Arranged Dominant Love novel Chapter 60

Arielle

"Darling, I've finally figured out why they sold you to me-you are fucking vulnerable to survive three days without me."

Antonio.

I rush into his open arms and he picks me up and spins me kissing me in the fever of passion. I press my body flush against him wanting, needing him as close as he could possibly be. Through the kiss I taste the saltiness of my tears dripping down. Antonio pulls back with a dashing smile and wipes the tears away.

"I thought you were dead!"

"So did I, the Bratva captured us, twice, Rocco and I got free though. I will always come back to you; do you hear me?" He grabs the nape of my neck. "I couldn't leave you alone, especially not when I haven't gotten the chance to welcome my daughter into the world."

I cry out in happiness and press my lips once more against his. He tastes like mint, his skin is rough under my fingers but his scars don't bother me one bit.

Antonio lays me on my back on our bed and crawls over me. I notice new scars on his arms and his face-including the soon-to-be new scar from the black thread stitched onto the side of his face going from the end of his eyebrow down to his cheekbone.

His lips trail over my collarbone as his hands work to unclothe me. My own greedy hands roam under his shirt to feel his abs and strong pecs. My fingers trail over thin lines from knife wounds and circular wounds from bullet holes. My man has been through so much, yet he is here with me-alive!

This doesn't seem real. I need him more than I need my next breath of oxygen. Our kissing is sloppy and rushed but I can't slow down for him, not by a single second. I throw his shirt over his head and off his body as I thrust and grind my pelvis against the growing erection in his pants.

Antonio groans in the base of my neck and fumbles with the belt of his pants. I help him push the pants down to his ankles and urge them off his body. I don't want a single scrap of clothing on either of us. I want him on top of me and crushing me with his body heat.

I buck my hips against him sliding my wet heat against his erection. We both moan and already I'm seeing stars. I lift my hips and beg for him to fill me. In one powerful thrust he is inside of me and I scream out nearly convulsing already. The orgasm building at the base of my spine is a ticking time-bomb ready to go off at the slightest touch and feel of him.

Antonio removes his head from the crook of my neck to stare into my eyes. His dilated, lust filled ones bore into mine in the most erotic and intimate way. I can't look away let out a breathy moan. The sensations were enough to send me off the edge but just looking at Antonio and knowing it is him with me in this morning completely throws me into an ecstasy-filled chasm.

I struggle to keep my eyes open as my body convulses and my release stretches on until Antonio's rhythmic thrusting turns into rut and he spills himself inside of me with a heavy sigh. He leans forward and rests his forehead against mine. We breath the same air between us and refuses to dislodge from each other's bodies. I hold the back of his head and lift my lips to meet his.

"I love you," I breathe out.

He smiles. "I love you too."

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