Page 17

CHAPTER 17

M assimo

Lea is tied to my bed.

Beautifully ravaged, skin glistening with sweat, and pleasure radiating in her gorgeous green eyes. All I can give her, at least, without claiming her innocence.

I’m certainly tempted. My cock has been throbbing in my pants since I pulled her jeans down. But I can’t, no matter how much I want her. I’ve already let her become too much of a distraction. Let her awaken things that should have stayed dead until I was in the ground. The more time I spend with her, the more confused I get—about my feelings, desires, and the life I’ve made peace with giving up.

“Thank you for letting me taste you, bambina ,” I say softly, my hands moving to her wrists so I can untie her.

“You’re thanking me?” she laughs, biting down on her bottom lip. “I’ve never felt anything like that.”

I remove the ties binding her hands and feet, then drape them on the chair. Lea rolls over on her stomach, and I see the color on her ass. I made sure she enjoyed the spanking I gave her. It wasn’t punishment this time, even if it hurt a little.

“Don’t forget that I get to make a request,” Lea says coyly, sliding to the edge of the bed and sitting up. “Anything I want, remember?”

“Within reason,” I reply. “There are things that are off limits, and I think you know what they are.”

Unease flickers in Lea’s eyes. Yeah, she knows what the boundaries are, but she doesn’t like it. But then the unease fades and she smiles, moving closer to me with a look in her eyes I’ve never seen before. A hunger that almost matches mine. But why? I know she’s spent. I made damn sure of that.

“I want you to tell me to open my mouth,” she whispers, meeting my gaze.

“Lea,” I sigh, my cock twitching in my pants. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”

My dick has been starved for attention for far too long, but those desires have been wrapped up in malice and poison so long I barely recognized them when Lea brought them to the surface. I certainly want her, and I don’t mean her mouth. I want to claim her, mark her, and make her mine. If the circumstances were different, I wouldn’t have asked to taste her—I would have demanded it, and that would have just been the beginning.

“I’m asking for the same thing you did,” she says. “I want to taste you.”

I take a step closer and trace the curve of her jaw. She leans against my hand, closes her eyes, and when my thumb drags across her lips, she kisses it. Then I feel her tongue and I imagine how incredible it would be. It would be easy to give in. Too easy. That’s a dangerous game, and one I’m not sure a sweet, innocent virgin is ready to play.

Which means I have to scare her. That’ll make her rethink her request.

“You want to taste me?” I say threateningly, leaning down until my lips are against my ear. “It’ll be more than a taste. If I tell you to open your mouth, and you do it like a good girl does, you’re not just getting a taste. I’ll fuck your mouth, just like I would fuck that tight virgin pussy between your legs.”

“Oh, god,” she whimpers, and goosebumps rise across her skin.

“You can’t handle a man like me, bambina ,” I say, my words getting firmer as my hand moves along her back until I have a handful of curls. I pull her head back, forcing her to look me in the eyes. “I’ve been gentle with you. I’ve made it all about you, even when I was punishing you. I’d destroy you, Lea. Unleash something you don’t even understand.”

She swallows hard, but the hunger doesn’t leave her eyes. If anything, it seems to get more intense. My cock twitches again. I can only hold back for so long, and it seems like my resolve may break before hers does. I tighten my grip on her hair, making her wince.

“I’ve made my request,” she whispers. “Are you going to honor it? You said you would, unless I asked for something impossible.”

“Damn it, bambina ,” I snarl, my free hand moving to my cock. I rub it through my pants, fighting the urges that flourish. “You could ask for anything right now. I’ve still got the taste of you on my tongue. You could ask for more—I’ll spread your legs and make you scream. Make you come so many times you forget your own fucking name. Ask for that, Lea. Don’t ask for this.”

“That’s not what I want,” she says, putting her hand on mine, following the same motions I do as I stroke my length through my pants. “This is what I want.”

My hand falls away, but hers doesn’t. Her fingers brush against my hardness, bringing even more confusing thoughts to the surface. My resolve is breaking. Maybe it broke the moment I heard those words leave her lips. I push her hand away, taking a step back and glaring at her.

“Are you sure?” I ask. “Last chance, Lea. I mean that.”

The hunger in her eyes doesn’t wane. My cock throbs against the fabric prison so hard it aches. I grit my teeth as I imagine her warm, wet mouth taking my length.

“I want you to tell me to open my mouth,” she repeats, sucking on the edge of her bottom lip. “Sir.”

“Fuck,” I snap, unable to resist any longer. I narrow my eyes, walk closer, and my fingers are unbuckling my belt before I even realize my hands have moved. “Then do it, bambina . Open your fucking mouth like a good girl and beg for my cock with your tongue out. If you’re brave enough.”

