Corey
“Oh, you’ll like it, bella. I’ll make sure of it.” Stefano rubs the head of his sheathed c**k over my swollen opening.
I moan, and my eyeballs roll back in my head. So help me God, I know he will. I’m freaking dying for Stefano to get me off. My whole body’s fevered and needy for him. And I have no doubt he’ll deliver everything I need.
I bend my knees up in offering.
The truth is, I’m enjoying my imprisonment with Stefano Tacone way too much. The man is far too sexy for his own good. For my own good.
He eases in, this thick member stretching me wide. Once seated, he withdraws, grips the tops of my thighs and plows back in, bumping my a*s with his balls.
It’s exactly what my body craves.
Stefano lets out a growl of pleasure, holding me tighter as he increases his speed. “Yes,”
