Page 53 of With this Ring

Sasha.

The woman he’d obsessed over.

He intended to claim her, make up for lost time, possess her in every possible way. “Fuck…” The control he’d fought for began to crumble.

“I want to touch you.”

He nodded tightly, giving permission. “Wrap your legs around my waist. I want even more of you.”

With a tiny sob, she released her grip to encircle his neck, and she maneuvered herself into the position he’d requested.

“Oh my God!” she cried when the angle allowed a more intense penetration.

Determined not to come without her, he reached between them to touch her swollen clit.

“I…”

“That’s it.”

With a scream, she clamped around him, raising her hips higher and higher, bucking against him.

She squeezed her eyes closed, and her climax came in waves, her internal muscles tightening in powerful contractions, almost making him come.

Instead, he pulled back.

Only when her shudders subsided did he allow himself to move again.

“Oh…” She gasped. “That was…”

Then, filled with possessive hunger, he thrust forward, matching the rhythm of her contractions.

Suddenly, he couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Fuck!”He orgasmed, his cock pulsing inside her.

Her pussy clenched around him, draining every drop from him.

Finally, arms shaking from the sexual exertion, he propped himself up on his elbows, lifting himself so he didn’t suffocate her.

Their breathing slowed and their movements became less frenzied.

She reached up to stroke a finger down the contour of his jaw. “That was…”

His Petal didn’t finish, and he didn’t have words, either.

The most intense pleasure he’d ever experienced. Fiery. Fucking consuming.

He’d fantasized about this moment for years. And it was so much more than he’d imagined.

When he’d recovered somewhat, he rolled to one side and tucked her against him, protecting her in the comfort of his arms.

He captured her chin and held it firmly. Gregorio wasn’t sure what the actual hell he was thinking, but now that he’d been inside her and she’d come apart in his arms, he owned her.

“Gregorio?”

As long as he could shove aside the fact she was his ex-wife’s little sister and that there would be hell to pay for taking her as his, everything was fine.

“Gregorio?” she asked again, frowning. “Is something wrong?”

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