Page 88 of Sicilian Sunset

“That’s it, princess. Take it all. Take all of me,” Tiero thunders.

I’ve never been so full. He doesn’t give me time to adjust and sets a punishing rhythm, slamming into me over and over again.

“Spread your legs,” he bellows, and my legs obey as if having a mind of their own, opening further to allow him complete access to my body.

He's taking me with so much abandon, all my past encounters seem trivial by comparison.

Tiero’s teeth sink into the side of my neck as he manically drives in and out of me.

This is primal… as if he’s marking his territory.

“Cazzo! You feel amazing!” He breathes out as he speeds up and fucks me harder, holding my hips tight to prevent me from sliding off the table.

I take all of him. What other choice is there?

I’m unable to utter a single word, my mind shutting down conscious processing.

All I can do is feel.

There’s only Tiero. His thick cock rubbing all the right places inside me, his feverish hands on my skin, his groans and moans reverberating in my ears and through my entire body.

I gasp with every thrust, pushed closer and closer to the edge of no return. My cries grow louder, and so do Tiero’s grunts. They’re spurring me on. I’m discovering how much I love a vocal man.

What a turn-on.

He’s rough and wild now, like a man reaching his breaking point.

“Come on my cock,” he demands. “Let me have it. Give it to me… NOW,” he roars.

Tiero pinches my clit, and I come on command. I scream my release onto the open sea, and I’m sure it’s heard miles away.

My walls contract almost violently, squeezing Tiero’s cock as he pulses inside me. He thunders my name as he follows me into the abyss with one last deep, hard thrust.

Shockwaves of pleasure shoot through me, overwhelming sensations that leave me breathless.

Holy shit!

I’ve never come so hard.

‘I’ve never…’ seems to be the theme of today, I muse as I catch my breath.

My body lays limp on top of the table, every inch of my skin pulsing with euphoria. Completely dazed, I couldn’t move a muscle if I tried.

We’re both sticky with sweat, panting and trying to draw in much needed air.

He leans over to kiss me again, softer this time, the urgency gone. It’s slow and deep and thorough.

After what seems like a lifetime, he pulls back, holding my face in his hands, penetrating my eyes.

“You are mine now,” he declares with a tone of finality.

A tremor shakes my body as his eyes pierce me, driving home his point.

My mind is still mush—I can’t think.

It’s just a figure of speech, right?

Before unease can take hold, Tiero caresses my cheeks, his expression softening. “That, princess, was an excellent appetizer. Now let’s get to the main course,” he says, smiling against my lips. “I’m still hungry.”

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