“Your sweet cunt takes my cock so well,la mia pace,” I groan. “I’m going to be painting your unprotected womb with my cum sooner than I want with the way you squeeze around me.”
The moan that comes out of her has me fucking her faster as my grip tightens on her hair. Even with how tightly I’m holding her in place, I can feel the way her body strains to push back and meet my thrusts.
“You’re fucking crazy, Angelo,” she keens the words, and pride fills me even though she might not mean them as a compliment.
“And you’re mine,” I grit out as it becomes more difficult to hold out for her. But I will. “You don’t even know how crazy I am.”
“Fuck,” she holds out the word, groaning as she does. “Stop flirting with me and fuck me, Angelo.”
This fucking woman. With a growl filled with determination I drive into her harder and faster. My grip tightens and holds her completely immobile. She’s at my mercy.
“You’re mine. Mine to fuck,” I push the words past my lips. “You’re going to milk my cum from my balls because you can’t help but crave the feeling of being filled up by me.” I demand, “Tell me.”
“I need it,” she pants out the words. “Oh my, Angelo,” her voice breaks as I slam into her and she splinters apart underneath me.
The walls of her pussy squeeze my shaft as she comes, and tingles take over my body. I fuck into her, pushing her harder against the edge of the island to get as deep as I can. With the first jet of come, I roar out her name.
As we ride our orgasms, stars dance in front of my eyes, and I suck in deep breaths while my heart pounds in my chest. As she drains my balls, I slump over her body and press my forehead against the side of her neck.
I release her hair and run my hand over her shoulder. My lips press against her soft skin before nipping at it gently. “You were such a good girl for me,la mia pace.”
Dove lets out a soft mewling sound as her body relaxes. It’s a gift of trust which has my cock thinking about perking up again.
“Fuck,” I bite out, “I didn’t think about my cum slipping out of you when I pull out.” I kiss her shoulder again. “Squeeze.”
“What are you even talking about right now, Angelo?” She mumbles the question against the marble. “Don’t kill my post-orgasm glow.”
I pull out of her and immediately press two fingers inside of her along with any of my cum that is trying to escape. “Squeeze the walls of your pussy,” I bite out. “Don’t let my cum escape.”
“Oh my,” she starts to growl the words before stopping and I feel her pussy squeeze down on my fingers. I pull them out slowly and then I scoop her into my arms. “You have got to be kidding me,” she laments while going completely limp in my arms, the back of one of her hands going to her forehead. “Ridiculous.”
I glare at her, even though her theatrics are cute, and warn her, “If you make me drop you, I’ll make sure you can’t sit comfortably for a week.”
The annoyed and adorable breath she huffs out has me chuckling and trying to hide my smile. I don’t think she would be amused by it at the moment.
“Fine,” I sigh. After walking straight into the bathroom, I put her down in front of the vanity and bury my face against her neck. “I have officially accepted your resignation at Second Circle, and I have men at your apartment packing everything up for you.”
“What?” She screeches and tries to turn around in my arms, but I tighten my hold on her to keep her in place.
“You can’t just have people at my place packing up my life.”
“Can and did.” I kiss her neck again before standing at my full height. The look on her face in the mirror in front of us is pure bewilderment. “There’s no point in arguing with me about it. It’s already done. I’ll go make some breakfast. By the time you get out of the shower, your clothes will be here. The furniture will be put in storage. You can go through it and add whatever you want here. Or you can wait and we can move and then you canput your things there. It all depends on where you want to raise our babies.”
I rub a hand over her belly as her mouth falls open in blatant shock.
“I really do think I should call someone. Like can you just call a mental institution?” She cocks her head to the side as she looks at me in the mirror.
“Cute,” I tease her before kissing the top of her head and walking out of the bathroom.
I have a few things to get done in a short amount of time. First off, I need Sal to find out what the fuck was going on with Romeo being in my place this morning. And then I think I will start the hunt for a home. A real home. I chuckle under my breath at the thought of moving to the outskirts of the city near Kirill and his family.
He’ll hate it.
I love the idea.
Before that can happen, I need to figure out how to make Christmas this year special for my Dove, seeing as it’s a few days away. I have a feeling she hasn’t had a good Christmas in a while. Maybe ever.
While my holiday season wasn’t quite traditional while I was growing up, there was always family. I’m going to show her what it means to be mine for Christmas.
