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MASSIMO

It’s so easy for me to forget that Paisley isn’t from this world. I dragged her into it against her wishes. As I lead her up the stairs of the Morrone Mansion, I know that I would do it all over again if I had to. The moment I saw this girl, I knew she was destined for me. Don’t tell me how I knew it, I just did. As if my soul recognized hers.

We walk in through the doors to the mansion, and although I should brief my men, I can’t find it in me to do that right now. All I want is to drown in my wife. Luca can handle any questions. I pull my cell phone out and send him a message, telling him not to bother me until the morning.

“Do you need to go?” Paisley asks, looking a little disappointed.

I shake my head. “No, let’s go to bed.”

Her brow furrows. “Isn’t it a bit early to go to bed?” she points out, glancing at the clock. “It’s only nine o’clock.”

I arch a brow. “No. We need an early start with all the things I plan to do to you tonight.”

She visibly shudders, eyes dilating with desire. “And what is it you have in mind?”

I open the door to the bedroom and push her inside, shutting the door and locking it. “So many filthy fucking things, princess.”

She bites on her bottom lip seductively, making my cock leak. “Tell me.”

I raise a brow at her demand, but I’m in a playful mood as I move toward her. “First,” I murmur, walking in a circle around her. “I think I’ll undress you slowly.” My finger finds the zip of her dress and I pull it down, groaning when it pools around her hips, revealing her beautiful creamy skin. I slowly pull the dress down until it drops to her ankles and spanks her firm ass. “And then I’m going to kneel before you,” I mutter, unclasping her bra and chucking it to one side.

Paisley shudders in anticipation. “What then?”

I chuckle softly. “So impatient, baby.” I pull her panties down and grab her hand. “Step out of the clothes.”

She does as I tell her, moving closer to me.

I take a step back and admire her, completely naked and vulnerable, in front of me. “A piece of artwork.”

Her cheeks redden and she rubs her thighs together, clearly affected by my seductive tactics.

“I’m going to feast on you, princess.”

Her lips part as I kneel before her, knowing I’d only ever assume this position for her. I grab one of her legs and lift it, setting it on my shoulder to give me better access to her pretty pussy.

“Tell me what you want,” I order.

She bites her bottom lip. “You. All of you.”

I groan and bury my face in her arousal, licking her clit first with teasing gentleness.

Paisley moans and claws her fingers through my hair. “Massimo,” she mutters my name, eyes clamping shut as I pleasure her. “Fuck, yes.”

I nip her clit with the edge of my teeth gently and she bucks toward me, moaning even louder. Her fingernails dig into my scalp harder as I drive her toward the edge. I smirk and then continue my assault on her, making her groan as my tongue slides in and out of her. She needs this as badly as I do.

I cup her ass cheeks in my hands, enjoying the way each one feels against my palm. And then I suck on her clit hard, making her jerk in pleasure.

“Are you enjoying yourself, princess?”

Her eyes flash as she arches her back, trying to get my mouth back where she wants it. “Yes, sir.”

“Good girl,” I purr, before nipping at her clit again with my teeth.

That’s all it takes for her to come apart, as her entire body shakes. “Fuck, yes, Massimo!” She cries, no longer able to stem the oncoming tide.

I love the way it sounds when she cries my name, especially when she’s coming apart. I lick her through her climax, lapping up every single drop of her arousal. Her eyes roll back in her head as I continue and I can tell she’d happily remain like this for the rest of her life, brought to climax over and over with my tongue.

I remove her leg from my shoulder, making her wobble as she tries to gain her footing. Rising from my kneeling position, I tower over her and kiss her soft lips. “Do you want to know what I’m going to do to you now?”

She nods. “Please, sir.”

I trace my fingers lightly over her breasts. “I’m going to shove the largest butt plug I own in your tight little asshole,” I breathe.

Paisley gasps softly, her back arching in response.

“And then, once it’s firmly inside of you. I’m going to fill that pretty little cunt and stretch you like you’ve never been stretched before.”

She moans, eyes flickering shut.

I grab hold of her throat, loving the way she looks with my palm around it as a collar. “Do you like the idea of being that full, princess?”

“Yes, please.” Her eyes open. “Oh god, yes, Massimo.”

I chuckle and lean toward her ear, biting her earlobe. “Wait here and don’t move a muscle.”

She stiffens on command as I go to fetch the butt-plug I have in mind, knowing that seeing her full with my cock and a plug is going to be the most erotic experience of my life.

When I return, my obedient wife is still in the exact same spot waiting for me.

“Bend over the bed, princess.”


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