Page 86 of Wrong Pawn. Right Capo.

Before she can let anything out, I kiss her again, this time with more intensity.

Almost immediately, I trail my hand against her thighs, then slide it between her swollen folds. A growl rips from my throat when I find her completely soaked.

Suddenly, my pants are uncomfortable. Reversing our position, I move on top of her, my lips latching onto a spot on her throat.

“Adriano, I need you now,” she whimpers. Happy to grant her wish, I yank my pants off.

I release a disgruntled growl as I slide inside her, just as she moans.

“Fuck,” we both whisper at the same time. Her eyes are soft, glazed with a desire that makes my heart race. Shit. At this rate, I’ll cum without pleasuring her.

As if she senses my thoughts, she blushes and then looks away.

“Look at me,” I demand, feeling her pussy clench around my cock.

She obeys, lifting her eyes as I pull out to slam back in. Her tits bounce as the headboard creaks, her eyes widening in pleasure. I start with a slow rhythm until I feel my climax building.

I increase my pace, feeling my tip hit every corner of her insides. Her hands fly to my back, her fingers digging into my skin as I release with a loud groan.

Almost immediately, she clenches her eyes shut, and I feel her juices coat my dick. I collapse beside her, pulling her tightly to my side as our breathing turns ragged.

For the longest time, we stay like that. My hands fiddle with her sweat-slicked hair, tracing her curves until she gently adjusts her head on my chest. But I’m not done.

Somehow, there’s this insatiable urge to take her until my cum drenches every inch of her insides… until her scent is the only thing I can breathe.

I get up, moving away from the bed, and feel her surprised gaze burning holes in my head.

“Don’t think for a second that one fucking round of that tight cunt is enough for a starving monster.”

Her breath hitches as I drag the armchair at the corner of the room to the center.

“Come here, Principessa.”

Desire replaces the curiosity in her eyes as she obeys, walking like a sinful goddess toward me. I’m damn near growling when I see the bounce in her tits and the intentional sway in her hips as she saunters toward me.

“Sit.”

There’s a tease in her voice as she smiles, “Where? On your face or the chair?”

“Say that again, and you’ll be on your knees.”

Something more intense than desire fills my chest as she takes her seat, but not before arching her back and baring that pink, wet cunt for me.

Fuck. If she keeps teasing, I might just lose control.

“Go on, tease the devil, Principessa. But you better say your last prayers because there is no God where I’m taking you tonight.”

She gasps and I smirk, striding across the room to my closet. In a few seconds, I’m back with some ropes, a flogger, and a fat dildo.

“Hmmm. I’m enjoying thi—”

“The only thing you’ll enjoy is my cock pounding mercilessly into that tight, wet pussy of yours,” I growl.

“Now spread those legs and show me how ready that fucking pussy is for your master.”

There’s surprise in her eyes but it doesn’t last long as she first adjusts her hips, then spreads those slender legs, hooking them on either side of the armrests.

With her gaze hot and curious on me, I place her hands on either leg before binding them with the rope on each side.