A knock. A fucking knock sounded at his door. “Mr. Attano?” Nico slid his tongue between his teeth. He then motioned for me to be quiet and positioned himself at my entrance. “What is it?” he called out, just before plunging his cock into me. I gasped, but Nico clamped a hand around my mouth. Looming above me, he thrust his hips in as deep as he could stretch me, filling me with a surge of pleasure before drawing out again. “Your appointment is here. A Mr. Abernathy on behalf of Sabina Bianchi.” Nico gritted his teeth. His eyes squeezed shut as he tried to control the raspy edge in his voice.
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