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And his glittering eyes promised me dark, transcendent pleasure.
His hard cock jutted toward me, and I tried to lift my hips in offering, a silent plea for him to finally claim me in the most intimate way.
I released a shuddering sigh when his weight settled over me again. I tugged against the restraints, the desire to hold him close overwhelming reason. The reminder of my complete subjugation to his will made a fresh wash of slick arousal wet my thighs. I was more than ready for him, my clit pulsing with painful intensity.
“Please, Massimo.” I arched toward him, not feeling so much as a shred of shame for begging. “I need you.”
“Are you on birth control?”
I nodded. “The shot. We don’t have to worry about that.” I wanted him to come inside me, to fill me up and mark me with his cum. “I’m ready for you.” I pressed my desire-slicked sex against his hard thigh, showing him how desperately I needed him.
Instead of pushing inside me, he lowered his gorgeous face to my breasts. I groaned in frustration, anticipating that he would use his mouth on me again. Having Massimo’s tongue on my clit was pure bliss, but that wasn’t what I craved.
“I need you inside me,” I panted, wishing I could tug on his glossy curls to direct him away from my sex.
He nipped at my breasts, and his low chuckle was almost cruel. “You will be weeping for me before I claim your sweet little pussy, farfallina.”
“What?” I asked on a little puff of air. “But I want?—”
My protest ended on a sharp cry as he bit down on my nipple. He held the hard bud between his teeth and flicked the tip with his tongue. Pain and pleasure lit up my entire body, and I squirmed, uncertain if I was trying to get away or arch up for more. The dueling sensations captured my full attention, sharpening my focus until Massimo became the only thing that mattered.
Just when I thought I couldn’t endure any more, he released me from his bite. I didn’t have time to sigh before he repeated the same torment on my other nipple. A rough shout tore from my chest, a purely primal sound I’d never made before.
He bit me again.
No, that couldn’t be right. Both of my nipples were aching, pinched to the point of pain. I looked down at my chest in time to see him securing a silvery clamp to my peaked bud. A delicate chain connected the two clamps that’d captured my nipples, keeping them trapped with steady, cruel pressure. Even as I breathed through the discomfort, hot lines of pleasure sizzled from my breasts to my pulsing clit. The pain stoked my pleasure, my body practically vibrating in anticipation.
Surely, he would have mercy on me now. Surely, he would thrust into me and join our bodies in the most intimate way possible.
That arrogant, lazy smile tilted his sensual lips, and I reveled in his control over me. He would claim me when he was ready. I didn’t have to worry. I didn’t have to think. All I had to do was submit, and Massimo would take care of me.
“Are you aching, dolcezza?” he taunted. “Do they hurt?”
I whimpered and nodded. “But they feel so good.” I didn’t want him to remove the clamps. The ruthless pleasure was like nothing I’d ever known before, and I craved more.
He trailed his fingers just below my breasts, tracing the shape of my body with reverence. “You are so perfect, Evelyn. Do you want to come?”
“Yes,” I panted. “Please…”
His low laugh rolled over me like a caress. “How can I deny you, sweet girl? You’re being so good for me.”
He hooked his forefinger beneath the chain that connected the clamps and lifted it to my lips. The cool metal made my heated nerves crackle and spark.
“Open,” he commanded, and my lips parted.
He slipped the chain over my tongue.
“Don’t drop it, or there will be consequences,” he warned, his smile turning a touch cruel.
My skin pebbled at the threat, but desire shuddered through me. I was drunk on his power over me, completely swept up in the painfully sweet sensations he was inflicting on my helpless body. This twisted game was perverted, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. There was no room in my thoughts for shame, only the desire to please him. I wanted to bring him a fraction of the mind-numbing bliss he was wringing from me.
He picked up a large wand vibrator and turned it on. “How many times do you think you’ll come before you beg me to stop?” he mused, reveling in toying with me.
He placed the rounded head directly over my clit. Pleasure jolted through my body, and I jerked, causing the chain in my mouth to tug at the clamps. My nipples sparked with pain, and my core contracted. I whimpered and tried my best to stay still so that I wouldn’t torment my own breasts.
His low, lust-drunk laugh rolled over me, blanketing me in a fresh layer of pleasure. He was attaining his own satisfaction through my complete submission to his will. I would give him everything he desired.
I met his silver gaze, allowing him to see my devotion, how desperately I wanted to please him. I wanted this strong, beautiful man to worship me the way I revered him.
