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Her head falls back, a needy whimper escaping her lips, and I take that as my cue to slide one finger inside her. She gasps, her hips bucking against my hand, and I smirk, loving the way she responds to my touch. I add another finger, pumping in and out of her slowly, my thumb still working her clit.
“Angelo,” she moans, her voice breathless, filled with desire. “Please…”
“Please what, Fee?” I ask, my fingers curling inside her, finding that spot that makes her cry out every time. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want… I want you,” she pants, her hips rocking against my hand. “I want to feel you inside me.”
Her words nearly undo me, but I hold onto my control, wanting to drag this out a little longer. I withdraw my fingers, bringing them to my lips, tasting her on my tongue. She watches me, her chest heaving, eyes dark with lust.
“That’s it, Fee,” I murmur, my thumb circling her clit with deliberate slowness. “Let me hear you. I want to know how much you like this.”
I move behind her again, pressing my body against her back, my hands sliding up to cup her breasts once more. I pinch her nipples between my fingers, rolling them gently, and she moans, her head falling back against my shoulder.
“You like that, don’t you?” I whisper, my voice low and rough. “You like being at my mercy, feeling my hands on you, my cock pressing against you.”
“Yes,” she breathes, her voice trembling. “I love it. I love the way you make me feel.”
I groan, my cock throbbing against her lower back, aching to be inside her. But I want to make this last, to push her to the edge and watch her fall apart before I take her. I turn her around again and push her down onto the mattress, her hands still cuffed behind her back, and crawl on top of her, my mouth finding hers in a deep, hungry kiss.
I trail kisses down her neck, her chest, taking one nipple into my mouth, sucking gently. Her back arches off the bed, a keening moan slipping from her lips, and I move to the other nipple, giving it the same attention.
My hands roam over her body, exploring every curve, every inch of skin.
I move lower, kissing my way down her stomach, my hands gripping her hips. I spread her legs wide, settling between them, my mouth hovering over her core. I can see how wet she is, her arousal glistening in the moonlight, and I can’t resist teasing her just a little longer.
“Tell me what you want, Fee,” I murmur, my breath warm against her. “Do you want my mouth on you? Do you want to come on my tongue?”
“Yes,” she moans, her voice desperate. “Please, Angelo. I need you.”
I grin, satisfied with her response, and finally lower my mouth to her. I start with a slow, deliberate lick, tasting her, savoring the way she moans, her hips lifting off the bed. I circle her clit with my tongue, flicking it gently, then harder, sucking it into my mouth. Her moans grow louder, more frantic, her body trembling beneath me.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” I murmur against her, my fingers sliding inside her once more, thrusting in time with the movements of my tongue. “I could do this all night, make you come over and over again on my tongue.”
Her hips buck, her moans turning into cries, and I know she’s close. I increase the pace, my fingers pumping harder, my tongue flicking faster over her clit. She’s writhing beneath me, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps, and then she’s coming, her body arching off the bed, a loud, needy moan tearing from her throat.
I don’t stop, drawing out her orgasm, loving the way she falls apart beneath me, the way she cries out my name. When she finally comes down, her body trembling, her breath shaky, I pull back, looking up at her. Her eyes are glazed with pleasure, her lips parted, and she looks absolutely wrecked.
“Holy shit,” she whispers, her voice hoarse, and I can’t help but smirk.
“You haven’t seen anything yet,” I say, my voice low, filled with promise. “I’m not done with you, Fee. Not even close.”
I'm so turned on, I can hardly think straight. Her taste is still on my lips, the memory of her coming undone beneath me seared into my mind. Her scent fills the air, mixed with the fainttraces of sweat and sex, and it drives me wild. I sit back on my heels, staring down at Fee, her body sprawled across the bed, hands still cuffed behind her.
Her chest rises and falls with each shaky breath, her eyes half-lidded and heavy with desire. I know I should take a moment to breathe, but I can’t help it. I want her again. I want to push her limits, see just how much she can take.
“Have you ever engaged in kink before?” I ask, my voice rough with desire. I can barely recognize it as my own.
She shakes her head, looking almost shy, but there’s no fear in her eyes—only trust. “No,” she whispers, biting her lower lip. “But I’d be comfortable with it… with you. I trust you, Angelo. I know you wouldn’t hurt me.”
Her words shoot through me like a shot of adrenaline. I feel a surge of possessiveness, a need to show her just how well I can take care of her, to take her places she's never been before. I reach for her, my fingers brushing over her cheek, then trailing down her neck.
“You have no idea how good that makes me feel,” I murmur, my thumb stroking the hollow of her throat.
I lean down, kissing her deeply, letting her taste herself on my tongue. My hands slide down her body, finding the cuffs, testing the strength of the chain between them. They’re secure, holding her wrists together. She’s at my mercy, and the thought makes my cock twitch with anticipation.
I break the kiss, pulling back to look at her. “I want to push you,” I tell her honestly. “To see how far you’re willing to go. But the moment you feel uncomfortable or want to stop, you tell me. Understood?”
She nods, her eyes wide, filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. “I will,” she promises. “I want this, Angelo. I want you.”
