Page 46 of Filthy Desire

God, he loved to hear Kara beg. That in itself was an addiction. One that he welcomed.

He slid one finger in her wet pussy, pumping in and out, while this thumb teased the rim of her tight asshole. Then he added a second finger, getting her pussy ready for a long, hard fuck.

“No condoms from here on out, Kara. I’m going to fuck you full of my cum. Every day, every night,” he growled.

Just the thought of his cum inside her had his dick leaking all over her thighs.

“Yes, I want it. Give it to me,” she whispered.

He fingered her again, until her pussy drenched his hand, and her moans grew louder. Then he lined up his cock and entered her, her tight, wet heat surrounding him.

He’d never gone bareback before and the heat on his dick, the overwhelming sensation of being skin to skin… it was just too good to hold back.

With one smooth thrust, he was all the way in as his balls slapped her ass. Gripping her hips, Gio began to pump his hips in a steady rhythm, going as deep as he could get inside her. Over and over, thrusting harder, faster.

“Right there, God, please more. Gio,” Kara moaned.

“Touch yourself,” he commanded.

She balanced her body on her left hand, and her right disappeared. He felt her fingers rubbing her pussy, then she reached back and teased his balls, tugging. A jolt of pleasure raced up Gio’s spine.

He slid one hand back to her ass, in between her cheeks. He spat on his thumb and ran it over her rim then pushed it inside her asshole.

“Do you like that? Do you want me to take ownership of your ass?” Gio murmured.

“Yes. I want it,” she groaned.

Her arm moved faster, and her hips pumped in time with his.

“What do you want?” he panted.

“All of you. I want you to fuck every hole and fill me up. Mark me. Please.”

Kara’s breathy plea snapped his control.

Gio pumped his hips, thrusting faster, his movements frantic, his breath growing tighter as the pleasure spiraled. Kara’s shoulders collapsed on the bed and at this angle, he was able to thrust even deeper.

“Fuck, fuck,” he groaned. “You… so fucking good, baby.”

Kara’s body jolted beneath him and then he realized what he’d said.

It didn’t matter. He wasn’t taking it back. She was his.

The future Mrs. Ferraro…

Just the thought of that had him pumping harder, faster.

“Mine,” He moaned.

“Yes, yours,” Kara whispered.

He used one hand to grab a fistful of her gorgeous red hair, tugging her head sideways so he could see her face.

Then he bent over her body and licked and nipped her neck, sucking on the skin. “Only mine.”

“Yes,” Kara moaned and Gio reared back up.

He wanted to hear his woman scream, he wanted to feel her pleasure.

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