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His gaze pierced me.
My breath came in shallow, rapid gasps.
“Let go, baby girl.”
I shivered.
“Let Daddy take you where you’ve never been before.”
A tear slipped down my cheek, not from pain, but from the overwhelming intensity of it all—his words, his touch, the way he filled me with his cock so completely.
I had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed, and yet so. . .connected to someone in my entire life.
I moaned and lifted my hips to meet his thrusts.
The pleasure was building—a slow, burning heat that spread through me like a rising wildfire, consuming everything in its path.
It started deep within my core.
It was just a flicker of warmth that grew with each stroke, each of his words until it was an inferno, blazing through my veins.
Igniting every nerve.
Burning all of me.
I was nothing but sensation.
Flames of desire licked and lapped at my flesh.
And the more he pumped his big cock into me, the more it fed the blaze and fanned the embers into roaring erotic destruction.
“Gianni!” I arched up, deliciously burning in the fire. “Oh God!”
I came so hard that I fucking screamed some more and didn’t even know what words left me. It was hard to hear myself over his loud growling, telling me that he loved watching me break before him.
That orgasm ripped through me, and I could not tell you how long I rode the ecstasy, just that I felt like I was in this blissful cloud, floating and vibrating all at the same time.
“Yes, Princess.” Gianni groaned and let go of my clit.
I could feel the tension in him, the way his muscles tightened, his grip on my hip becoming almost desperate as he pushed deeper inside me.
His movements grew erratic, each thrust more forceful, more insistent, as if he was losing control, surrendering to the overwhelming sensations coursing through his body too.
With one final, powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, his entire body shuddering as he released a low, guttural moan. “Good. . .girl.”
I felt his cock twitch inside my pussy and then he came hard into me, spilling inside my pussy and coating me.
“Fuck!” He collapsed on top of me, and his breath was hot against my ear as he whispered, “Good girl. . .my good girl.”
Epilogue
However. . .
I lay there, panting, my body trembling with the aftershocks of the orgasm.
Gianni’s weight was heavy on top of me, grounding me, reminding me that this wasn’t just a dream.
This was real.
