close over my small frame as he says, “You’re all set,” and runs his eyes from my well-smoothened hair to my black pumps.

“Yeah. It’s work o’clock.”

His arms unwrap themselves to grab one of the sandwiches and hold it up to my lips.

“Don’t work too hard,” he murmurs, wiping crumbs off my lips with his thumb. His breath fans my cheeks, arousing color in them, and for a fleeting second, I feel like calling in sick. “Off you go now.”

I stand on my tiptoes so my lips touch his lightly. “Have a great day, Elio.” A silly giggle seizes me as I hurry back to the bedroom to grab my handbag. The thought of pestering him to stay at the suite for yet a third week crosses my mind, but I shake my head at the thought.

I’m the reason he hasn’t returned to assume his duties in the family, and even when I know he’d do anything for me right now, I don’t want him to think I’m taking advantage of him.

For now, I’ll just take it one step at a time.

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“Aria! Thank God you’re here.”

Friedrich. His voice is unmistakable even amidst a crowd.

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