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“Of course, I fucking love you, I never stopped loving you.” I say angrily, thrusting forward and penetrating deep into her body.

She cries out. Tears are still streaming down her cheeks, spilling from the corners of her eyes.

I thrust again, her body jolts beneath me and I groan with pleasure.

I didn’t lie to her. I love her.

But -

I thrust again, and she punches with her fist into my chest.

“Stop.” She says, her throat tight over her words.

“No.” I growl, fucking her harder.

“Gio - “ I slam into her and she gasps, tilting her head back in pleasure.

The faster I move she less the resists and there is no chance in hell that I can stop now, even if I wanted to.

She wraps her legs tighter around me and her nails dig into my back and my cocks slides in and out of her pussy.

It’s like we were made to be together. Our bodies perfectly aligned, perfectly fitted - nothing has ever felt so incredible, so right.

But so wrong.

A deep groan rumbles through me as my mind taunts me with whispers of how she betrays me - even now, even in my bed. She’s hiding things. Secrets.

I slam my hips forward and shove my cock deep inside her, punishing her with pleasure is all I can do now.

My fingers wrap around her throat and I move faster.

She gasps, her lips parting and her pupils dilating as I hover over her with ominous strength. The muscles of my arms flexing as I move, fucking her with brutal force and watching her enjoy every second of it.

Zina’s tears taste salty when I run my tongue over her cheek.

She moans softly, closing her eyes, her body shaking beneath me.

Her nails are so deep in my skin I’m bleeding.

I close my eyes too - to shut off my thoughts, to block out the conflict swarming through me.

Her pussy tightens over me and begins to pulse.

She goes rigid beneath me, her body tense as wave after wave of her orgasm shoots through her.

I groan with pleasure, thrusting forward one last time and exploding inside her.

I roll off her, not wanting to look into her eyes.

I tug the blankets up over my body and lie on my side facing away from her.

Her hand runs softly over my back. It feels incredible. My eyes close and I try to ignore it.

“I wish I knew how to make you see.” She says softly. “No matter what it took - I would do it - if I could prove to you that I would never betray you. I love you, Giovanni. I love you more than life itself.”

Her soft voice is soothing, and I can’t help but turn towards her.

She’s also lying on her side, and I pull her into my arms, letting our legs tangle as we lie together.

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