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the ass and she squirmed a bit for him. “I will decide how to deal with Armando Mancini. If a brother is what you want to play with, Marie, I will bend him for you. After I break his knees and dust his empire.”
    The threat tickled Marietta, she giggled. She didn’t care if Lorenzo wanted the Mancini empire. She learned early in her marriage that her husband’s ambitions would lead him toward some goal such as this. What thrilled her was his willingness to do anything to make her happy. Never in her life had she had that kind of unconditional love.
    She kissed his brow. “You’re so bad, Lo! I love it! And for the record there is no man, no one, who will ever make me forget the lessons you’ve taught me. I will do whatever you want me to do. I swear it.” She bounced on his lap with excitement.
     
    Lorenzo laughed. He shook his head smiling. Marietta climbed off him. She stood between him and his desk. Her lips were more persuasive than her words. If she kissed him again he’d do whatever she asked. But she didn’t. Instead she slowly untied the sash to her robe and let the delicate fabric drift down her arms. Again he drank in her beauty. Her body was flawless. The diamond piercing in her bellybutton sparkled. Marie fluffed out her hair and turned to give him full view of her ample butt cheeks. She leaned on his desk. She cast him a look over her shoulder that challenged the beast in him. Then she spread her feet and dipped her spine to give her ass life.
    “I’ve missed you so bad, Lo. Fuck me. Now,” she pleaded. Lorenzo scooted his chair closer. Her pussy was now level with his mouth. He closed his eyes and inhaled her rich scent.
    “Kiss me, Lo,” she said and reached between her parted thighs to ply her pussy lips apart. He kissed his wife appropriately. His tongue swept and licked from her clit to her forbidden zone. She cried out the way she often did when he fucked her with his tongue. He heard several items push off his desk and crash to the floor. Lorenzo put an iron grip on her thighs and she lifted on her toes. His lids fluttered shut as her cries for mercy only made him want to feast and feast.
    Lorenzo couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have her. He wanted it all with her—his very own legacy. A dynasty to leave to his sons. Men like him didn’t live until old age. Lorenzo had no intention of dying, but even he and his brothers knew the reaper would come for them, like it had for their fathers before them. That’s why having sons was important.
    “Don’t stop! Don’t!” she shouted.
    Lorenzo stood. She turned her gaze back over her shoulder to watch as he freed his cock. He lifted her by the hips for the strike. Her knees buckled but she stayed in position for him. That tight pussy of hers squeezed the head of his dick after the first plunge. The breech was glorious. He exhaled hard. Three weeks and he hadn’t touched his wife. What the fuck was he thinking? He gave her another shallow thrust and Marietta’s forehead dropped on the desk. He pushed down on the center of her back to keep her cherry ass nice and high for his invading cock. His mouth formed the perfect shaped O. And his head dropped back. The spasms of her pussy were intensely tight as she worked her ass for him. He learned early on that his woman savored this part. Fuck! It was his favorite part too. He loved to fuck her from behind. He didn’t want to explode. He was so close. Slow and easy he fed her pussy more of him, and then withdrew. He closed his eyes and willed his dick to not rush to the finish line. But the pain for release hammered his pelvis and sent cramps through his groin.
    “Fuck! Fuck!” he shouted, and started thrusting in her harder once more. “Fuck! Damn it!” he wheezed as he felt his control slip.
    “More, baby, give me more,” she whimpered. Lorenzo bit hard on his bottom lip, nearly drawing blood. Marietta danced and moved like no other woman he’d ever known. Even now with him bending