I pause with both ends of my belt in my hands. All she has to do is hesitate, and I’ll buckle it. I’ll forget all about her request. But she doesn’t hesitate. She flicks her tongue against her lips, dampens them, and pushes it across the moisture. Then she opens her mouth wide. Not wide enough for me, but wide enough to work with. I feel the surge of desire radiate all the way to my balls as she sinks to her knees.

She pulls her tongue back into her mouth for a moment. “Please,” she whispers, sticking it out even further.

I lose control. I can’t fight it anymore. I yank my belt out of the loops and double it in my hand. My fingers slide the leather into the buckle and I take a step forward.

“You have no idea what you’re asking for,” I mutter, sliding the belt over her head and pulling it tight around her neck. “But you’re about to find out.”

I wrap the belt around my fist until I can slide a finger between the leather and her windpipe. I look for signs of fear—signs that she wants me to stop. But all I see is the hunger. My free hand unfastens my pants enough to push them down, along with my boxers. Lea’s eyes get wide when she sees my size, and once it’s free from the fabric prison, it swells even more.

I don’t give her time to think about it. I grip the base of my cock and guide it toward her open mouth while I pull on the belt. When the head gets close to her lips, she puts her hands on my thighs, but I let go of my dick and slap them away hard enough to make her recoil.

“I didn’t give you permission to touch me, la mia bambina ,” I growl. “All I told you do was open your fucking mouth. Now hold out your hands. I’m going to punish you for not listening.”

She holds out her hands and I uncoil the leather until I have several inches to work with. I grab her right hand, fold it back, and bring the leather down on her palm. She squeals and tries to pull her hand away, but I don’t let go. I slap her hand with the belt seven times, then immediately grab the other one. Lea’s jaw is trembling, but she still has her tongue out. The sound of leather meeting skin echoes again—seven more times. Then I let go.

“Now keep your hands to yourself and do as you’re told,” I order. “Open that mouth wider, like you want me to fuck it.”

Lea obeys and I wrap the belt back around my fist, pulling her lips to my length as I slip a finger between the leather and her windpipe. She rubs her hands together, obviously feeling the sting, but I don’t care about that. All I care about is this warm, wet paradise begging for my dick. I use her tongue like a runway, sliding across it before I stretch her jaw. Her eyes bulge as she gets her first taste of me and a muffled groan surrounds my girth as she realizes just how much pressure she’s going to feel in her jaw while she pleasures me.

“I want to feel your tongue and your hungry mouth at the same time,” I demand. “If you get tired, you better not slow down. If you do, I’ll punish you.”

I push deeper and her tongue caresses my length. Then she starts sucking. It’s gentle and timid, but still feels good. I gasp with pleasure and shudder, pulling her lips along my length, guiding her motions until she figures out what I expect. I relax my grip and enjoy it, my dick getting harder against her wiggling tongue.

“All the way in, bambina ,” I grunt, pushing into her throat. “This is what you asked for.”

She tries to pull away, but I don’t let her. I force her to get used to the way it feels, then push deeper, hitting the back of her throat. She whimpers and groans, slobber leaking out the edge of her lips. I pull back and thrust, driving it into her throat enough for her to know I expect more. She sputters, chokes, and I see desperation in her eyes, so I give her a break, letting her pull back enough to breathe.

“The next time, I’m not going to stop until you swallow every inch,” I warn, invading her throat again.

Lea struggles even more, but just when it looks like I may have to let my threat turn idle to keep her from passing out, her throat relaxes. I push the rest of the way in with a gasp, then pull back immediately so she can breathe before pushing in deeper, my body going rigid with the sudden surge of pleasure. She’s ready to have her mouth fucked, now that she can take me, but this feels too good for me to stop her. My grip relaxes more, until my fingers are barely holding the belt.

But I promised her more, and I’m a man of my word.

“Now, la mia bambina ,” I say, finding the strength to squeeze the belt tight. “Time for me to honor your request.”

I tangle my fist in her hair, pulling her head back while I tighten the belt around her neck. I hold her steady and drive my cock into her throat. I pull back enough for her to taste the pre-cum on her tongue, then do it again. Again and again, my cock throbbing and pulsating in her throat. Her symphony of slurps and moans is the sweetest melody I’ve ever heard, and I want more. I muffle her moans, feeling the vibrations in my balls.

I’m a hungry man. Ravenous . Starved of this for so long the pleasure feels foreign and new. It’s almost like my first time, too, but I know what I want. Know what I need.

I stare into Lea’s eyes while I fuck her mouth. I don’t hold back, even when the thrusts get hard enough to bruise her lips. She tastes the pre-cum, then gets a drop that trickles down her gullet. Over and over, while my lust turns primal. Animalistic urges take over, and I ravage her sweet mouth.

Sweat beads on my forehead.

I’m not done yet, but I’m getting close.

I may come harder than she did.