I couldn’t stop though, the feeling of my husband’s cock bare in my pussy was too much. I rode him hard and met his deep thrust over and over again.
“You feel that?” He murmured against my ear. “That pussy belongs on my dick, nothing between us. I’ll make an empire with you, ragazza. Give me a baby, huh? One I’ll love just as much as you.”
I froze and turned to search his gaze over my shoulder. “You mean that?”
His mouth lifted to a smile. “You said at that theme park a long time ago you wanted one.”
I bit my lip. “You’re giving me what I want?”
“Well, what I want too.” He leaned in and kissed my cheek. Then he squeezed my thigh and flexed his dick in me. “Let’s make a baby now, Morina Armanelli.”
I bit my lip and rolled my hips on him.
“Fuck,” He ground out and pulled my hair so that my ass arched harder into his lap. “Scream my name, ragazza.”
His words sent me over the edge. He’d made the quick decision to make a baby with me, one he knew I wanted. I hit a high out there on the balcony that night with the man I loved.
“Sebastian Armanelli.”
THE END