Chapter 149 SO SWEET.
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My body arched against Marco's as he drove into me, his thick cock slamming deep with every rough thrust. Sweat slicked our skin, the hotel room air thick with the scent of sex and urgency.
His hands gripped my hips hard, fingers digging into my flesh, pulling me onto him like he owned every inch of me. I screamed, my voice raw and broken, echoing off the walls as pleasure ripped through me.
God, this man always knew how to push me over the edge, to make my pussy clench around him until I shattered. No one else could fuck me like this, and make my mind go blank except for the fire building low in my belly.
He grunted with each pound, his breath hot against my neck, and his teeth grazing my shoulder as he bit down just enough to sting. I clawed at his back, my nails raking red lines across his skin, urging him harder, faster.
My legs wrapped tight around his waist, heels pressing into his ass to meet his rhythm. The bed creaked under us, sheets tangled and damp. I felt him swell inside me, hitting that spot that made stars burst behind my eyes.
“Fuck, yes,” I gasped, my walls pulsing as the orgasm crashed over me. He didn't stop, thrusting through my spasms, his own release following with a deep growl, hot cum flooding me as he pinned me down.
We collapsed, rolling onto our backs, chests heaving as we panted heavily.
My thighs ached, my pussy still throbbing from the intensity, a delicious soreness that reminded me how thoroughly he'd taken me. Marco's arm draped across my stomach, his fingers tracing idle patterns on my skin.
“Now that we are here, what next?” I asked, my voice still breathy, lungs burning from the effort.
“We get into action as planned, no stress,” he grunted, his tone low and reassuring, though I caught the edge of excitement in it.
He shifted, laying on his side to face me, his hand sliding up to cup my breast. His thumb brushed over my nipple, teasing it to a hard peak again. I shivered, the touch sending fresh sparks through me despite the exhaustion.
“But, are you certain he doesn't know the truth about her yet?” I asked, my mind already shifting from the haze of pleasure to the sharp focus of our scheme. Everything hinged on this, and on the deception holding just a little longer.
Marco shook his head, leaning closer until his lips hovered over my skin. Then he took my breast into his mouth, sucking hard on the nipple, his tongue swirling around it. The sensation pulled a moan from me, my body arching instinctively toward him.
“No,” he murmured against my flesh, the vibration humming through me. “I checked around and people still addressed her as you the last time I checked.”
“Very dumb people,” I said, a moan escaping as he nipped lightly, sending a jolt straight to my core.
“Right?” He lifted his head, his eyes dark with shared amusement and lust. 'I had never imagined that something as huge as that could slip him by. Too much for a Don, he is just stupid.”
I pushed him back onto the bed with a grin, swinging my leg over to straddle him. His cock, still semi-hard from before, twitched against my thigh as I settled on top. I leaned down, kissing his neck, tasting the salt of his sweat.
My lips trailed along his jaw, nipping at the stubble there. “And now, what do we do?” I asked again, my voice teasing, breath hot against his ear.
“You want it spelt out, don't you?” He kissed me back, his hands roaming up my sides to grip my waist, pulling me closer.
“Why not?” I replied, grinding slowly against him, feeling him harden beneath me.
“You infiltrate the house as her, it is no big deal.” His words were simple, but they carried the weight of our entire plan.
“Right, it is time I take back my place,” I moaned, capturing his lips in a deep kiss, our tongues tangling as I poured my determination into it.
He broke away slightly, his eyes searching mine. “You are not going to let that change your mind, would you? You know what is at stake.”
I laughed softly, the sound husky in the dim room. “Oh, are you jealous already?”
“As if I'd ever be,” Marco hissed, but there was a playful glint in his eyes, his hands squeezing my ass.
I trailed my finger down his chest, over the thick scar that marred his skin, a jagged reminder of some old betrayal, one that bonded us in ways words never could. It was rough under my touch, raised and pale against his tanned flesh.
“You don't need to be,’' I whispered, positioning myself above him.
“It will take a lot more…” I guided his now fully hardened cock to my entrance, sliding down slowly, inch by inch, until he filled me completely. My pussy stretched around him, wet and ready from our earlier round. “To get my mind off this... and you,” I groaned, the fullness making me shudder.
“Ah, you are so sweet, baby,’' he groaned, raising his hips to meet me, thrusting up as I began to ride him.
I set a steady pace, rolling my hips, feeling every ridge and vein of him drag against my inner walls. Pleasure built again, slower this time but no less intense.
“So, this will be a success, okay?” I moaned, my hands on his chest for leverage, nails digging into that scar.
“It better be,” he replied, his voice strained as he gripped my thighs. “Your role is as important as mine.”
“Trust me,” I said, picking up speed, bouncing harder now, my breasts jiggling with each movement. “No one would make me fail, not even…” I rode him faster, the slap of skin on skin filling the room, my clit grinding against his pelvis with every downstroke.
“Not even my bitch of a sister, Raina,” I cried out in pleasure, the words spilling from me as another climax crested, my body tightening around him.