Sabrina shook her head shyly, as her skin slowly returned to its normal glowing peach complexion.
“Then I would motion, Your Honor, that we continue on.” Cesare murmured huskily.
“Oh, I’m the judge now?” Sabrina smiled softly, amused.
Cesare nudged her nose affectionately with his. “I may be the one on top, Sabrina, but the second you say yellow, we pause, and if you ever say red, we stop, and I do whatever you need to feel comfortable and safe.”
“You’re the one with instant veto power. You’re the one with theultimatepower, tesoro.” He stroked a possessive hand down the side of her body, his eyes taking in the sight of her curves. “We’re in your court.” He gave her a slight grin. “A beautiful one at that.”
Cesare eventually left the room and returned shortly after with a warm wet rag and gently wiped at the arousal dripping from her swollen pussy. Somehow, that act itself was more intimate than what they’d just done.
Cesare left the cum he’d shot out onto her stomach and lower lips, swirling it into her skin as he stretched out beside her, his eyes alight with possessive pride. “Want this to stay on you all day, baby.” He murmured. “You’re going to walk around with my cum on your soft, pretty girl skin, and nobody will know but you and me. Can you do that for me?” He asked her.
Sabrina nodded, her eyes drifting closed. “I want you on me all the time.” She confessed, as she straddled the land of consciousness and dreams.
“I want to wake you up with my tongue.” He answered as he pulled her closer.
“Hmm.” She hummed. “That sounds nice.” She all but whispered as she succumbed to sleep.
Sabrina woke up a few hours later, to the feel of Cesare's flat tongue swirling around her clit, before he sealed his lips around the swollen rosebud andsucked.
Mid afternoon sun shone through the office windows as Sabrina cried out, legs trembling as Cesare slowly fucked into her with his fingers once more.
“Full!” She gave a soft, pleasured moan as she arched into him.
“I know it’s a lot.” He soothed. “But you’re going to take what I give you, aren’t you? You’re going to give me your tears and your pleasure, and you’re never going to leave without your phone again. Do you understand?”Cesare’s voice was silky but had an edge that booked no compromise.
Sabrina blinked, mind reeling to remember why her phone was important, but nodded as she mindlessly submitted to his hands and his lips.
“Stubborn little baby girl. Trying to do things by herself. Only thing she needs to think about is learning how to take daddy’s cock.” He growled.
Any aggression in Cesare’s voice was deliciously at odds with the gentleness of his touch. His words wrapped around her soul like a prayer that seeped into the crevices of every heartbreak inside, and bloomed.
“I’m going to take such good care of you, tesoro.” He crooned. “Going to teach you how to take everything I give you, give you everything I have and fucking make you take it all.”
Sabrina arched off the bed as the world went fuzzy white and then blissfully black, as Cesare continued to lick and suck at her sensitive flesh. He slowly broke her apart, strung her back together piece by piece, and continued to thoroughly claim her body as his; over and over again.
Chapter Twenty
(Cesare)
Afternoon eventually turned into evening. The sun had just set and Cesare reviewed case files as Sabrina dozed behind him, naked in bed as she should be. He wondered how long it had been since she’d had a day to simply rest.
It moved him in a way that was possessive and primal to see her in bed like this, splayed out naked in the sheets for his viewing pleasure as the evidence of his own arousal dried out in a shiny layer over her peachy soft skin.
She trusted him enough to sleep, trusted him to keep her safe, and to keep everything else away.
His tesoro was going to smell like him when she woke up. She was also going to be sore, so he needed to give her inexperienced pussy a break. This would have been much easier if she weren’t so wet and responsive.
He’d kept his dick out of her, but he had used her enough that she was going to need a break. He opened a calendar, inspected dates, and checked his schedule.
When he claimed Sabrina’s virginity, it would be in a proper bed with wine and real food, and time away from anything or anyone that would interrupt.
He again fought the impulse to just throw her on a helicopter, drag her in front of a priest, and be done with it.
Cesare returned back to the case file in his hands, only to be interrupted again by a message from Dante.
Dante: ETA 5 Minutes
