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“No, I didn’t.”
Insecurity snaked through me, dampening the experience. I wasn’t experienced like Santi and others he’d probably had.
“Why not?”
“Because we are not done.” My eyes widened. “Your pussy is ready for another round.”
The sweetest exhaustion still lingered in my bones. He was still inside me and somehow his words set my body aflame.
“Your pussy is clenching around my cock,” he purred with a knowing look. “You like my dirty words.”
He bent his head and took a nipple into his mouth, tugging on it with his teeth. A gasp left my mouth, and my back arched.
“These tits,” he rasped. Then tossed me onto my back, thrusting hard and deep inside me. His hips worked like pistons.
I cried out, my back arching off his bed. I felt full of him, and he was so deep inside me, I could feel him everywhere.
“You will be the death of me, Amore.” He nuzzled my neck, his voice warm and smooth. “I’m addicted to you now.”
He might be addicted to me, but I was addicted to him too. His hand came to my hair, fisting a handful as he started to fuck me. The weight of him became a familiarity. Skin slapping against skin. He fucked me so intensely, I fought to find air.
His thrusts were hard, deep, rough, setting sparks inside of me. His name left my lips in chants, over and over again. My body molded to his, welcoming his every thrust.
“Sofucking tight,” he growled.
His breath against my ear was hot, his voice a deep rasp.
“Sofuckingwet. For me,” he praised.
Thrust.
“Fuck, you take it so good,” he rasped. “Your pussy is heaven.”
Warmth blossomed in my chest with his every word. Heat spread from my clit outward. He pounded hard and deep, his pelvis grinding against mine. Every time with Santi, it was intense and earth-shattering. Heat pulsed in every cell of me, moans leaving my lips.
“Ask me to come inside you,” he rasped, as he pushed deep inside of me. His gaze was dark and possessive. “To fill you with my cum.”
I shivered, my orgasm within reach. He plunged inside me again, pushing a throaty moan out of me. He thrust again and a shudder rippled through me.
“Please,” I breathed out. “Fill me with your cum.”
A rumble of satisfaction came from his chest and the orgasm was immediate and so violent, stars exploded behind my eyelids. His body shuddered above me, his thrusts slow and shallow, as he threw his head back and found his own release, my name on his lips.
This man would stay inside me. Forever.
CHAPTER26
Santino
Amore and I walked towards her private plane, her Uncle Vincent already there along with the pilot. I should have known Amore already had her own plane. Initials in cursive with capital A and B plastered on the side of it.
We didn’t hold hands, but every so often her hand would brush against mine.
“Are you really going to come in June?” Her head tilted, eyes hidden behind her large Gucci sunglasses. I could practically see her whole posture change as we approached her plane.
From a young woman to an heiress.
I started to sense there were a lot of layers to Amore, and I’d peel back all of them. I’d know every single inch of her body and soul.
