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jerked her forward until her ass was close to the edge. 
    “What are you going to do?”  Adele ached to discover what Ambrogio had listed on his sexual menu.
    “I am not a careless man, but I wanted nothing more than to take you right there on the sand, damn the consequences.”  He sheathed himself with a condom. 
    “Ambrogio, please.”
    “I remember how tight you were last night.”  Ambrogio strummed at her labia.
    “You’re infuriating, stop teasing me.” 
    “I am?  How about when I do this?”  He curved his fingers against the coiled nerves bundled inside of her. 
    “You’re going to kill me,” Adele said. 
    “ I am going to give you a deep tissue massage… nella figa .”  He pulled his fingers free.
    Ambrogio didn’t give her any time to object, piercing her flesh, the perfect ending to his  sentence.  Inch by inch, Ambrogio pushed his hardness into her core.  Adele closed her eyes to the exquisite combination of pleasure and pain his invasion into her body caused.  She arched her back and wiggled her hips in response. 
    “Cara, you must be patient,” he said. 
    “You’re having trouble following your own advice,” Adele said. 
    A screen shot of ecstasy played across his face.  Ambrogio eyes rolled back into his head before he shut them tightly.  His concentration rippled in waves against his forehead as he burrowed himself deeper into Adele.
    The next scene on Ambrogio’s face:  a look of unadulterated wonder when he opened his eyes, focusing on the spot where their bodies connected.  Pierced to the hilt by Ambrogio’s throbbing manhood, Adele saw his face color with a different emotion.
    “ This is mine,” Ambrogio punctuated his sentence with a sharp thrust. 
    Adele bit the inside of her cheeks, his proclamation nearly did her in, making her wetter than she could have possibly imagined.  Stretched gloriously by Ambrogio, Adele shivered when he started a slow grind against her most intimate of parts.  His pelvic bone grazed her clit with every gyration of his waist . Adele’s fingers sought refuge in the deep V present in his oblique’s as she held on for dear life.
    “Faster,” Adele said.
    She raised her lips level to his as the pressure rose in her body.  Ambrogio plundered her mouth and her sex simultaneously.  His sexual prowess sent Adele plummeting straight into an body rocking orgasm.  Her head, held aloft to aid her desire for his lips, buckled under the strain.
    As Adele panted out the last breaths of her orgasm, Ambrogio changed positions.  He lifted her leg across his chest where it rejoined its partner.  He rode her side saddle, gripping the curve of her hip tightly for leverage. 
    “You’re so beautiful,” Ambrogio said. 
    He plowed into her with demanding thrusts.  Her timid moans and sighs grew into full blown screams.   Easily malleable, Adele felt like spaghetti cooked al dente . 
    When Adele moved from her side to her belly, Ambrogio propped one of her legs up on the table and continued his assault.   The table shook with the force of Ambrogio’s thrusts. 
    “Give me your arm, Cara,” Ambrogio said. 
    She placed her arm around his neck.  Twisted like a sex pretzel, Adele’s body contorted to accommodate Ambrogio’s kisses. 
    “Again,” Adele said. 
    “As you wish.” 
    He palmed her breast and tweaked her clit, ministrations which sent Adele flying.  Her body convulsed into spasms.   Ambrogio’s body jerked against hers, signaling the finale to their lovemaking. 
    With his sweaty forehead braced against her back, Ambrogio’s breath returned to normal.  She had regained strength in her legs, no longer needing the table to hold her up, she planted her feet firmly on the ground. 
    “You’ve ruined me forever,” Adele said. 
    She had never been taken to such heights during sex.  After what just transpired, Adele feared sex with anyone else would fail to measure up to what she had just experience. 
    “I