He reaches down and pressed two fingers into me. I arch my back at the feeling. He goes to withdraw, but I push my hips back trying to keep him in. He chuckles.
“Hold on, Tesoro. I’ll take care of you.”
He positions himself behind me and presses into me. The hiss on his breath brings a smile to my face. I love that I affect him that way.
“Damn. Also, so tight and wet for me.”
I push my ass higher in the air as he thrusts into me. With every thrust, I meet him our bodies slamming together giving me a bite of pain that increases my pleasure.
“Harder!” I gasp. “Fuck me harder Bash!”
He grips my hips and increases his pace. He slams into me harder with each thrust. Each thrust causes me to float higher and higher. I feel the familiar building of energy as my clit throbs. One of his hands grabs my hair as he pulls my head back. He kisses my shoulder, then my neck, then turns my head and kisses my lips.
“I love you so fucking much, Sofia. You are mine. You will always be mine. No one else’s. Ever. Always mine.”
“Yours.” I repeat as I relish in the tingling pain caused by his hands pulling my hair. “Always yours, Bash. And you are mine.”
“Fuck yes I am yours. There will never be another. Only you.”
He lets go of my hair and moves his hand to flick my clit.
“Come with me, Tesoro. Now!”
He rubs faster as his hips piston into me. My eyes see stars as I burst into my orgasm. I scream out and I am sure the whole house hears. Moments later, I feel him come inside me, the hot spirts of come coating my inside. Claiming me as his own. I shiver at the thought.
Mine.
Bash is mine.
He collapses on top of me then rolls off me to pull me against him.
“I mean it, Sofia. You are mine. I will kill anyone who ever lays a hand on you. If they even blink at your wrong, I will have their eyes. I am extremely protective of what is mine.”
I bask in the after-sex glow.
“I’m okay with that. You are mine too, though Bash. That means I have no problem shanking a bitch if she comes close to you. You think you are violent? Let a hooker step to you. I swear to Jesus they will never find the body and I won’t even need Fox’s help.”
He chuckles.
“I love when you talk like that. It turns me on. There will never be another for me, Sof. You are it.”
His dick twitches against my leg.
“You are it for me too, Bash.” I reach down and grab him. “Round two?”
Bastiano
I pull a breathless Sofia onto my chest and start running one hand up and down her spine as she lightly touches my right wrist.
“You’ve never told me what your tattoos mean.”
“You’ve never asked.”
“I’m asking now. What does this one mean?” she asks touching my tattoo on my wrist.
“You can’t read Italian Tesoro?” I tease while pulling her closer.
“I can hardly speak it let alone read it! I didn’t grow up around it like you did.”