Page 42 of Deadly Intentions

Seeing the truth in her eyes, I dipped my face between her thighs and flicked my tongue across her sweet folds. Catarina tensed, but not in a way that made me pause. Her body was screaming for more, so I gave it to her. Thoughts of what happened were driven out of my head by the sound coming from her. She was desperate for a new memory—almost manic about it.

“Catarina.” I mumbled against the soft flesh. “I want to touch you here.” I slid my finger through her slit.

She said nothing at first, but the widening of her legs told me everything I needed to know. Holding her gaze in mine, I pushed a finger inside and paused. Her inner walls fluttered around my digit, sucking it into the depths of her channel. Catarina’s eyes drifted closed as she moaned into the room.

My girl was a vision. Her skin was tinged pink with desire and her face was slack with complete trust as I slowly pumped my hand into her. My eyes never deviated from her face as I pushed another finger in. I could feel her body responding to my touch. Needing to taste her, I pressed the tip of my tongue to her swollen nub. It was all she needed to finally let go. Her core tightened, sucking my digit in and clamping down around my knuckle as she exploded. Her sweet essence coated my hand, flooding my palm with her desire.

I withdrew my fingers and licked them clean, never taking my eyes off her. She reached for me, desperate for something more. My pants hit the floor with a speed fueled by my desire to be skin on skin with her. I kissed a trail of want across her body as I climbed over her and settled between her legs.

“Condom,” she whispered against my lips as I plundered her mouth.

“No. You’re mine, Catarina. There will never be any barriers between us.”

She stiffened beneath me. “Donny. I can’t put you at risk.” Her eyes glistened with emotion.

Needing her to understand nothing mattered to me but her, I pushed inside her. She arched against me, her throaty moan telling me she was fine. “We are in this together,Cuore Mio. Your struggles are my struggles.” I flexed my hips, driving my cock deeper. “I will never need protecting from you.” I fastened my mouth over hers as my fingers laced with hers.

Catarina wrapped her legs around me, her heels pressing into my ass. “Please,” she murmured against my lips, “I need…” She arched into me as my shaft brushed against the spot that would send her flying.

“Please what?” I eased out, watching as my dick slipped between her folds.

“Harder.” She tugged me back inside with her feet.

“Watch, Catarina. I want you to see me owning your pussy.”

Catarina glanced between us, her eyes hooded with desire as she watched my cock ease out and slam back in. Releasing her hands, I shifted, so I was leaning back on my heels. I lifted her body, angling her so I could drive myself into her deeper. I pressed my palm over her clit and rubbed.

“Oh my God.” She fisted the sheets as I pistoned into her. “I’m gonna—” she didn’t finish her sentence as a scream tore from her lips. Her body contorted beneath me as she tensed and cried out. My own orgasm ripped out of me as her walls clamped down around my steel rod and milked my cum into her core.

“Fuck,” I cried out as beads of sweat rolled down my face. “Catarina.” I spoke her name through the sparks and flames of our union. Needing to feel her, I tugged her into my lap and kissed her with every ounce of passion I had. The ripples of her orgasm continued to beat around my shaft even as I held her.

Catarina’s head fell against my shoulder. Hot tears trickled down my back as her body began to shake with the telltale sign of crying.

“Did I hurt you?” My voice filled with panic as my hand rubbed against her back. “Catarina? Answer me. Did I hurt you?”

She lifted her head and stared into my eyes. “No. You healed me.” Her lips descended on mine.

“Marry me.” I broke the kiss and held her face in my hands.

“What?” Catarina blinked.

“Marry me,” I spoke again. “Let me love you for an eternity and then some. Let me give you my last name and make you mine. I’ve loved you since we were kids, Catarina. I am nothing without you and I don’t want to go another day without you sharing my last name. Say yes and I promise you’ll live a life filled with love and devotion. Cuore Mio—you’re my heart. And it will never beat for another.”

A tear rolled down her cheek, splashing onto my chest. I waited, praying it hadn’t been too soon to tell her what I wanted. She wiggled her body against me, tightening her arms around my neck as she held my gaze.

“I love you, Donny. I ran from you, making a mistake that nearly took me from you. It’s only ever been you for me, too. You say I’m your heart? Well, you’re mine too. You’ve stood by me and loved me—even after I was broken. How could I walk away from a man like that?” She pressed her lips to mine. “Yes. A million times, yes.” Her core pulsed around my hardening shaft. “Make me a Russo. Make me your wife.”

We spent the next hour exploring each other’s bodies and giving ourselves completely to one another. Nothing would ever take this woman from me again. She was burned into my soul in ways I couldn’t explain or comprehend. Her life was my life and together we would overcome anything.

“I love you, Donny.” Catarina smiled as we dressed.

“I love you,Cuore Mio.Let’s go see about your family. I’m sure they wonder what we’ve been doing in here.”

“I doubt that. I wasn’t exactly quiet.” She chuckled as we headed out the door. “They’re going to be happy about this. They love you like family already, plus it guarantees I won’t be running away again.”

“I’d follow you, anyway. You’re never getting away from me again, Catarina.”

“I know.” She rested her head on my shoulder. “This is where I belong.”

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