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“I want more,” Evelyn whispers with a slight shudder.
“Come with me, mio dolce.”
The room across from the scene is much smaller, but it’s empty. There’s a bench with curves like a tidal wave in the center. It lets whoever’s in control put their partner in an array of positions. There are whips, chains, and a number of other items to play with, but I stop, looking at her. “We can play here or at home, Evelyn. It’s up to you.”
She looks around, over her shoulder, and back to me. “We can stay if you want.”
No.
“Let’s go home,” I tell her, holding out my hand and leading her out of the club.
“We could have stayed and done whatever you wanted,” she says as I drive us home.
“No, we’re going to do what I want and what you want. Evelyn, you don’t have to do any of that. We can take our time at home, pushing boundaries and testing limits at our own pace. Or not at all. We can stick to what we’ve been doing. Don’t do anything just because I like it. Okay?”
“Okay.”
By the time we get back to the house, Lorenzo’s out for the night, and I take her to the playroom to show her that she arouses me no matter where we are. My need for her is immediate as I drop to my knees, hike her leg over my shoulder, and slide her thong out of the way.
The sweet taste of her pussy on my tongue is one I savor. Going right for her clit, I wrap my tongue around it, suck, lick, and kiss until her fingernails rake across my scalp. Moans come from the depths of my throat, guttural, primitive. The vibrations encourage her body to move against my face, riding my jaw until she comes.
I stand, my cock hard and ready. My lips capture hers, sharing her essence before I push her back onto the bed. My jacket gets tossed somewhere behind me and my shirt drops to the floor. I step out of my pants and boxers, letting her see me from head to toe.
She inches away from the edge of the bed, but I stop her. Grabbing her under the legs, I pull her toward me and rip her dress away at the slit. The tension between us mounts as I position myself on top of her. The way she takes every inch of my dick inside her walls sends me into a state of euphoria.
“Choke me, Alessandro,” she begs and throws her arms above her head.
I oblige, pressing down on her throat but not squeezing completely. Her eyes close as my pace quickens. She’s getting wetter with every stroke.
“Tighter, Alessandro,” she commands.
My nerves tingle from the sensation of it all. Squeezing her throat tighter makes her pussy wetter, but the redness in her face worries me. She’s not using the three taps we'd agreed on.
“Tighter,” she gasps and gulps for air.
At first, I do as she says until the vein pulsating along her temple bulges. I release her and pull out. Evelyn gasps for air like she’s been holding her breath under a tidal wave.
22
EVELYN
Flashes of the car accident swirl around my head at the same speed the car spun before we hit the divider. The anger and worry blending in Alessandro’s expression as we wait for Lorenzo to pull the car around while someone shoots at us sends me to another memory. The cold sharpness of the handcuffs gliding across my skin as Alessandro slides his thick dick in and out of me makes me come harder than ever before.
Then, the feeling is gone.
Alessandro’s hand is no longer wrapped around my throat and his cock is no longer stroking me into erotic oblivion.
“Come back to me, mio marito,” I tell him after catching my breath.
“You scared me, Evelyn. You can’t use our word or anything if you’re fucking unconscious. What do you think you’re doing?” he asks.
“What happened to not kink shaming?” I spit back, sitting up, looking at my dress that’s trashed.
“You’re forgetting one key aspect to what we do in this room.” He takes a beat and softens his gaze. “We have to agree. I don’t want you to do shit because you think that’s what I want. If it were any other night but tonight, I might take your word for pushing the envelope. I know what I said to you about fearing me at home, but I’m a monster out there. That’s not the man I want to be with you. Let me know before we get too deep. I can gauge better when we need to stop.”
I nod and hold my arms open for him to come to me. Alessandro walks around the platform to sit on the bed beside me, his back against the headboard. There isn’t a single part of me that wants to waste this night.
“I’m sorry, Alessandro. I haven’t been fucked in weeks, and there’s something in the pain, the gap in time as your hand gets tighter, that feels so fucking good. I was chasing that feeling,” I tell him and move in a way that I can toss my leg over his lap. My body slowly rocks his erection back to life.
