Misha Marius Meru (

Misha knew that he could force his young wife down for kisses, but he let Bella tease, the low heat in his belly curling and twisting with each brush of their lips. She looked beautiful like this, so sure of herself and the things she could do to him. It was so different from that first day, when she had wrapped her perfect lips around the neck of the champagne bottle.

"Fucking tease," he gasped, his voice like gravel, being torn from his chest. He thrust his hips up, grinding his cock into the crack of her ass. It was good, but not enough.

"What's Italian for 'I'm going to fuck you so hard in the ass that they'll hear you screaming back home' huh?"

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