REINA
When Domenico said he wanted to f**k me on my husband's bed, I thought he was joking, until he picked me up, threw me over his shoulder and brought me here.
He didn't even wait for me to protest before throwing me onto the bed, and buried his already hard c**k back into my p***y.
The first hard thrust ripped the air from my lungs. I clutched at his shoulders, eyes wide, as Domenico drove into me again, slow enough that I felt every thick inch stretch me, but deep enough to make my body shudder against the mattress.
I couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. Every part of me screamed this was wrong, but my hips betrayed me, lifting to meet him, desperate for more.
“God, listen to you,” he growled against my ear, voice harsh and ragged. “Your p***y’s sucking me in like it’s starving. Yo
