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Holy shit, he was right. I owned two vibrators but neither one had such an immediate effect. I was tossed straight into ecstasy, the powerful sensations drilling through me incredible. My torso was swaying, my entire body aching as the pleasure took on new heights. Only seconds later, the most amazing clitoral orgasm swept through me. I heard myself screaming as my body continued to convulse.

For additional emphasis, he tugged on the silver chain between my breasts, the instant wash of agony just enough that it heightened the wave of pleasure. I couldn’t understand it in the least, but I was certainly no expert at this. What I knew was that the rush of heat and need, the trickle of my juice down both inner thighs was insane.

It was funny how something so small could be so powerful. But more than that, I couldn’t help but feel his control over me and my subtle and strange desire to submit.

Perhaps he knew me far too well after all.

CHAPTER 24

Valerio

My God, the woman was stunning when she let go. Her scent was far too intoxicating, pushing my own limits to the point of losing control.

I had several degrees under my belt, also taking more than my share of psychology classes. I’d always enjoyed breaking down aspects of human nature, savoring my natural ability to get under someone’s skin, finding their greatest weakness.

My father had laughed, telling me it was one of my greatest assets.

However, all the education, all the time I’d spent unraveling rivals and clients alike to find that one weakness hadn’t prepared me for a woman like Selena. She was more than just an enigma. She was complicated, a challenge to figure out. She’d slipped into becoming a puzzle I had to solve. I would solve.

She acted so innocent and for her age, I would normally accept that but there were so many layers with this woman that when I thought I’d figured her out, I realized I was wrong. Of course that drew me to her even more, creating more of a possessive need.

I was determined to tame, even break her. Make her mine.

Only the bullshit I’d offered about my views on relationships and love was starting to feel canned. I truly didn’t want to feel anything more than a physical and intellectual attraction, but I was beginning to think she had the upper hand.

The way she blushed was powerful.

The way she mewed kept my cock throbbing.

And when she orgasmed, I was in awe.

As usual, I’d taken a gamble in adding a caveat to the deal I’d offered, but I could tell she was thoroughly enjoying herself by the way her body trembled. For a man used to getting everything he wanted with a snap of his fingers, this girl wasn’t just playing hard to get.

She would be.

More formidable than I’d imagined, I had a feeling she’d also been hiding her business savvy as well. The deal I’d made was a solid one. It would serve us well. Only if she could play the dutiful wife. Hmmm… I did like challenges. They kept the embers in my mind burning brightly.

Given my balls were tight, my cock already aching, I could tell there would be no issue with our passion. Her full surrender? That would be something else.

As she slowly came down from the rafters, I eased her back to her knees with her head inches from my lap. “Such a very good kitty,” I said in a husky voice as I stroked her hair. She looked up at me with unfocused eyes, her lower lip swollen from biting it to keep from screaming.

Every desire I’d ever experienced, every need to be my sadistic self and to completely own a human being was suddenly front and center.

“You’re going to suck my cock. I want to paint your chest with my cum.” I tugged on the chain again, using it to guide her forward.

She didn’t need to be commanded twice, instantly unfastening my belt. When she freed my cock, she mumbled something I couldn’t understand. And I didn’t care.

As she stroked the underside, I tossed the rose implement on the table, pulling the pleasure wand close to the edge of the table. I enjoyed watching her play. Next time, I’d command her to use a vibrator while I was watching. But only after I spanked her with my belt.

The sadistic beast was certainly rearing his ugly head.

Grinning, I grabbed my glass of bourbon, taking a sip while I settled back in the seat. I sensed she was shy about going down on a man and that was also endearing. However, I didn’t need to provide her with instructions. She was no novice, just tentative about our building relationship.

There I was thinking that word again. I had to remind myself what she and I would share was nothing more than a business arrangement. But damn, if this didn’t feel good.

And right.

As if she was always meant to be mine.

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