Page 75 of Ruthless God

“Please, Massimo,” I begged as he fucked me with them. His other hand was used to hold his weight next to my head as he doubled his efforts. A cry escaped my lips when his touch turned almost punishing.

“That’s right,” he said. “I’m in charge. And look how much you like it. Look at how wet your pussy got from this.”

He pulled out, leaving me feeling empty just as his thumb found my clit and he pressed down on it.

I jerked my legs, but he was in the way, leaving me almost immobile.

“You’re going to be my good girl, aren’t you?”

The thumb circled around the bundle of nerves, and I nodded my head.

“You’ll be my good little whore?” he rumbled in my ear, his voice gruff. He sounded almost… angry, even if I knew that wasn’t the case.

“Fuck,yes,” I said, the word sounding more like a prayer.

He pulled his hand away and grabbed his length. I didn’t need to see to know he was stroking himself roughly in his palm just before bringing the tip to my entrance.

He kept his eyes on me as he pushed inside, stopping when he was fully in, giving me some time to adjust. I clenched down on him, feeling liquid heat pooled between my thighs, and he gritted his teeth.

“Fuck,” was all he said before he was moving his hips at a brutal pace, fucking me. The whole time, he never looked away from me, his green eyes nearly dark with lust and an unnamed emotion that had my heart racing.

Was this making love or fucking?

He gathered my wrists in one hand and held them up above my head while his other hand palmed my breast, the touch warm and coarse from his rough palm, causing a zing to shoot off around my nipple.

His pace never lessened.

“Look at this,” he said, squeezing my breast roughly, painfully. “Look at how good you are as my whore. Mywife.”

I nodded in agreement. I wanted to be everything for him.Tohim.

And how dangerous that was. I would have given him everything had he asked for.

The feeling of free-falling over the edge came to me at once. The heat I could feel building intensified with every hard stroke from him until it didn’t feel like a freefall anymore but a nosedive into the depths of the unknown.

I closed my eyes as I came just as Massimo pressed his lips against mine.

He kissed me roughly, passionately, punishingly.

He kissed me like he didn’t know what to do with me. I knew because I was feeling the same way.

I felt him expand inside me before he was shouting against my lips. Then warmth gushed out between us as he spilled his seed inside, permanently altering me.

I sat on the bed,completely naked, as I waited for Massimo to come back.

He had helped clean me up after he made me come several more times, and now, I felt weak, but in the best way possible.

I felt like I had just finished a marathon. My limbs were like jelly, and there was this lightness in my chest that seemed to be a familiar occurrence ever since I moved here to Las Vegas.

Massimo came back out from the walk-in closet then.

He paused in his steps, his eyes taking me in from head to toe and making me blush.

Without a word, he walked over and laid the clothes he had in his hand on the bed next to me. I looked down at it. A pink floral dress and nothing else.

I turned my eyes back to him. “What about underwear?”

“You won’t need to wear any today.”