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More raw. More consuming. More. Everything.
“Farfalla,” I whisper, pouring all that more into my voice. Every emotion she stirs in me. Everything she means to me.
Her arms around my neck tighten, pulling me closer even though there’s no space left between us. Her kiss grows hotter. She understands. It’s in the way her mouth claims mine and her body clings like she’ll never let go.
I start to move her up and down, pounding her onto my dick. I need to fuck her so bad.
Her body rises and falls, her tight, slick pussy gripping me every time I pull her down.
“I love you,farfalla,” I tell her again, breathless as I lift her faster, harder. “You’re my life.”
I don’t just want her by my side; I need her. Always.
Her pussy clamps down around me, milking my cock, each thrust pulling a louder cry from her lips. She’s so wet I can hear it, slick and obscene, driving me closer to the edge with every stroke.
“Marry me… again. This time saying all the words, vowing to be mine for life. I’m yours forever, and I need you to put a ring on my finger.”
“And a tattoo,” she adds on a breathy giggle that turns into a broken moan, begging for more without words.
“Oh yes, and a tattoo,” I say, never breaking my rhythm of pounding into her.
“I want to be the one to mark you,” she whimpers as I hit that spot inside her that makes her pussy strangle my cock.
A shot of ecstasy runs through me, lighting up every cell in my body.
“I’ll take that as a yes, then. You’ll marry me.”
“Yes, yes, yes… Luca,” she nearly screams, her climax approaching. “I will marry you… again.”
Her words unleash a surge of energy, and I fuck her harder. I shove my entire length inside her, knowing she can take it all.
She gasps my name, half sob, half plea, and I give her more of my unleashed need for her.
Her head tips back, eyes squeezed shut, her whole body shaking around me.
“Luca,” she screams as she flies over the edge, her pussy gripping me so tight I see stars, and it rips my own release from me.
“Fuck,” I moan, getting off on the thought of having her forever.
I groan her name as I spill into her, pulse after pulse, drowning in her heat. I kiss her temple, whispering, “Mine,” even as I keep moving inside her.
She spasms around me, quivering in aftershocks. Her body won’t stop trembling, her pussy still milking me as if she can’t bear to let me go.
I slow my pumps to let my heart rate calm, but even after I’ve emptied everything I’ve got into her, my cock doesn’t soften.
Isa’s trembling in my arms, her breath breaking against my neck. And I can’t help myself; I start again, fucking her just as hard as before, my pants still around my knees, my cock slick with her cream.
“Give me more,farfalla.”
Chapter Ninety-Five
Isabella
My legs feel like jelly when we leave the sitting room. Two massive orgasms and a daring rescue will do that to a girl.
I probably look like I’ve been through a wind tunnel, hair a mess, cheeks flushed, lips swollen. And I’m sure I’ve got that glow that gives everything away. If anyone here was in doubt about what just happened, one glance at me and they’ll know.
But Luca was desperate to have me. And so was I.
