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Santino carried her into the large shower stall and
placed her on the rounded, built-in fiberglass stool.
Two shower-heads rained with the hot water and she
propped her head against the smooth surface behind
her, watching him bathe in front of her. His muscles
flexed without effort. He took a washcloth and
rubbed his genitals eyeing her like he expected her to
stop him, and she wished her hand had been there. At
the same time, she d never seen anything sexier.
Santino DeLuca possessed a raw hunger. The
evidence existed in a gaze so hot that flames
should ve danced in his eyes. The hard length of his
cock hanging between his legs presented a solid
temptation. He washed and lathered, caressed and
waited. Time was on his side. He would wait for her
to move first if he had to stand there all night.
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She went to him, passing off the same bar of soap
he d recently dropped in a dish. Turning her back,
she pushed her hair away from her nape and handed
him a washcloth,
He caressed her body with wandering hands and a
soothing touch. There wasn t any doubt. Santino was
her first breath and her second. He made her
vulnerable, practically feeble when he touched her.
But when they were together, facing their enemies,
no one made her feel stronger or more capable than
Santino.
God, you feel so good. His lips maintained
distance. A moist mouth hovered over hers but he
didn t kiss her; only acknowledged he would by
whispering one or two sweet nothings at the corner of
her mouth. His fingers skimmed her curves. He
smoothed his palms over her breasts and waist,
finally reaching her bottom where he squeezed and
released, breathing harder against her ear.
Controlled, Santino practiced forced restraint. He
backed away from her and shook his head under the
spouting water; as if he needed the drops of moisture
in his face to shake him up or force him to
reconsider. After the second time his will was lost.
She deliberately stole it from him.
Ally wrapped her hand around his cock, and what
started out as a slow-moving hand job turned
downright dirty. She jerked him, working for a full
release, one meant to destroy him in an instant.
Ally, he rasped. This is your last warning.
You know what you can do with that warning.
His lips twitched and he pushed the weight of his
cock through her tight grip. Damn, baby.
Finally, she could breathe. She d won. He would
give her what she needed most right then.
His lips fluttered over her eyelids, then met the
tip of her nose, and finally settled on her lips. His
whole mouth collected hers, consuming one ravenous
kiss after another.
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Her nerve endings were sensitized under his touch
and she was aware of the physical attraction as much
as the psychological requirement. She needed
Santino, in every aspect of her life.
Don t lose me, Ally. Don t lose this. Let me have
you without anyone else to interfere. He picked her
up and hooked her legs around his middle.
That s it, sugar. You know in your heart, you
belong to me. His appetite for desire was evident in
every syllable. The longing appeared in many forms,
in his facial expressions and voice. Santino handled
himself, fondling his cock until he settled the tip
between her drenched pussy lips.
Grabbing her hips, he pressed her back against
the slippery, wet wall and she opened up to him. And
he found her just as wet as he d left her before,
drenching with a need so absurd he found it
preposterous to think she d actually believe she could
ever do without him.
He fucked her. He buried himself balls deep
inside her warm pussy and pounded inside her.
Santino gripped one of her hands while the other
one held her ass. He wedged his cock inside her
parted folds and plunged forward with a need so
downright obsessive fighting for control of any sort
would ve been a mute effort.
Ally, sweet Ally.
Don t stop, Santino. She clawed his shoulders.
Locking her ankles behind his back she gasped each
time he drove into her and still begged for more.
The way he fucked her was a sinful surge of
carnal desires. He couldn t control himself. He
couldn t slow his pace. He used her body for leverage
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