Chapter 90
“Say it,” he demanded, his hand fisting the hair at the nape of my neck, pulling just enough to mode my scalp sting typ
I could feel myself untaveling, slipping deeper into him, into this.
And even though I knew it was dangramos, even though I knew it would hurt when he pulled away again, Froulida 1 step myself
“I want you,” I gasped, my voice barely meer then a whisper. “Talways want you”
Then why the fuck, do you allow other guys to touch you?”.
Before I could even digest what he said, he was already pushing inside me, forcing a strangled, broken cry from my throat.
There was no warning, no careful easing, just ram, brutal possession.
Alexandro was too big, too thick, and my body, unprepared, struggled to take him. Pain flared, white hot and sharp, bet underneath it, god help me, a different kind of fire bloomed, deep, forbidden, shameful.
by inside me. I felt stretched to the point of breaking, tears
He grunted low against my ear, hips grinding forward with merciless force, seating himself fully i pricking at the corners of my eyes, but I didn’t tell him to stop. I couldn’t.
He filled me so completely it was overwhelming, unbearable and yet I needed it. Needed him. Even if it hurt. Even if it broke me
“Fuck, Alessandro growled, voice raw with something too dark and tangled to name. His fingers dug into my hips hard enough to bruise, holding me stills
he started to move.
Slow at first. Dragging almost all the way out before slamming back in, making my whole body jolt against the sofa.
I whimpered, clutching uselessly at his shoulders, my nails scraping against his skin. He was relentless, pounding into me with a punishing rhythm, every thrust claiming me deeper, harder.
“My little slut,” he hissed against my throat, biting down hard enough to leave a mark. “Mine. Only mine.”
The words tore through me, ripping apart whatever fragile resistance I had left.
It was nothing but sensation now. Pain and pleasure twisted into one unbearable knot, choking very thought from my brain.
Every thrust sent sparks of heat racing up my spine, the head of his cock brushing something deep inside me that made my vision blur, my toes helplessly.
“Say it.” Alessandro snarled, slamming into me harder. “Say you’re mine.”
I could barely breathe, let alone speak, but I forced the words out through gasping abs
“I’m yours,” I cried, desperate, broken. “Yours, Alessandro, always
He cursed viciously and grabbed the back of my thighs, hiking my legs higher around his waist, driving in men deeper. I screamed a raw, rigged sound as he bottomed out inside me, grinding his hips to press even harder against that devastating spot inside me.
“You take me so fucking well, he groaned, his voice strained with the effort to hold back. “You were made for this Male for me
His mouth crashed onto mine again, teeth and tongue and desperation, stealing the very air from my lungs. His cock pistoned into me faster now, brutal, merciless, the sound of skin slapping skin obsche and loud in the oOM
I was close. So fucking close, My cock, trapped between our bodies, leaked precum helplessly, untouched and throbbing
“Please,
I sobbed against his mouth, shameless and lost. “Please, Alessandro-
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Chapter 90
The shrill sound of a phone ringing cut through the sit, sharp and jarring against the wet slap of our bedtes.
Alessandro froze for half a second, his breath hot against my mouth, his cock baried deep inside me. I felt his body tense like he was about to pull nay bat then he snarled low in his throat, ignoring it, grinding even harder Inte me instead.
“Fuck it” he growled, possessive and furious, his thrusts becoming brutal, desperate, like he needed to drown out everything that want me
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