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“I’m ridiculous? I’m laughing because we could have died, but we didn’t, and that’s cause for celebration. You’re the ridiculous one. You never have any fun!”

“That’s because I understand my responsibilities. You don’t. You think life is one big party, but it’s not. There are things in life I have to worry about. I don’t also want to have to worry about my immature, insane wife.”

“You’re insane, Emilio. We’re on our honeymoon. You need to relax.”

“I need to relax? You need to relax. Stop getting into trouble.”

“I hate you,” I hiss.

“Then that makes two of us.”

Breathing heavily, we gaze at each other with dark eyes.

And then the next thing I know, we’re kissing.

CHAPTER 11

Emilio

I pull Caterina into my lap as we continue to kiss. Our hands are frantically clutching each other. Mine around her waist and hers around my shoulders.

She moans when I bring her hips down to grind against mine. Caterina doesn’t miss a beat. She begins dry humping me. I always thought she was wild, and this just proves it. One moment, she’s about to kill us in a car accident, and the next, she’s dry humping me in the car.

Am I a hypocrite for judging her when I like what she’s doing? Yes. Do I care? No.

Do I want to fuck her? Fuck yes.

My fingers bunch up the end of her dress and hoist it around her waist, and then I rip her panties down. She moans louder against my lips.

I touch her clit and begin to rub it. She’s already wet for me, which only makes me fucking hard. I may hate Caterina, but my body responds to her. I simultaneously want her to be mine and not.

She bucks her hips as I grind my hand against her pussy. We kiss harder. It becomes sloppy and messy, and normally, I’d care, but at this moment, I just want to fuck her silly and so hard she can’t even think about getting into trouble again.

I slip my finger inside her, getting her ready. I don’t know how many men she’s been with before, but it’s always good to get a woman warmed up. I may hate she’s not a virgin, but I’m not going to punish her for it.

I want to fuck her, and fuck her, I finally will.

I remove my finger from her and reach down to unbuckle my pants. Caterina helps me. Her breath is coming out in pants. The sound fills up the car and turns me on even more.

She reaches into my pants and pulls out my cock, gripping it in her hand. I hiss from the pleasure of it. Since meeting Caterina, I haven’t been with any other woman, and my body has missed this. The touch of another person.

She rubs her hand up and down, but I push it away.

“I want to be inside you,” I growl.

Her breath hitches, and she nods. “Ok.”

I grip her hips as she places her knees on either side of me, getting into position, and then I pull her straight down onto my cock.

She yelps in pain.

I hold still.

When I pull my head back, I see a wince on Caterina’s face. It’s hard to focus on her pain when all I feel is pleasure. Fuck, she feels good around my cock.

But … something isn’t right.

“What’s wrong?” I ask.