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That little smirk.

“Oh,” I murmur, almost laughing under my breath. “You do, don’t you?”

Now that I know she wants to lose this little game, I plan on winning.

I shift the angle, sliding one hand to her stomach again. I press down as I drag the head of my cock over that perfect spot inside her.

She clenches so tightly I see stars.

I do it again. And again. Every single time the head of my cock hits that place and my palm presses down, her pussy squeezes around me like it’s trying to keep me there.

“You want to lose, princesa?” I murmur, voice low and rough as I keep working that same ruthless angle. “You’re about to, aren’t you?”

She gasps, her hips rolling as much as the restraints allow.

I smirk down at her. “Good. I’ve been looking forward to the consequence.”

She bites her lip hard, eyes glassy, body already trembling under my hands.

“Please just let me come, let me win,” she chokes out.

I shake my head slowly. “No, princesa, this is what you wanted.”

I thrust in hard. Her pussy starts to flutter and tighten, her thighs tremble, those desperate little sounds she can’t quite swallow keep getting higher.

She’s right on the edge.

I’m about to win.

Chapter 31

Elena

No.

No, no, no.

I’m about to fail at this. I’m going to come.

Luciano and his annoyingly perfect cock are slowly taking over my nervous system, and they’re going to make me lose this stupid little game he set up.

Orgasm control.

Why would I want this?

Why would I—

“God,” I cry out when he thrusts harder, hitting that spot that makes me feel like I’ll explode if he does it again.

His hand presses down on my lower stomach again.

I can feel him there.

Inside me.

Outside me.

Everywhere.