A sob caught in my throat, the reality of my situation crashing over me. I was at his mercy, my body laid out before him like anoffering, and I had no idea whether this was going to be pleasure or pain—or both.
“Gianni. . .”
“Shh, Princess,” His voice was soft but with an edge that made me tremble. “You’ve been a very bad girl, and bad girls need to be disciplined. But don't worry. I'll make sure you learn your lesson well.”
He lowered himself over me, making sure we were face to face.
Then, he lowered again, placing his hard chest against my breast and his cock along my side, pressing me into the bed.
I felt the heat of him against my bare skin.
Every nerve in my body on high alert, expecting both pleasure and pain.
“Are you nervous, Princess?” His lips found my neck.
A delicious shiver ran through me. “Yes. I’m nervous.”
He grazed my skin with his teeth. “Good.”
“That’s not good.”
“Fear can heighten sensations. Make you more. . .erotically aware.” He moved down and licked a wet fiery trail across my collarbone and down to the swell of my breasts.
I bit my lip, doing my best to not let out a moan.
I would not let him hear how much he was turning me on. It would just motivate him even more.
He moved to my breasts and had his mouth hovered over a nipple straining against the red lace of the bra. “Mmmm.”
His hot breath skittered over my puckered flesh.
Against my will, I whimpered.
“Do you want me to suck on this nipple?”
My chest rapidly rose and fell.
“Answer me, Princess.”
“I won’t.”
“Because you so desperately want to say yes.”
My body pulsed with burning need. I was torn between wanting to get out of the confines of that damned belt and surrendering to the lust blazing brightly within my core.
“I shouldn’t ask since you’ve been a bad princess which means it doesn’t matter what you want.” He lowered his mouth to my nipple and brushed his lips brushing against the lace.
Layers of warmth spread through me at the contact, my body betrayed my mind and arched towards him, seeking more.
He groaned.
And just like a crazy fool I whispered, “Lick it.”
A wicked chuckle left him.
Just as I thought he was going to take my nipple into his mouth, he pulled away. Then he moved to my other nipple, teasing it too, barely brushing his mouth against the tip.
“Those stiff little nipples like that you were a bad princess. Now they get all of my attention today, when I had other plans.”
