~Dont leave me~

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"Fuck!" She takes her face off my neck.

"Did it hurt?" I asked her

"A little bit, but don't even think about to stop" she warns me with a smile.

I smile her back by kissing her  lips.

She moves her hips cheering more, her wetness covering my dick as I go in and out, accelerating the thrusts. Her eyes darken in ecstasy as she dilates and throbs for more of me. I want to give her more, she makes music with every moan, with every grunt, it makes my skin crawl.

My heart races as my thoughts sink into the surge of pleasure that her body provides. She moans again and I ran her as i caught her mouth, stifling the scream that provokes all the satisfaction that invades her.

It kills me the way she melts in my arm every time I penetrate her. I wrap her in my arms, holding her face, forcing her to look at me since her eager eyes are the trigger for my climax.

"I'll never get tired of this" I kissed her without stopping thrusting her.

She moves her waist, digging her nails into my back as I catch her lower lip with my teeth, my veins throb and my breath shakes as I dig into her pussy, spilling every last drop.

She blinks when I move away laying in bed next to her, this time she is the one who embraces me leaving her head on my chest.

"I'm tired" she says with her eyes closed

"I'm tired too, but before we get to sleep I need to tell you something" I started playing with her hair.

"I'm listening"

I explained her everything and how the plan goes she nodded and said that she would follow the plan this time. I end up spooning her and we felt asleep.

*Nadia's POV*

I woke up alone in the bed, I looked for Spencer and he wasn't in the room I went back to bed to see a note in the nightstand.

It says that they call him and he went to see what new information they have.

I got dressed and I went back home to shower. After I shower and I got dressed I went to see Mattheo.

"I'm telling you they want me to behave" I said laughing

"And since when you follow rules?" Mattheo replied.

"Never" a smirk grew on my face.

"I know that look, you have a plan" he said looking at me.

"Probably" I stand up from the bed.

"Tell me" he suggested

"How's Tom?" I change subject.

"Don't change the subject little demon" he threw me a pillow.

"I'm not changing it I just want to know how your brother is" I threw back the pillow.

"How do you think, like I told you in New York, you broke him"

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