Cruel Vows

Stars burst behind my eyelids as I clamp them shut, struggling to draw enough oxygen into my lungs. It’s the most intense sensation when he makes me come from anal and I’ll never get used to it. A flood of liquid squirts from my pussy, wetting the sun lounger beneath us.

Massimo growls, continuing to rut into me until he explodes a moment later. His roar of pleasure vibrates through me as he spills his cum deep in my ass, breeding it as he promised he would. I’ll never get enough of the intense connection we share or the undeniably passionate draw we have toward each other. It’s all consuming and drives me insane.

I collapse beneath him as the pleasure continues to spark through my veins, lying on the lounger as his weight bears down on me, feeling utterly ruined by my husband. His cock is still buried deep in my ass as he murmurs against my ear. “You are fucking perfect, baby.”

“I think it’s you that’s perfect,” I mutter back.

He chuckles. “Did you like that?”

I nod in response, hardly able to find the energy for words.

“Good, because I’m going to do it morning, noon and night for the entire trip.”

I moan softly, the idea both erotic and exhausting at the same time. “You’re going to kill me.”

He nips at my ear. “Never, princess.” He rolls off of me, his cock slipping out of my abused hole. And then, I feel a butt-plug slide in place, making sure I don’t waste any of his cum. “By the time I’m through with you, you will be so full of cum,” he says, forcing me to turn over and lean into his chest as we share the lounger. “I can’t get enough or you, Paisley.”

I gaze into those dark, devilish eyes and know I’ll never get enough of him either. An entire lifetime by his side isn’t long enough. “I love you,” I whisper softly, knowing I don’t say it enough. Three words I used to fear.

All my life I’ve avoided love because it only leads to heartache, and Massimo forced his way into my heart, just like he forced me down the aisle. And I thank my lucky stars he did that every single day.

He smiles, and it’s a warm, adoring smile. “I love you, too, baby.” He kisses me softly. “More than you can ever know.”

We sit on the lounger together, gazing out at the private beach below as the sun reflects off the crystal sea water and the waves crest softly.

And I’m sure without a doubt that this is what true paradise is. Wrapped in the arms of a man I love, no matter how crazy it is after what he put me through at first, I know the outcome of our story would always be the same.

We were meant for each other, ever since we set eyes on one another in that bathroom. Soul mates who couldn’t stay away from one another.

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