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please that did it. That made him rear up and shuck off his pants and underwear and crawl up the length of her, enjoying every inch along the way. “Taste how good you are.” He stuck out his tongue and felt himself harden when she sucked it into her own mouth. She moaned and he bucked against her, making her moan. “I like the taste of us together,” she said with a sated smile on her face.
    Rearing up on his knees, Alessandro used her juices to lubricate his cock. She was so hot and slick he wasn’t sure how long he could last. “You feel incredible,” he grunted as his tip breached her opening. He exhaled a hiss when he was fully seated, looking down into her sparkling golden gaze. “Okay?”
    “I will be if you move,” she complained, still sassy.
    “As you wish,” he replied and pulled nearly all the way out before slamming deep inside of her.
    His strokes started off long and slow, torturing her until she wanted to flip him over and ride him to completion, as if she could. She lifted her legs until they rested just below his ribs, changing the angle for deeper penetration. “Oh yes,” she rasped out when he hit that special spot that caused temporary blindness. “Faster,” she urged, using her feet to nudge him deeper.
    “You’re so fucking wet,” he growled and picked up the pace. The new angle gave him deeper access and made her wetter. His inner animal was unleashed. “Ah,” he grunted and pulled almost all the way out before he hammered into her. Faster and faster he pounded until Eve was scoring his back and screaming his name. He felt the sweat trickle down his back, between her breasts, and he knew. She was close. Her walls squeezed him tight, so damn tight he saw spots swirling around his vision.
    “I’m coming, Alessandro,” she shouted just moments before her vice squeezed so tight he was only capable of short, hard strokes that quickly sent him right over the edge with her. She cried and screamed as her body shook uncontrollably for long minutes before she was able to gain some sense of control. “Wow.”
    He pumped into her one final time and shook as his seed poured into her body. “Oh, oh. Oh!” He collapsed on top of her, kissing her neck as his breathing slowed.
    “It’s a good thing you brought a double helping of fuel,” she chuckled while he was still deep in her and he groaned. She laughed harder.

Chapter Six
    Eve was in trouble. Deep trouble. What was supposed to be one night of incredibly hot, mind blowing sex had turned into…more. Specifically, it had turned into twenty-one nights of world-rocking bliss. He came to her place after work, most nights with dinner, and proceeded to treat her body to the most delicious form of torture imaginable. That part was great.
    The problem was that it was more than just sex. They spent time talking about their day and about his businesses and hers. They shared bad relationship stories, ugly childhood photos, and even random likes and dislikes. She smiled reluctantly at a recent game of “either or” where she learned he preferred pie to cake – blasphemous – and tacos to burritos. It was weird to her, but he gave her a very naughty thank you after she made fish tacos for him.
    The fact that she cooked for a man was what troubled her most. The last man she’d cooked for had left her high and dry before cleaning out her bank account. She needed to put an end to this. Today. Tonight. After dinner. Yep, after dinner she would tell Alessandro they had burned out their desire and could no longer see each other.
    With that settled, Eve changed into her simple silk nightgown that barely skimmed her thighs. It was a cream color that highlighted her skin and he loved white on her. “One last night,” she whispered more to strengthen her resolve than as a reminder. Who was she kidding? She was freaking out. She picked up her phone and waited. “Carla.”
    Carla heard the needy whimper in her best friend’s voice right away.