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Moving us away from the wall, he carries me over to the vanity and lets me down. Cum drips down my leg from my pussy as I stare up into his face.

One of his strong hands reaches out, catching me behind the neck, finding my lips again. Breaking the kiss, his gaze finds mine, smirking when he sees my lust-filled expression. Next thing I know, he’s spinning me around so that I’m facing the mirror.

“Look at that. How pretty you are with your eyeliner and lipstick smeared across your face. Can you imagine how beautiful you’ll look with your lips wrapped around my cock as I fuck your mouth,Marrone Dolce?”

Biting my lower lip, I answer, “I can see it.” Right before my tongue darts out, wetting my lips. “When will you give me a taste?”

“Later, when I have you down on your knees, acting like my perfect little slut, but only in the bedroom. Outside, you’re a fucking lady and anyone that doesn’t treat you with the same respect will answer to me.”

I’m visibly shaking from what this man is saying to me, but in the best fucking way possible.

You can’t just go around claiming somebody you don’t know. No matter what type of feelings they may invoke inside you.

Feelings aren’t real.

And there’s no way after tonight that I plan on seeing him again.

Even though his dick game is a ten out of ten, I would definitely let him hit it again. I won’t fall for someone so fast.

Men are the last thing on my mind… After tonight.

The fabric of my skirt being pushed aside again catches my attention. The hand coming down on my ass, multiple times, gets me out of my head. “When you’re with me, nothing else matters. Get out of your head,bellissima.”

“I can’t help it.”Smack, smack, smack.

“You’d better or there’s more where that came from.” More? I know I can handle it, but I’m already soaking wet all over again for this man. Right on cue, he bends me over, inching my legs open wide enough for him to slip in between from behind. Pushing down on my lower back, he creates an arch. “You look gorgeous, dripping wet, and ready to take my cock again. Don’t take your eyes off yourself in that mirror, I want you to see what you look like getting railed from behind.” I’m squirming now.

Since he’s taller than me, he re-enters me with ease, causing me to let out a sigh. “Ahh, that feels nice.”

“Nice? No, I want it to hurt.” He growls, pulling all the way out before he slams right back in, making me grip the sink for dear life. “Nice is like vanilla dick. Boring and for boys that don’t know how to please their woman.”

I think I might have pissed him off because his movements become more demanding, allowing him to fill me up in a way I never knew I needed.

“Fuck!” This time, I don’t hold back as I push my ass into him, meeting each one of his thrusts with one of my own.

It’s become clear… He’s trying to rearrange my guts.

My eyes begin to cross and slide closed when he pulls out of me. “Didn’t I tell you to watch yourself in the mirror?” I whimper, shaking my head yes. “Then why aren’t you doing what you’re told?” Because clearly I have a problem following directions, sir.

“I don’t know. Please, put it back in.” I beg. Since when do I beg? Since now, apparently. “Please.”

“Since you begged me like the good girl I knew you’d be,” he says, pushing back inside me, “I’ll give you what you want.”

I’m not sure how long or how little it takes for me to completely shatter around him, but I do.

“Abel.”

Pulling me flush against his chest, while I’m still looking at myself in the mirror, I see his face come into view. “I know,Marrone Dolce. Now, it’s my turn.” True Blood happens to be one of my favorite book series which quickly turned into my favorite tv show when it hit HBO. I had no idea vampire speed sex was a real thing… Until now. Minutes later, he’s growling his release, “Fucking tell me you see how beautiful you are. Sexually sated, flustered to the point you’re glowing. Look at yourself and let me hear you say it.”

Glancing from him to myself in the mirror, I squint, trying to see what he does. My afro has lost some of its puffiness due to him tugging on it like it’s the reins from a horse. My dark cheeks shine red. A bright red telling others how much I’ve been blushing. To say I’m so dark and you can still see it says a lot about what transpired here tonight.

He was right, my lipstick and eyeliner is smeared, giving Harley Quinn vibes.

For the second time today, and in a really long time I see how beautiful I really am. Jake didn’t say it as often as I needed to hear it. I always made excuses as to why he wouldn’t, but in the end, he let me know how he really felt. That’s what led me here, to Abel. “I see it, Abel. I see how beautiful I am, and it’s all because of you.”

Chapter Ten

Abel

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