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“Your existence has forged me into an unparalleled version of myself.”

She grins and strokes my cock some more. “That’s the most flattering thing you have ever said to me.” Her lips collide into mine for a ravishing kiss. Lifting her hips up, she sinks down on me.

Chapter fifty-four

Alessia

Waking up in Italy with a nipple being sucked on and my pussy being fondled is what dreams are made of.

“Mmm, Massimo.” My fingers find their way into his hair. He’s kept it long, knowing how sexy I find it. My eyes stay shut as he thrusts one finger up inside me and my back bows with a moan.

I’m so close to an orgasm when my eyes pop open to the loss of his fingers inside me. He replaces it with his cock and I replace my disdained look with a smile as he starts fucking me. The weight on his body pinning me down against the mattress. His hips moving forward in sharp thrusts.

“Wake me up like this every single morning,” I whisper.

“I’ll hold you to that,amore mio.” He clamps his teeth down on my earlobe.

He fucks me until I’m crying out his name and then he abruptly pulls out to come all over me, but I want it elsewhere. “In my mouth,” I pant.

He doesn’t waste any time as he straddles my upper body and strokes his cock. Picking my head up I take his cock in my mouthand suck hard. His hand slaps against the wall and lets out an animalistic groan.

His cum is warm and thick and also smooth as it shoots into my mouth, filling it up. His hand comes under my jaw to squeeze and I know not to swallow. He pulls out slowly and I leave my mouth open for him to admire his dirty work.

Pinching my chin, he smiles a little. “Swallow,gattina.”

I do as he says and gulp it down. Then my tongue darts out to lick my lips making sure I get every single smooth drop. His body collapses down onto mine and I wrap my entire self around him.

“What did you put in my water, Massimo?” I rub myself against him feeling like I want him all over again. “How do I still want more?” We had sex so many times yesterday, and last night, we had to set some records. It’s been like that ever since we came back from Russia, but this is more. I feel like I’m in heat.

His body vibrates against mine as he chuckles. “Breakfast, then tour.” He kisses my cheek and goes to get up, but I’m feeling clingier than ever right now. His chuckle when I refuse to let go of him does nothing to extinguish my desire.

Scooping me up with him, he brings us to the bathroom where we shower and wash up for the day. We keep our hands mostly to ourselves as we get dressed and finally leave the room.

Now that I’m not attacking my husband, I can actually take in the place. It’s all traditional Italian style, with the archways and out-of-date décor and structure, but it’s beautiful and all-around perfect. “I love it so far,” I tell him with a beamish grin.

“I’m glad.” He smiles back at me.

I hear voices up ahead, and we find his family all clustered there. “Hey!” Sarita is the first to greet us and they all fall in line to do the same.

Between Sarita and Ezzo, I link arms with them and we begin walking through the estate. I turn my head over my shoulder to find Massimo smiling back at me and I blow him a kiss before turning back forward.

The estate is even bigger than theirs back home. It is, after all, a castle on a vineyard. Everything is more beautiful than the next and I just cannot believe that Massimo had bought this for me as a wedding gift almost four years ago. I accused him of sneaking off to have an affair when he was really in Italy buying me a fucking castle. He could’ve just told me he was doing something special for a wedding gift instead of being evasive. He talks about how I provoke him, but he definitely does the same in return.

After we’re done with the tour, we walk through the courtyard, where the entire structure is built to make a circle around it, and we head to the back of the property, where the pool and gardens overlook the vineyards.

“Why the hell didn’t we get married here?” I turn back to Massimo.

“Because the wedding was yours to plan, and I wanted to leave this for a surprise,” he says with his head tilted down and his hands in his pockets. For once, he isn’t wearing his power suit; he’s wearing dark-washed jeans that fit him well and a plain black T-shirt. He looks just as sexy and just as threatening.

I notice Vita is missing, but I don’t comment on it as I turn back to what lies ahead of me. The fantastic view and my in-laws. “Well, someone should use it for a wedding venue.” I look at Sarita, and her eyes drop from my gaze. I turn to Ezzo then. “What do you think? Would this be good enough for your Italian princess?”

He laughs and shakes his head. “I would hope so.”

Celia comes to stand next to me. “You have brought such joy to us,piccolina,” she says quietly.

Me? Bringing joy to people?She must be crazier than me. I don’t bring joy. I bring chaos and disruption.

“I know you don’t see it, but you have somehow brought us all closer together whether you intended to or not.” She turns and hugs me, and I don’t know what to say. To be given credit where credit is not due, what can I say?

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