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My tongue shoves between her lips, and she whihtens, forcing her to open for rip there to push her up against the leather seat, turning us so ht see if he snuck a peek

I kiss her deeply, passionately, pouring every ounce of possession I feel for her into the act, and finally, I feel her h she can’t control the kiss nearly asother than herpoint I knoill reach before we ever make it home

“Maxwell, park,” I bark through the haze of desire I’h on this wo inhaled froister the driver door being slah it’s not very acco due to ainst a door, and I’ under my deliberate movements I reach beneath the skirt of her soft cotton dress, one that looks just like a long T-shirt but fits her curves like a second skin, and grasp hold of the scrap of stretchy fabric covering her pussy With hardly any effort, I rip the panties off her, and she gasps, flinching slightly before her expression shows ery

“This, Bella” Two fingers shove into her without prea her too much pain I can smell hoet she is for me “This is the only pussy I will ever allow near roans deep in her chest as I curlher crea down my knuckles

“Oh God,” she whispers

“That wonito while I tried to find the fucker who dared to call my woman his wife” I swirl h-pitched whimper that setskill for ever putting you in danger” I circle her clit again, harder this tiers, and she starts to pant against my lips “She could’ve been anybody, completely faceless for all the attention I paid her Before you showed me that photo, I wouldn’t have been able to point her out in a lineup You are the only woman I care to keep in et to stake claim on me Do you understand?”

I pu out at a steady pace now, her hips rocking against my hand instinctively

“Do you understand?” I repeat on a grohen she doesn’t answer, pulling h to slap her swollen pussy,her squeal

“Yes! I understand,” she sobs out as I insert a third finger, her eyes widening at the sudden stretch

“That’s irl,” I tell her, and just like that, with one ers e that secret spot inside her, her pussy claits, as ainst the car door’sand screaasrind down on ht Fuckin her rapture, her face contorted in a ony and desire

So ister in unshot until Arabella’s door is suddenly jerked open and a gun is in my face

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DeLuca

My grip on her throat and s that keep round She screaain, this time in fear and shock instead of in pleasure, and ice fills my veins at the sound

I glance at the ground behind the black-clothing-covered body, seeing Maxwell lying there, a pool of blood starting to grow beneath hie

And then the gunrin on his fucking s on me?” Ferro puts his e to mock hurt “My heart, it breaks” He lifts his black eyes toa brow “I’d ask if you’re into necrophilia, seeing as you’re fingerfucking a woman you said was dead, but by the flush in her cheeks I’ve never seen there before in all our years of e, I’d say… DeLuca, you lied toout with a pout