Epilogue #2
“Fuck,” he groans, rocking his hips and thrusting into my hand while he tugs my shirt off and makes quick work of my bra. “Pants off. Now,” he growls, tugging at my jeans as I lift my ass so he can pull them off, taking my boy shorts with them.
His fingers run along my body, grazing my pierced nipples, and then dipping lower to caress my stomach and run over my scar. He ghosts them over the wrap that covers my new tattoo and groans.
“Goddamn, amore . I had no idea you could get any sexier. You look beautiful with my name on your skin, and seeing it drives me fucking crazy.”
Dragging his fingers lower, he cups my pussy in a possessive grip that’s tight enough to part my lips as one of his fingers dips inside.
“So wet for me, piccola vipera .” He slowly fingers me, making me squirm beneath him while his dark eyes watch me.
“Did you come on the ride home? I saw you rocking your hips, so fucking hungry for my cock you couldn’t hold still.
” The pad of his thumb grazes my clit, making me gasp at the rush of pleasure.
“Hmm, amore ? Did you disobey me and come?”
“No,” I moan, rocking my hips to meet him. “But I’m about to.”
He grins and moves his hand, replacing it with the thick head of his cock. Before he slides into me, he brings his mouth to mine and whispers, “ Ti amo , baby,” before kissing me hard.
He spreads me wide, hitting me deep as he rocks his hips.
The friction causes my piercing to move, and in seconds I’m screaming his name and dragging my nails up his back.
His tongue runs along mine as he cups the back of my head, fucking me through my orgasm in a steady rhythm.
I know he wants it harder, faster, deeper, and as soon as my body starts to come down, I shove on his shoulder, pushing him over so I can be on top.
He gives a deep groan of approval when I start to ride his length, working my way up and down his thick shaft, and when it’s not enough, I sit up, bracing my hands on his powerful chest for leverage as I work him harder.
The diamond ring rests on my chest, the weight of it a comforting presence as I ride my husband.
His eyes are heavy-lidded and dark with lust as he watches my tits bounce and my pussy take him in. Reaching up, he grabs one of my breasts, fingering the piercing as the pressure between my legs starts to build again.
“Jesus Christ,” he groans when I tip my head back and start to come.
My inner walls tense, squeezing him even tighter, but he refuses to let go with me.
Instead, he watches me take my pleasure and holds back his own.
Rocking my hips, I let the aftershocks run through me until I’m panting and sweaty and my heart is racing so fast I swear he can see it through my chest.
Wrapping his fingers around my neck, he pulls me down so he can kiss me. He’s still rock-hard and buried inside me, but the kiss is slow and erotic and if I hadn’t just come, it would’ve easily pushed me over the edge.
“I want you on your stomach, amore, ” he murmurs against my lips. “Let me see that pretty ass.”
With a lazy grin on my face, I do as he says.
I know how much he loves this position, how much he likes seeing my dragon tattoo as he slams into me from behind.
His hands press into the bed on either side of my head as he lowers down to press a line of kisses along my shoulder, slowly making his way to the back of my neck.
I close my eyes, savoring the feel of his mouth on my skin, the soft drag of his teeth along my spine, the wet heat of his tongue as he trails even lower.
When he gets to the top of my ass, the spot where he usually stops, my eyes pop open, because this time he doesn’t quit and start working his way back up.
He keeps dipping lower.
“Easy, amore ,” he murmurs against my skin. His hands move as he lifts up, and when he grabs my butt, a cheek in each hand, my body tenses. Kneading my cheeks in a way that makes me want to arch my back and purr, he says, “I really love your ass, little viper.”
The butt massage is making me so relaxed I could close my eyes and sleep, but then he lifts his hand, bringing it down hard enough to sting.
“Fuck,” I groan, and when my ass arches up like it has a mind of its own, I hear his deep chuckle before he rewards me with another spank.
With my ass still stinging, he palms my cheeks, spreading them wide before surprising the hell out of me by giving my asshole a long, slow lick.
I mumble something incoherent and fist the sheets as he swirls his tongue, lighting up every single nerve ending and making me wonder why I’ve always been so scared of ass play. I’ve seriously been missing out.
When he grabs my hips, lifting me onto my knees, I don’t let myself become embarrassed.
I rock my hips and give him better access as he groans and keeps working me with that skilled tongue of his.
My pussy pulses at air, my body eager to have him inside me again, and when I rock my hips and beg him for more, he gives me a suck that makes my toes curl and then backs away, leaving me exposed with nothing but cool air touching all the wet, delicate skin that’s overly sensitive and desperate for more.
I stay where I’m at, not even turning my head when I hear him reach over and open the nightstand drawer. I know he’s grabbing a bottle of lube, and when I feel the cool slickness hit my exposed back hole, I fist the sheets in anticipation.
“We’re taking this slow, amore ,” he says, circling my ass with his wet finger. “Tell me to stop if anything hurts, okay?”
“I will,” I say, trying like hell to keep my body as relaxed as possible as he starts to slide a finger in.
