Page 81 of Cursed Confessions


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“Fee,” he whispers, his voice rough. “Are you sure?”

In response, I close the distance between us, pressing my lips to his. The kiss is gentle at first, almost tentative. Then something shifts, and suddenly, it’s all heat and urgency.

Angelo’s hand cups the back of my head, fingers tangling in my damp hair. My own hands explore the planes of his chest, the strong muscles of his back. Every touch, every sensation, pushes the horror of the day further away.

As we lose ourselves in each other, I feel a spark of warmth cutting through the cold dread that’s been consuming me.

I know that tomorrow, reality will come crashing back. There will be consequences to face, difficult decisions to make. Butfor now, in the safety of Angelo’s arms, I let myself forget. I let myself feel.

Whatever happens next, at least I’m not facing it alone. And right now, that’s enough.

My hands move over his chest, feeling the hard muscles, the strength that lies beneath his skin. Every touch is electric, sending sparks of warmth cutting through the cold dread that’s been wrapping around my heart.

He deepens the kiss, his tongue exploring mine with a hunger that leaves me breathless. It’s like he’s trying to claim me, to make me forget. I feel a flicker of life, a spark of heat. I’m not just surviving. I’m feeling. I’mwanting.

Angelo’s hands move lower, skimming over my waist, my hips, and I arch into him, craving more. Our breaths mingle, our movements frantic as we lose ourselves in each other. His lips trail down my neck, nipping at my skin, and I can’t help the moan that escapes me. The sound is raw, needy, and it only seems to spur him on.

“Angelo,” I gasp, tilting my head back to give him better access. “I want you.”

He pulls back just enough to look at me, his eyes dark with desire. “You sure?” he asks again, his voice husky, sending a shiver down my spine.

“Yes,” I breathe, my voice trembling with need. “I want you, Angelo. Ineedyou.”

His expression shifts, a possessive, almost predatory look taking over his features. “Do you trust me?” he asks, his voice low and rough.

“Yes,” I moan, the word barely a whisper. “I trust you.”

A wicked smile curves his lips, and he steps back, his eyes never leaving mine. The air between us crackles with tension, with the promise of what’s to come. He turns and reaches over to his bedside drawer and opens it. My heart races as I watch himpull out a pair of silver handcuffs, the sight sending a thrill of excitement coursing through me.

He holds them up, his eyes glittering with intent. “Let me show you just how much I want you,” he says, his voice dark and commanding.

I swallow hard, my body already reacting to the sight of the cuffs, the anticipation of what he’s going to do. I nod, unable to find my voice, and Angelo’s smile widens.

“Good,” he murmurs, walking back to me, his movements slow, deliberate. “Then turn around, Fee. Put your hands behind your back.”

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ANGELO

My heart pounds in my chest as Fee turns around, crossing her wrists behind her back, just as I told her to. The sight of her like this, willingly submitting to me, sends a jolt of desire straight to my dick.

My hands are shaking as I take the cuffs and fasten them around her wrists. The soft click of the lock sends a wave of anticipation through me, knowing that she’s completely at my mercy now. I can hear her breath hitch, the sound only making me want her more.

My hands move over her shoulders, down the smooth expanse of her arms, my touch light, teasing. Her skin is so soft under my fingertips, and I can’t help but lean in, my lips brushing the shell of her ear.

“You’re beautiful,” I whisper, my voice thick with desire. “You have no idea how much I’ve been wanting to do this.”

I press my body against hers, feeling the heat of her through our naked bodies. She shivers, and I can feel her pushing back against me, seeking more contact. My hands slide up her bare torso and I cup her breasts, my thumbs brushing over her nipples, and she moans softly, her back arching against me.

The sound of her moan, the feel of her in my hands, makes my cock throb with need. I grind my hips against her, letting her feel just how hard she’s made me. “Fuck, Fee,” I groan, my mouth hovering by her ear. “You’re driving me crazy.”

I run my hands over her curves, my touch becoming more possessive, more demanding. I turn her around to face me, my eyes locking onto hers, blazing with desire. She looks up at me, her eyes wide, filled with need, and I know she’s feeling the same heat I am.

“You have no idea what you do to me,” I say roughly, my voice thick with want. “I’m going to take my time with you, make you feel things you’ve never felt before.”

The sight of her standing there, hands cuffed behind her back, completely naked, is almost enough to make me lose control. But I hold back, wanting to savor this moment.

I slide my hand between her legs, pressing it against her pussy. She’s already wet, her arousal soaking through my hand, and the knowledge that she’s this turned on because of me sends a thrill through my veins. I rub my thumb over her clit, watching her face as her eyes flutter closed, her lips parting in a soft moan.

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