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Oh god, he tugs it in and out.He’s firm as he moves it within me.No, no way.A climax can’t be building without him touching me anywhere else.Only it is, one minute, two minutes, pressing deeper, he twirls it around.Oh my fucking god.Deeper, please more.

I shatter and sag over the edge of the bathtub.

“And that was five.Give me one more.”Gaetano orders me.

No, I can’t.It won’t work.Please, I’m too sensitive there.Oh, god.Oh god.Gaetano is still working it in and out, demanding I come.I can’t.I just can’t.Oh god.“Harder, more.”

I hit the water and plunge beneath the waves.

Dimly, I’m aware of Gaetano moving behind me.Except it’s at the edge of my periphery.All I want to do is beg him to take me to bed.Only my throat won’t work.

Suddenly, the plug is out, replaced by steel covered in silk.Oh my god, it’s his huge cock.Scorching hot, he works a few inches in and then out.He’s not fucking me hard or deep.Gaetano is going slowly, working to get my body to accept him.

Yes, this is what I want—what I need.I hold my ass open to help him.Now I’m pushing back against the thick length of him.He swears low as he grips my hips and sinks deeper into me.So fucking good.More, please, more.

Answering my prayers, he doesn’t stop until we’re skin to skin, as deep as he can go.For a moment, we both revel in the feeling.Air is getting harder and harder to take in.When he begins moving, a sob escapes me.Good.So fucking good.

Now he’s giving me everything I’m desperate for, harder, faster, deeper.More, more.Please, I can take more.

We shatter against the waves together.A cry of my name echoes around us.Oh dear lord, the sensation of him coming deep inside sends electricity scorching up my spine, and the world goes dark.

I’m woken what feels like only minutes later.When I struggle against him once we get to orgasm thirteen, he gets up and ties me up with his tie.At orgasm fifteen, I hate him and want to kill him.Once we get to eighteen, I’m begging for him to stop.At twenty, he holds me close while buries his cock deep inside me and holds me when I slip into sleep.

ChapterTwenty-Six

Bianca

The next morning, Gaetano is deep inside me when his cell phone rings.Fuck.It’s Sandro.

I can’t believe him when he answers, at the same time, he holds his hand over my mouth.“Yeah.”

“Hey, how are you holding up with Bianca?”

I’m so pissed at him.Except I love the way he allows more of his weight on me than he ever has before.“It’s fine.She was mouthy last night.She’s good now.”

Deeper and deeper he thrusts in me.I can’t believe Gaetano can sound so normal.

“I’ll have Natasha figure out what properties we have that she can stay at.With how picky Bianca can be, it might be another day or two.Thanks for putting up with her.”

A deep surge into me then he grinds his cock, driving me crazy with the way he’s brushing against my clit.“No problem if she doesn’t find anything.Like I said, I’m not here much.Still figuring out that damn software program half the day.”

It’s wrong.It’s dirty to be so turned on right now.So.Very.Fucking.Wrong.

“I gotta go.Mayor is on the other line.I’ll talk to you later.”Sandro says.

Making sure the call is ended.Gaetano tosses it on the floor and keeps pounding into me until we both cry out with our orgasms.

Holding me close, as my body shimmers with waves of pleasure.

“Do you trust me?”He whispers in my ear.

I nod, words too hard to form.

“Then trust that we’ll come out together in the end.”

“Okay…yes.”I recall Dominic’s words.“Sometimes there is no other answer than time.”I’m going to be patient and trust in him and us.

Bianca

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