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His fingertips reach the edge of my mound, just inches away from my clit. He spreads his hand wide, and flattens his palm against my waxed-smooth mound, his fingertips grazing the tops of my thighs, sliding between them. But he’s careful. He knows what he’s doing. He touches everywhere except my clit, surrounding it, cupping it in his hand, so close I can feel the heat from his skin, and yet not giving me even an ounce of what I want.
I hold myself stock-still, not trusting myself to even breathe, because if I do, I know I’ll throw myself into his hand, grind my hips into his touch.
“Good girl,” he whispers, leaning over to kiss the side of my neck, letting his tongue trace the edge of my earlobe. “Now, do you want me to finger you?”
“Yes, sir,” I groan, my voice strained with effort.
He grins, lips curling against my skin, as he slides his hand lower, spreads the lips of my pussy with his strong fingers. The heel of his palm grazes my clit, and this time I can’t help it. It’s electric shock, his touch finally reaching my aching core, and I jump against the bed, involuntary.
“I’ll pretend I didn’t see that, slut, because you’ve been such a good girl so far,” he says. His fingers slide into my slit, tracing the line between my ass, all the way up to the entrance of my pussy. I’m soaking wet; I can feel my juices coating his fingers, slick and heavy. He traces my pussy lazily, unhurried. This is a man who takes his time in all things. Who knows what he wants to get out of me, and exactly how to do it.
When he finally pushes one finger inside me, slowly, an inch at a time, I groan aloud in pleasure, clenching my fists around the sheets in order to hold my body still, force myself not to react the way I want to.
It is torture. Exquisite, perfect torment.
And then, just as he slides his finger all the way inside me, and curls the tip to drag along my inner walls, about to graze my G-spot… “Tell me your name, slut.”
I pant with effort, holding myself still. “L… Lilly,” I manage to gasp.
There’s another slap, another sharp sting, as he slaps my other ass cheek with his free hand. “Not your online whoring handle. Your real name.”
“I…” Shit. I can’t tell him. I shouldn’t. I know I shouldn’t.
He pulls his finger out, and I moan with desire, regret. Then he thrusts his finger back inside me once more, and slaps my ass at the same time, harder. Pleasure and pain at once. Ecstasy and agony. “Your name.” His voice has gone dark now. Commanding.
I can’t resist him. I can’t fight this. “Corbella,” I whisper, defeated. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep this moment going, this pleasure heightening.
“Corbella.” My name–my real name–in his mouth is another spark of pleasure, another reason my pussy clenches and my body quivers. “That is a beautiful name, Corbella.”
“Th—thank you, sir.”
He pulls out of me, then forces two fingers back in, spreading my walls, making me ache deep in my belly. “But I think you lied to me, Corbella. I don’t like being lied to.” His other hand traces my ass, rubbing the sore spot he slapped. Unlike the first time he spanked me, I’m pretty sure this one will leave a mark. Yet his fingers brushing that sensitive, sore skin are sparking off a whole new kind of sensation, a pleasant one… except that I know what he’s threatening. Another spanking.
“No, sir,” I murmur. “I never lied.” I can’t decide if I’d rather obey him, or disobey and earn another slap. It stung so good last time…
He thrusts his fingers inside me once more, grazing my G-spot, pushing hard against my front wall, so I feel his touch in every inch of my pussy, radiating out through my whole lower body. Tight and hard and so fucking good.
“No? You didn’t lie about this being your first time as an escort?”
I swallow hard. My throat feels tight. Everything in my body feels tight, especially when he keeps finger-fucking me, just hard enough to make the pleasure build, but not hard or fast enough to really get me off. “I…”
“Tell me the truth, Corbella.” His hand lifts off my ass, ready to spank again.
I shiver with anticipation, nerves, excitement. “This is my first time, sir,” I breathe, unable to make myself admit it any louder than that.
His hand comes to rest on the back of my head. He runs his hand through my hair, twines his fingers through my dark blonde locks. “Thank you for telling me the truth, Corbella.” He leans over me, clenches his fist in my hair and pulls my head back, so my neck arches and my chest lifts off the bed. Tears sting my eyes, but it’s hot as fucking hell, and I want more. I want him to be rough. I want him to use me the way he so clearly wants to.
I want to find out what this man is made of.
He presses his cheek to mine, turns to kiss the corner of my mouth, lightly. Not a real kiss, not what I want, his mouth hot on mine and our tongues entwined. But enough to make me shiver with want. “You gave me what I wanted. Now I’ll give you what you want. But first…”
I feel him smile against my cheek, and I shiver at the thought of what he’s thinking. What he has planned for me.
“I want you to beg.”
He pulls away, lets me sink back to the bed, lets go of my hair. I pull against the arm restraints slightly, testing them. Definitely still trapped. Still at his mercy.
“What would you like me to beg for, sir?” I ask, as he returns to finger-fucking my pussy.
He pushes my legs apart and clenches my ass hard with his other hand, fingers digging into my skin. Then he leans against me, until I feel his cock against my inner thigh, through his jeans. All the while he keeps pushing his hand in and out of me, driving me wild, but not going fast enough, not yet…
“Beg me to let you come, my gorgeous slut.”
“Please, sir, I–,” I stammer to a halt as he starts to fuck me harder, his fingers grazing my walls, pushing hard against my G-spot so I feel it radiating all the way through my core. I’ve never come from my G-spot before, only my clit, and yet, the sensation is already building through me, starting to peak. He thrusts harder, faster, but his other hand grips my hip hard, commanding.
“Beg,” he commands.
“Please let me come for you,” I gasp. My eyes shut tight, my hands dig into the leather straps of the belt around my wrists. “Please, sir, I want to give you my cum, I want to please you.” I don’t even know what I’m saying; I hardly hear my own voice over the rushing in my ears.
“God, Corbella…” He sounds strained too, as turned on as I am, and that makes it even hotter.
“Please,” I moan one last time. “May I come for you?”
He curls his fingers inside me, fixating on my G-spot, rubbing hard, fast, still finger-fucking me. “Come for me, Corbella,” he says. “Now.” At the same time, he adds a third finger, stretching me to my limits, and I don’t even have to try.
I cry out loudly as the orgasm sweeps over me, my whole body shaking with the force of it. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow down, just keeps thrusting into me, and even as I fall over the peak, I feel another one hard on its heels, building. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt, coming this way, from my G-spot, from inside. Everything feels tighter, sharper, more intense. I feel my juices wetting his hand as he keeps thrusting, and I hit another peak, harder, the kind of orgasm that’s half pleasure and half pain, like everything Giovanni does to me. I’m shaking, moaning. I can’t even hear myself, whether I’m saying words or just crying out. I’m lost in another world, in the sensations he gives to me.
When I finally come back down, he slides his hand out of me and turns me over, onto my back, smirking. His hand is wet with my cum, glistening, and he trails his fingers up over my hips, painting my body with it.
“I’m honored to be your first client,” he says, gazing directly into my eyes, frank and hot as hell. “You’re a natural, Corbella.”
I’m still breathing hard, waiting for my heart to stop thrashing in my chest. Of course I’m a natural with you, I think, my head still swimm
ing. But that’s because I wasn’t faking. I really am this turned on. This ready for him to fuck me.
He’s fucking amazing. Everything I never knew I wanted.
I spread my legs, wrap them around his waist, ready for the next level. Ready for him to take his pleasure from me, the way he gave me mine.
But he pushes back off of the bed. My legs fall to either side of him. He walks around me and I shiver. Maybe he wants me to give him a blowjob first. Maybe he’ll unzip now and I can finally see that cock of his, taste his cum in my mouth…
