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“My perfect fucking girl,” he praises. “So honest about how naughty she is, fucking me in my sleep. So obedient for taking her punishment after, too. How did I get so lucky, hmm?”
I can only whimper in response.
“You should see yourself,” he says, caressing my scalp with his thumb, still holding a fist full of my hair. “The posh little Moretti wife being properly debauched. It’s unbelievable, baby.”
Blinding pleasure hits me in the gut and I clench around him. He knows just how to work me into a hazy mess.
“It’s so good,” I confess, becoming overwhelmed.
“Fucking hell, Ana,” Cassio curses. “You have no idea how fucking good you feel like this.”
“Cassio,” I whimper, gripping the bed sheets tight. “I’m so close. Please, don’t stop.Oh God, please?—”
“You want to come, Wife?” he groans, continuing to slam into me. “Tell me how badly you want it.”
“Please, please, please,” I cry. “I need to, Cassio. Make me come.”
“Since you begged so pretty for me,” he growls, maneuvering his hand under my hip. He finds my clit without struggle and immediately strokes the slippery bud with his thumb.
“Cassio!” I shout, unconsciously humping his hand.
He shifts slightly, causing his fingers to press down harder on my clit and the change in pressure is all it takes. I see stars, voice cracking with how hard I moan. He groans along with me, feeling my walls constrict around his throbbing cock.
Seconds of hard thrusts later and I feel him swell up before warmth floods between my legs. I can’t wait for the day that the condom isn’t in our way, and he can stuff me impossibly full with his hot cum.
When he finally pulls out, my ears are still whooshing with blood and my body feels limp. My poor pussy is swollen, deliciously used and stretched. I’m going to be sore tomorrow, that’s for sure.
“Wow,” I murmur, breathing hard.
He chuckles. “Anymore kinks you want to explore, baby?”
I grin lazily, thinking of our conversation before he went to bed early. I told him my fantasy, and he made it come to life in the most incredible fashion.
“Not yet, darling.”
With him as my husband, I’m sure that there will be more eventually.
Recognizing that he’s stolen all of my energy, Cassio begins to take care of me with little help. He carries me to the bathroom and proceeds to get me warm and clean once more. Putting me into one of his shirts, he guides me back into bed.
It’s not long before both of us are fast asleep.
ChapterThirty-Four
Ana
One Month Later
It’s officially been two and a half months since my wedding day, and a month since receiving my first message fromMr. Unknown Number. A lot has happened since, but his contact has dwindled quite a bit. The messages are few and far between, each of them bothering me less than the last.
I easily brushed off things like…
Unknown number
If you continue to test my patience, you’ll regret it, Ana.
And:
Unknown number