“That’s right, streghetta mia , just like that.”
I take a few deep breaths, willing my muscles to relax as he slides his finger all the way in. When he twirls it and slides back out, I gasp his name in surprise.
“You like that?” he asks, doing the same motion again.
“Yes,” I moan.
“Fuck, baby, you’re doing so goddamn good. Your tight little ass is relaxing so good for me. You want another finger?”
“Yes,” I say, barely getting the word out before I feel him start to nudge in a second finger.
For a brief moment, I feel like it’s too much, like I won’t be able to handle it, but then he slides back out, giving my body a chance to adjust. He slowly works his fingers in and out of me, until my body is relaxed enough to take both in.
“Such a good fucking girl,” he growls right before I feel him press the head of his cock against my pussy and slide in. The unexpected sensation of having my pussy filled again while his fingers are buried deep in my ass is enough to make me explode.
“Goddamn,” he growls. “Your ass and pussy are squeezing me so fucking tightly. Fuck, I’m so close.”
“Do it,” I moan, still locked in the throes of my own release.
He gives my cheek another hard spank. “No, I’m coming in your ass tonight, amore. God, your pussy is so damn tempting, though. ”
With a pained groan, he forces himself to pull out. A second later, the head of his cock is pressing hard against my ass. My body, still limp and relaxed from my orgasm, offers little resistance as he presses in past the tight ring of muscle.
“Fuck,” he growls, slowing sliding in a bit more. “You have no idea how sexy you look, amore , bent over, on your knees, with your pretty little asshole wrapped around my cock. Fucking gorgeous.”
I hear the awe in his voice and the love that’s mixed in with it, and when he starts to slide in even more, I moan his name, completely lost to the moment.
“You okay, little viper?” he asks, easing back out of me again.
“Yes. I’m okay,” I tell him, barely recognizing the raw sound of my own voice.
One of his hands stays locked on my hip and the other runs up my spine before fisting my hair and jerking my head back, not enough to hurt, but just enough to let me know I’m trapped.
It pulls a deep moan from me, just like he knew it would, and when he starts to slowly fuck my ass, I give myself over to him, fully submitting to him in a way that I never would for anyone else.
“Touch yourself, amore . Play with that gorgeous pussy. I want to feel you come while I’m buried deep in your ass.”
I groan at his words, already feeling close and knowing it won’t take much.
My hand snakes between my legs, not at all surprised to find my pussy soaked, arousal dripping down my inner thighs.
My clit is slippery, making it easy to rub myself, nudging my piercing so it moves just how I need it to and pulling another deep moan from my throat.
Dario slides in deep, keeping the pace slow enough for me to handle but no less intense, and when I start to come, I moan his name, losing myself in the pleasure and the feel of him.
My pussy and ass clench as ecstasy washes over and through me, and when he feels it, he growls my name and buries himself deep.
I feel him pulse inside me, claiming this last part of my body and making it his.
My body shakes, and the only thing keeping me up is his hand on my hip. His fingers soften in my hair before sliding down my spine, and when he very slowly pulls out of my ass, I hiss out a breath and sink into the bed, too tired to even flip over.
He’s next to me in an instant, wrapping his arms around my stomach and tucking me against him as he curls his powerful body around mine.
“ Ti amo , Mia. More than you can ever know, little viper.”
He kisses my neck and brushes sweaty hair back from my face while I give him a lazy, satisfied smile.
“I love you, too,” I tell him. “You’ve been holding out. That was amazing.”
He grins and kisses me again. “I knew you’d love it, but I didn’t want to rush you. Plus, you were so adamant that my cock was never getting into your ass. Believe it or not, sometimes you can be stubborn.”
I laugh while he kisses my neck and then settles his head above mine on the pillow.
“You love how stubborn I can be,” I remind him.
“I do,” he admits. “I love every single thing about you, piccola vipera .”
“And I love everything about you,” I say, bringing his forearm to my mouth and kissing the scar from where I’d bitten him.
He gives a soft laugh, probably remembering the exact moment when I’d sunk my teeth into him, before he wraps his arm around me again. I relax into him, loving the way he makes me feel protected and safe and loved. I may not need him to save my ass, but it’s nice to know he can.
Feeling every bit like the luckiest woman alive, I close my eyes, enjoying the fact that I ache in all the best places, and hoping I fall asleep like this every night for the rest of my life.
Knowing my husband, I will, and when I kiss his arm again, I hear his masculine groan in my ear.
I’m content in a way I hadn’t thought possible.
I have a place in my family’s Bratva, the freedom to be who I want and need to be, and the love of a man who continually knocks me on my ass in the best way possible.
I have everything I could ever want, and I know it’s only going to get better. In a few weeks, I’ll be working with my brother, proving myself within our Bratva, and then coming home to an insanely sexy Italian who can’t keep his hands off me.
A girl could get used to this kind of life.
Giving his arm another kiss, I snuggle in deeper, already looking forward to tomorrow.
THE END
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