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“To marry him.”

Double punch.

Then she hits the pads with quick, hard jabs, letting out so much of that anger and frustration that has been eating her up from the inside.

Watching her dispel some of those demons is absolutely mesmerizing, and also incredibly hot.

When she stops, her arms fall limply to her sides, and she sinks to her hands and knees, her whole torso heaving from her fast breathing.

I rip off my mitts and throw them behind me. Then I grab her by the shoulders and flip her onto her back. I straddle her, untie her gloves, and take them off. The wraps are next, and I make quick work of them, throwing one away, while bunching the other in my hand.

Grasping both of Gemma’s hands in mine, I kiss one, then the other. While keeping an eye on her and her expression, I use the wrap and bind her hands together.

“Hurry.” Her lower body wiggles underneath mine, like she’s rubbing her thighs together to alleviate some of the ache between her legs.

My dick is so hard from the way she punched, I want to sink into her right this second. Watching her beat the crap out of some of her demons was a major turn-on.

I put her hands above her head, and she whimpers, so I bend down to capture her mouth and make it mine. I could feast on her soft lips, or suck on her tongue, for hours. Every time we kiss, she becomes bolder and more playful. Denying me my kiss, just to snatch my lips between her teeth a moment later.

Next is her shirt. It’s so old and flimsy, it doesn’t take much to rip it in half, right down the middle.

Gemma gasps at the action and arches her back. Her tits press against the constraints of her bra, so I free them and lower my mouth to suck on one hard nipple then the other. The brown tips are slick and salty, mixed with Gemma’s own scent. It’s perfect.She’sperfect.

She tilts her head back and opens her mouth to let out a low moan. I love hearing her without any restraint, to know she drops her timid public mask for me and doesn’t pretend.

“Matteo, please.”

“Please, what, baby? You want me to fuck your pussy, or do you want my cock in your mouth?”

A small shiver runs through her body at my question, and she rasps out, “Both.”

I get up to take off my boxers, taking care of her panties while I’m at it, pulling them down her legs before bunching them in my hand. Then I wrap them around my cock and give it a few strokes.

Fuck.

Everything about this woman is a damn turn-on, a thrill that’s deep in my blood and has me so hooked, it’s on the way to turning into an obsession. Or maybe it already has.

I wasn’t lying earlier when I said she’s not going to marry that old fucker. Or anyone else for that matter. I’m going to kill each and every one of them if it means I get to keep her.

I toss the panties on the floor and straddle her again. This time, I move closer to her face, my knees almost next to her ears. Gemma wets her lips while she stares at my cock, and it twitches in anticipation. Then she darts out her tongue to lick my tip, and I groan loudly at the contact.

Leaning over her, I snatch the discarded shirt and put it under her head as a cushion.

She whimpers again, this time definitely rubbing her thighs together.

“You want me to feed you my cock?”

Her eyes fly up to mine, and while keeping eye contact, she nods. “Yes.”

Shit, she really is perfect.

I inch closer, palming my cock right in front of her lips. “Open wide, baby, and take me like a good girl.”

Her warm lips wrap around my cock as I push in, sucking on it while her tongue glides along the underside of my cock in a way that has me pausing to enjoy this sensation some more. I rock halfway into her mouth several times until I can’t wait any longer and shift forward.

Her eyes tear up as I hit the back of her throat, holding myself there for a few seconds, before pulling back to thrust in over and over. My balls grow heavier and tighter with every thrust, and when she moans around my cock, I almost shoot my load right there. But I want to come deep in her pussy, so I pump a few more times, then slip out of her mouth.

I trail my hand down her body, squeezing her breasts several times before I reach behind me for her pussy. She’s wet, and I sink two fingers inside before spreading her arousal around her lips and clit.


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