A Very Marcello Christmas by Bethany_Kris

Author:Bethany_Kris [Bethany_Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bethany-Kris
Published: 2017-12-23T16:00:00+00:00

December 10th

Catrina laughed breathlessly—a bitter ring clinging to her amusement—as she found herself flipped over, and pushed to the edge of the bed. Her laughter only spurred her husband on more, urging his baser needs to come out and play.

She didn’t mind that at all.

Dante bent her over the bed, slapped her ass hard enough to take her breath away, and then he was kicking her legs apart again. He gave no warning before he split her open with his cock once more—the thrust sending her up on her toes and crying out as bliss saturated her senses.

At least when he was fucking her, he was focusing on something other than his problems. Or rather, he was focusing that anger into something worth doing.

Every brutal thrust brought Catrina closer and closer to the edge. Dante had been playing the tease game for a while, now, denying her orgasm whenever it came close enough that she could practically taste it.

His hands fisted her hair, yanked her back, and he fucked her harder.

Damn, she was wet.

Slick down her inner thighs.

Sweat beading on her spine.

Shaky in her knees.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Catrina chanted.

Dante’s husky laughter practically skipped across her skin. He pounded harder into her from behind, and fireworks lit like sparks over her skin.

“Like that, amore? That’s what you wanted, wasn’t it?”

“You’re such an asshole, bello.”

Her insult only made his tempo increase. One of his hands left her hair to wrap around her throat. His fingers tightened just enough to make her see stars.

She thought to insult him again, if only to see what else she could get out of it, but she didn’t. Instead, she gave into the cloyingly sweet release bubbling up through her gut and spilling into her bloodstream.

Don’t fucking stop.

It became her mantra as the orgasm raced through her body.

Catrina damn near sobbed her way through the force of it. So damn intense, like nothing else. They weren’t a big fight and fuck couple. It encouraged couples to fight more often just to fuck, so they could feel that way again.

Sometimes, though, it was worth it.

Like now.

“Jesus Christ,” Dante grunted behind her. And then louder, “Fuck, Cat.”

She felt him pull out a second before warm cum painted her naked back. He didn’t let go of the hold he had on her body, or her hair, as he rubbed his dick through the semen, smearing it across her overheated skin.

Catrina used the few seconds she had to catch her breath. It didn’t really help.

This had started with a few shouts.

Then, Catrina had got in Dante’s face. Something she never did. Catrina was not the kind of woman who needed to get up close and personal in a man’s space to get him riled up. She could do that from twenty feet away, fully dressed, and with a fucking smile on her face.

She wanted to push, Dante, though.

She had to.

And what did her husband do?

He laughed her.

Fucking laughed.

Catrina might have slapped him, but she couldn’t say. What came after that was a blur of biting kisses, stinging words, and then the bed.

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