Page 57 of His Broken Queen

I guided her off me, and directed her to the edge of the sleigh bed. I got behind her, running my hand down her spine and to her ass.

“It’s my turn.” With a swift motion, I pulled her hips toward me, and entered her. “Fuck!”

“Romero.” She braced herself against the foot of the bed, holding on as I pounded into her.

“Lu!” I yelled. “Baby, this is so good.”

“I love you,” she panted. “So much.”

“I love you.”

No truer words were ever spoken. I didn’t know it was possible to love anyone as much as I loved her. She calmed me, and gave my brutal soul a purpose. Some days I told myself she was my redemption. When we were together, I could forget who I was, and be her husband. The man she wanted me to be. If only I could be him all the time for her. If only I could give her what she really wanted from me.

“Romero…”

I pulled out of her, and flipped her onto her back.

She stared at me with desperation in her gaze as I spread her legs and slipped inside her. She hooked her legs around my hips as I lowered myself onto her. I kissed her neck, working my way down to her breasts. I licked and swirled my tongue around her nipple, biting down on it, and making her cry out. Trailing my lips along her throat and to her mouth, I kissed her deeply.

We moved as one, in perfect sync. Giving and taking from one another, completing each other.She clenched around my cock, clawing at my back, and thrashing beneath me. I thrust into her one final time, releasing fast and hard. Her head fell to the side as her legs dropped from my waist. She let go around me. Quietly and effortlessly. Making love to her was the most natural thing I had ever experienced.

“Luciana.” I gently kissed her.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Fucking you is an absolute pleasure.”

“Same.” She laughed into the side of my neck. “I’m going to be sore tomorrow.”

“It will make you remember what I did to you.”

“As if I could forget.”

“How about I draw you a bath?” I ran my hand along her side. “I’ll get a bottle of champagne for you.”

“Will you join me in the tub?”

“You know I’m not a bath kind of guy.”

“I was never a ‘let’s have sex five times in two hours kind of girl’, but here we are.”

“It was six times, and you loved every second of it.”

“Wasn’t three and four the same time? You never removed yourself from me.”

“I’ve lost track.” I rolled off her, and pulled her to my chest. “It’s going to be difficult to leave here tomorrow.”

“Back to reality.”

“Does that disappoint you?”

“No, I love our life, even if it gets a little crazy.”

“A little?”

“I’m going to be okay.” She kissed my cheek. “We’re going to be okay.”

“If it ever gets to be too much, you tell me, and I’ll find a way to make it better.” I couldn’t stop what was happening in my business, but I could control her happiness. “As long as you tell me what you’re feeling or thinking, I can make it work.”

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