Chapter 82

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Mirabella's Pov Matteo likes pain, especially pain accompanied by pleasure. And as I kneel by his feet, his c**k on my face, his hooded eyes staring down at me, I know he craves the pain. He desires to express his animality but is restraining himself. I do not want him to restrain himself. The two hands curled around his thick length tightens so hard it draws a strangled groan from his throat. One would expect him to recoil, but he doesn’t. He pushes himself forward as if asking me for more. And I give him more. I kiss up his crown, my tongue darting out to lick off the pre-c*m oozing from his tip. He moans, tightening his hold on my hair. “f***s sake, Mirabella,” he breathes harshly. “Patience, baby,” I whisper as I flatten my tongue at his base, lazily gliding upward and snaking a

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