Page 182 of Madness & Mercy

“Fuck you,” he gasps, tightening around me.

“You already are,” I growl, thrusting up harder, faster, just to watch him fall apart. His nails rake down my chest, his head dropping back as he rides harder to meet me. Sweat drips down his temples, his abs flexing with the effort.

“You’re close,” I taunt. “I can feel it.”

His eyes snap open, fierce and desperate. “So are you.”

He leans back, grinding down harder, riding me like he’s trying to kill me, and my vision whites out for a moment. I bare my teeth, holding on by a thread, refusing to give him the satisfaction—until he clenches tight around me and moans my name like a fucking prayer.

That does it. Isnap,my hips pistoning up helplessly, spilling into him hard. A growl rips out as I buck up through it, and he rides me down, a triumphant smirk plastered across his flushed, wrecked face.

“Fuck,”I pant, dragging in air like I’ve been drowning.

Julian wipes the sweat off his brow, still smug as hell. “Looks like I win.”

I glare up at him, chest heaving, cock still twitching inside him. “Don’t get cocky, piccolino.”

“Too late.” He says, easing off my cock and tossing the bundle of black and white lace at me with a shit-eating grin. “A bet’s a bet, Vitale.”

I catch it one-handed, holding it up. I chuckle low in my chest. “You’ve beendyingto see me in this, haven’t you?”

Julian crosses his arms, his cock already half-hard from the sight of me just holding it. “Don’t flatter yourself. This is payback.”

“Is that so?” I murmur. “Then why does your cock say otherwise?”

He scoffs, but the flush in his cheeks betrays him.

A few minutes later, I’m standing there with the damn dress stretched over my body. The skirt barely covers my thighs, tight across my chest, the lace sleeves clinging to my arms. The apron strings cinch around my waist, framing my cock tenting obscenely beneath the skirt. I smooth my palms down it with a smirk.

Julian swallows hard. “You look ridiculous.”

“Ridiculouslygood,you mean,” I correct, turning slowly so he gets the full view. “Admit it. You like me like this.”

His tongue darts over his lip, and I know I’ve got him. But he rallies, stepping closer, grabbing my jaw tight. “On your knees,” he orders.

I grin, dropping down instantly, the lace brushing against my thighs as I sink in front of him. “You like this, piccolino? Your very own maid.”

He shudders at the sound of it, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pushes his cock against my lips. I open without hesitation, taking him in deep, savoring the sharp gasp he gives when I hollow my cheeks.

“Fuck…” Julian groans, rocking forward, his dominance faltering under the weight of how much I’m giving myself to him. His grip tightens, but I moan around him, swallowing deeper.

“You’re… you’re enjoying this way too much,” he pants, his hips bucking.

I pull off just long enough to smirk, licking my lips. “I told you, cucciolo. I’d do anything for you.Now let me serve you properly.”

I take him back in, bobbing hard and messy until he’s trembling above me.

Julian’s legs tremble, his head tipping back as he chokes out my name, and I know I’ve won again, even on my knees in a goddamn dress.

Julian’s already shaking above me, thighs trembling, fingers fisting tight in my hair. I can feel how close he is by the way his hips jerk, uneven and desperate.

I pull back just enough to murmur against the head of his cock, “Don’t hold back on me, bello. I want it all.”

His breath stutters, and before he can respond, I spit-slick my finger before pressing it against his rim. His gasp is sharp, his knees buckling as I ease inside, curling just right.

“Nico—fuck—” His whole body jolts, caught between the stretch of my finger and the heat of my mouth swallowing him down again. I moan around him, working him deeper, my tongue teasing while my finger pushes that sweet spot inside him.

It’s too much. He breaks with a strangled cry, spilling down my throat as his hips jerk helplessly against my mouth. I swallow every drop, holding him steady with one hand while I keep stroking inside him with the other, dragging the orgasm out until he’s coming apart.