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With his free hand, he captured the nipple that he hadn’t yet tormented.
She wasn’t sure how much more she could endure.
He pinched the tip between his fingers, hard enough to make her whimper, then he soothed the terrible sting with gentle rubs.
Alternating between pleasure and pain, he kept her off balance, making sure she could focus on nothing other than him and what he was doing to her body.
“Please,” she whispered, her body shaking. Sasha was far beyond pride. She was willing to plead for what he made her need. “Please, Sir. Gregorio…Please.”
He smiled, as if he loved nothing more than the sound of suffering. “Not quite yet, Petal. You can accept more.”
She couldn’t.“No.”Tears stung her eyes. Not from pain, but from the anguish of not being allowed to orgasm.
He increased the pace with the dildo, fucking her harder now, but still not letting her come. At the same time, he leaned down, capturing an already tortured nipple in his mouth, nipping a little harder this time. She cried out in sensual protest, her body convulsing, but he didn’t stop.
Even though he was demanding she not climax, the urge clawed at her. She wasn’t sure how long she could hold it back. “Oh, Sir…”
How was it possible she’d changed from a woman who didn’t care one way or another about sex to one willing to sell her soul to get rid of this angst inside her?
“You’ve almost earned it.” His voice was soft and soothing, and his reassurances didn’t help at all.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, she remembered this was about teaching her a lesson. Miserably, she realized she’d learned it.
She wouldn’t be a brat anymore.
Her breaths were now coming in short, desperate gasps.
The tears she could no longer blink back slipped from the corners of her eyes to trail down her temples.
With the pad of his forefinger, he captured one, and he brushed it across her lips. “These are for me.”
“Yes,”she admitted in a broken whisper. He’d caused them, and only he could take them away.
“I love them. You should cry for me all the time, Petal.”
If it pleased him, she would.
“And I’d give you the world in return.”
For a moment, she believed him.
“Now, Petal.”
His roughened words were all she needed.
With a final cry, she fractured, writhing as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Her hips bucked against the toy, and she rode out her orgasm, sobbing his name.
Eventually, her Dominant slowed his movements, gently bringing her back down from the dizzying high.
Long seconds later, when she finally stilled, he carefully drew the dildo out.
Shocking her, she whimpered at the loss, but he shushed her softly, placing a kiss on her inner thigh.
“You did so well, little sub, my Petal.”
She would never get tired of hearing his adoration.
“So beautifully.” Then he licked her pussy, using his mouth and tongue to clean up her orgasm.