Page 53 of One Savage Union

“Fuck Lucia, Fuuuuuccccckkkk.” he roars and empties all he has inside of me.

I swallow every ounce of his essence and suck his cock hard to pull every drop of cum he has like his good girl. When I’m done, I look up at his sweaty panting face and internally pat myself on the back. His eyes are wild with lust, and his words are hoarse and unsteady.I did that to him.

“Get on your back!” he barks in a harsh whisper. I shiver at the command and follow his orders without a moment’s hesitation. I reach down to discard my pants and underwear, but he slaps my hand away.

“Did I ask you to do that? Do only what I task you with, and you will be rewarded. Now place your hands over your head and lift your hips.”

I obey and am rewarded with a fiery kiss while he takes his time stripping me naked. When he comes up for air, he nips andpinches at each of my nipples before lavishing each with a soft caress using the tip of his tongue.

“Open your legs!” He commands.

I spread my thighs for him, but apparently, not wide enough. He slaps both of my thighs, demanding that I go wider. When I'm done, my body is open and bare for him. I’m presented like a pig for slaughter. My hands are above my head, which makes my breasts sit up higher, and my nipples are rock hard. My pussy is on display, and while that would generally make me red in the face; right now, all I can do is lick my lips and anticipate whether his tongue or dick will cover her soon.

He doesn't make me wait long to find out. With an open mouth kiss, he devours my clit to bring me hot and high. I scream his name loud enough that any shepherds lingering around to gather their goats and sheep on this mountain are getting an earful. I was so worked up from the blow job that it doesn't take long for me to squirt out my pleasure once he adds two fingers to press inside me.

“That's it piccola ragazza, that's it baby, come for me,” he murmurs against my pussy.

I squirt, cream, and moan until I'm nothing more than a weightless orgasm, seeing stars in a dark cave. When I finally come down and the bursts of color fade from behind my eyes; I look up and stare into his artic blue eyes as he quickly sheaths on a condom before slowly pressing his dick inside my tight opening. His hands hold my thighs wide, and I’m at his mercy.

The stretch is a painful pleasure I’ve dreamt about since he last took me. Before him, I'd only been touched here once, and it was nothing like this. I brace for his next inch, and my keening betrays just how much I want him as well as just how much it hurts.

His hand reaches for my cheek, and he holds me there. “Yes, Lucia. Take all of me. I'm right here with you. Are you ready,baby girl? Are you ready to become completely mine? There's no turning back.”

I nod and beg for his cock to continue to press into me. I need him. I need him to fill me and remind me that the world of mobsters and killers doesn't matter because he is with me, and I am his. He will never let anything happen to me, and together we can take the world by storm.

“Fuck!” He roars as he pushes the last six or so inches inside me. The burn takes my breath away. “Breathe, Lucia, breathe!”

He slaps my right breast, and a loud breath expels from my mouth. He leans down to kiss me senseless and his tongue ends up on the side of my neck biting and licking as he starts a slow groove that makes my pussy melt.

The pleasure is undeniable; it's like nothing I've ever felt before. I grab onto his ass and hold tight as he works my body over like a precious piece of machinery that only he knows how to work.

“That's it, baby, open for me. Take it all.”

When I do, he picks up his pace to fuck me like the hounds of hell are nipping at his heels. He moves like his salvation is on the other side of my pussy and he’s ready to be set free from whatever holds him hostage.

“Mine. You’re mine.” He growls, and I close my eyes to let the orgasm wash over me like a baptism by fire. I come again for the second time, and the world stops for me. He slaps my thighs to bring me back to reality, and I scream.

“That's it, baby girl. Let the hills hear you cum for me again.”

“I can't,” I cry. “I can't.” I shake my head and plead for pity, but he only presses harder.

“Yes, you can and you will!” He picks up both of my legs and throws them over his left shoulder, while continuing to thrust himself into me at a furious pace. Rocco fucks me until I see the moon, stars, mountains, and rivers. I swear I see heaven, andthat’s when I know that my life has officially turned into a top 20 R&B song. But who cares? If this is what sex with Rocco is like, I’ll be that and more.

When I cry my release, my body shakes and my pussy clamps down around his dick, placing it in a chokehold. With a shout, he joins my pleasure and comes inside me. While he releases, he leans over to bite my neck until there's nothing left besides the air we breathe.

When he catches his breath, he lands a soft kiss on my forehead, but he doesn't pull out of me. He turns to his side and takes me with him so that we're facing each other but still connected. I feel our mingled juices run down my thigh. He ripped me apart and put me back together again.I am new.

The sticky evidence of our lovemaking doesn’t disgust me, it delights me. He hugs me tight and I recognize that we are fucked up; but damnit we are one.

Whether we live or die, we’ll be together.

18

ROCCO

Mornings are different now.

Before I married Lucia, I woke up every morning at 6:00 a.m. sharp to complete a daily 90-minute High-Impact Training workout.

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