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“Do you want me to eat this pretty pussy of yours, gattina?”
“You taste so good, Kat, exactly how I knew you would, just like honey. Be a good girl and come for me.”
“Be a good girl and fuck yourself, gattina.”
“We’re supposed to ease into this,” he moans. I quicken my pace, losing myself in the feeling. “Exactly,” I pant, “ease into me.”
“My good girl loves it when I fill her hot aching cunt with my come.” He pulls back, and, looking down at me, he groans, “Fuck, Kat, you’re a goddamn wet dream.”
“I mean, I love a good slow burn, but to read an entire book and there not be any spice? That feels like kind of a waste,” Rose explains.
“I’m going to fuck that pretty throat of yours. Consider it punishment for the weeks of silence I’ve had to endure from you.”
“Not a chance, gattina; you won’t be touching yourself. Your pussy is all mine tonight.”
“You look so good with my cock in your throat, such a good fucking girl, gattina.”
“I love you like you’re the first and the last breath of fresh air I’ll ever take.” He presses another kiss to my hair. “Like you’re the blood running through my veins,” he whispers into my neck. “Please, never leave me again.”2 His voice is choked, and I repress a sob. “I don’t think I’d make it.”

