He settles me down on to his cock and eases into me.I’m still so tight and because he’s so big we both feel the impact of him spearing my pussy.When I wince at the pain, he holds me, slipping his hand up to cup my face.I grab onto his shoulders again, feeling the strain of corded muscles beneath my fingertips.
“You’re so tight, Angel. So tight, baby, you feel so good,” he groans andslides his hand down my throat.
"Dominic I..." My words trail off, but I can't quite remember what I was going to say.
“Tell me you weren’t with Jacques,” he demands, forcing his cock deeper into me.“Tell me.”
“I haven’t been with anybody since you,” I confess and he rivets his gaze to mine.
“Solo tu anche per me, Angel,” he replies in Italian shocking the life out of me.
Solo tu anche per me.Only you for me too.
“Me?”
To answer my question, he thrust harder into my pussy, grabs my hips, and starts fucking me, signaling that talking is now over.
Pleasure sets my body on fire, and my nerves vibrate in response to the sensation.Pleasure slaps over me in waves as our bodies slap together.Dominic drives into me with a primal fury that makes me know I’m being claimed.
I meet his searing cock thrust for thrust as he fucks me and hold on tight when he starts fucking me so hard my soul trembles at the raw ecstatic bliss that sings through my body.
When his grip on my hips tightens so hard it hurts and his cock pulses inside my passage, another orgasm claws at my insides.It feels like falling and flying all at the same time.My nerves tingle and my head spins, dizzy with delicious delight.
When hot cum fills my passage my body comes alive with another type of heat and a feeling that feels so good it warns me that I’m never going to be able to resist this man.
The realization makes the pleasure recede and I gaze into those bright blue eyes of his, wishing I could see into his mind.
He bought me at an auction and now I’m his.He wants a chance with me because he wants me back.
He’s not the kind of man who loses, but what about me?
I don’t want to lose either. I don’t want him to hurt me again.
He's forced me into this. Forced me into diving in head first into the ocean of feelings he knows I have for him.
His fingers grace over my cheek, and as he leans forward to kiss me I move my face.Instead of my lips, he kisses my cheek.
“Be ready in half an hour for breakfast.Then I’m taking you back to your place to pick up your things.” He speaks against the skin of my cheek but his warm breath caresses me all over.“We’ll be spending the next few days here.”
“I have to work.” I snap my gaze back to him and he loves that I’m not even a breath away from his lips.
“You’ll go back to work when I tell you to.”
“But Massimo--”
“You do not answer to my brother.You answer to me.”
He lifts me off his lap and tucks his cock back into his boxers.
I reach for the sheet to cover my naked body and gaze up at him, thinking of what he said to me about not being with anyone else since me.If that’s true, then it must mean something.If he thought of me, then why did he shut me out.
“Why didn’t you write to me?” I ask the question as it pops into my mind.
“What?”
Now that I’ve said it I might as well continue.“When you were away. I know you sent notes to your brothers.Why didn’t I get a note or something?Proof of life.”
“I wanted you to forget me. It was easier if I had no contact.”