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“Fuck, Isabella.”

I thrust my fingers in and out of her while playing with her tits, working her up until she’s almost fucking there.

“Oh gosh, yes, Nicco!”

I pick up my speed, and her pussy squeezes my fingers so tightly they nearly push them out. She’s so damn close.

I find her clit with my thumb and rub it in circles, causing her to shake in my arms. Before I know it, she grasps the outside of my thighs, sinking her nails into them as she cries out my name while she comes undone in my arms.

“Such a fucking good girl you are, Isabella,” I say, my voice raspy from my own arousal. “But I hope you know we’re not even close to being done.”

Without waiting for a response, I readjust her so her legs are bent up and outside of mine. I silently thank the designers of this penthouse for putting such a ridiculously oversized bathtub in here.

With her now hovering just above me, I position my dick so it’s lined up with her pussy and slam her down on me, impaling her fully. I let out a long groan.“Fucking hell.”The warmth of the bath is nothing compared to sinking myself deep into the warmth of Isabella.

Sliding my hands under her ass, I lift her up and down on my cock, her feral moans pushing me to slam deeper inside of her. The bath water splashes around us, but it doesn’t deter me from slipping in and out of her.

“You feel so fucking good, Isabella. I’ll never be able to get enough of you.”

Her pussy squeezes my cock, and the tremors vibrate through her body as she gets closer to her climax. It sets off a series of reactions in me. My balls tingle, causing warmth to spread from my core throughout.

“Do you want to come again, baby?” I say between pants, knowing I’m going to reach my limit soon.

She nods, whimpers falling from her lips.

“You’re going to have to do better than that,” I grunt out as I increase our pace to an ungodly speed.

“Yes, Nicco. Please, I need to come again. Please let me come on your cock,” she cries out.

Her words do me in, causing my muscles to contract and my toes to curl. We both chase our releases until we’re climaxing together, her squeezing me with everything she has and me shooting everything I have into her. My muscles contract everywhere, giving Isabella every last bit of me.

We both remain seated in the tub, coming down from our highs. Nothing but our shallow breaths fill the air while the once choppy water comes to a still.

I pull Isabella back into me, wrapping my arm across her chest, all while remaining inside her. It’s a home I would live in twenty-four seven if I could.

Giving her a kiss on top of her head, I say, “That was?—”

“Amazing,” she finishes with a satiated sigh, nestling her head into my chest.

This.

This is exactly what I worked so damn hard for these past few years. Having my dad out of the picture and being the new don of the family are just the cherry on top of what I always needed and wanted.

Isabella.

Having her back in my arms is the true meaning of life and the greatest fucking reward for what I’ve worked so hard to accomplish… and I’ll never take it for granted.

“I love you, Isabella.”

“I love you, too, Nicco. Always and forever.”

EPILOGUE

NICCOLÒ

ONE MONTH LATER

“See, I told you we would get here on time for your meeting with my brothers,” Isabella says cheerily as we walk into Matteo’s house. I made a bet with her that we wouldn’t get here on time with how long she was taking to get ready, and while I could’ve cheated and driven slowly, it was too damn cute to see how excited she was about being right.

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