{IVANNA}
Straightening, he takes my arms and folds them behind my back. His grip is punishing as he holds onto me, but I don't notice. I feel light and airy, my body pliant and filled with sensation. He begins fucking me then, punches of his hips that rattle my teeth as he jerks me onto his cock again and again. Then his thumb slides between my ass cheeks and begins toying with my hole. I can't even complain because everything he is doing feels so fucking good.
"I think I must reacquaint myself with all your holes," he says as the digit dives inside. "Would you like that? Your papi's cock in your ass again?"
My tongue is thick and awkward, desire making me stupid. I can only nod, craving everything filthy he will give me. There is no reason to pretend I don't want it when we both know I did.
This man is going to be my husband.
He hisses through his teeth when my body clamps down on him. "Yes. Yes, squeeze my dick again."
