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I moan in answer. My ass still stings, but the pleasure from my pussy drowns out the pain. He seems to catch on. I’m enjoying this way too much. He brings his palm down again, and again.And again.
Fire has exploded across my skin, making me shake. His fingers are still doing wonderful things inside me, massaging my walls, distracting me from the pain.
But as he slams his palm across my ass again, the pain soon shoots up to new levels. I whimper and am a second away from protesting when he stops altogether. He withdraws his fingers from inside me and uses both hands to massage my sore, burning ass cheeks.
“You shouldn’t lie to me, Honey,” he says in a soft tone. Somehow, it’s more alarming than his rougher one. It makes it harder to know what to expect next. “I was worried about you. Do you know that? I almost flipped the fuck out.”
I’m incapable of real speech. A silly squeak noise emits from my throat. The massage on my backside feels amazing. If he could just add his fingers back inside me, it’d be pure heaven…
“So,” he says, his tone severe. “I’m giving you one last chance. What were you up to tonight?”
You’d think this is the part where I’d smarten up and answer. I’d find my voice and tell him all about Enzo and how he’d abducted me into the elevator. Believe me, there’s a huge part of me that yearns to tell him every last detail. The part of me that’s fallen for Gio, that wants to be in his fucked-up world.
And, yet, the words won’t come out. Out of some weird, twisted sense of lingering loyalty to Enzo, I simply can’t. I’m no snitch, and I know exactly what’ll happen to him if I tell Gio. Enzo’s already a dead man walking, but telling Gio? He won’t last through the night. Call me stupid. Call me gullible. Call me a doormat.
Ican’tbetray Enzo. We might be over, but a part of me still cares about him. For as many fucked-up things as he’s done to me, I’ll always love him in some way…
When my silence answers Gio, he’s had enough. He releases an angry growl and lifts me up by the waist. My body soars across the large, king-size mattress, landing on the other end. He shoves my face into the pillow at the same time his cock drives into me. I squeal, but the sound is muffled by the pillow. His thrusts are hard and punishing, designed to take everything and give nothing.
But what Gio doesn’t know is that, while I may be protecting Enzo, he’s not the man I want. Gio is the only man I crave, and I’ve already given him all of me. Every last piece of me is his to own, to dominate in any way he sees fit.
Itrusthim. Our twisted arrangement is one nobody else understands, but it’s not for them to comprehend. It’s our own dark little deal, where I’ve sold myself to the devil, and I’m loving every fucking minute of it.
The euphoric, orgasmic highs. The painful, gut-punching lows.
Moments like this, where lines blur, and they mix in the most delicious ways.
I knot fingers into the sheets and scream into the pillow, pushing back against Gio’s brutal assault. He hasn’t let go of my neck, holding me facedown as he drills into me. My pussy has never been more soaking wet. She clenches at his cock each time he hits a new depth, discovers a new angle that’s never been explored before.
The fat tip of his thick cock bounces against the little ring that’s my cervix.
“Oooffff….” I groan as dizzying stars shoot underneath my lids.
“Don’t you ever fucking betray me, understand?” he growls, riding me. He grips the headboard and curls his heavy, muscular body over mine, our skin sticky and sweaty. He gives his hardest thrust yet to emphasize his point. I moan and snake a hand between my thighs to touch myself.
I’ve drooled all over this pillow, but I don’t care. I turn my face and press my cheek into the feathery mound, watching the room float around me. I’m so dizzy and delirious, I’m capable only of babble.
His aggression pours out of him in every hard, forceful thrust. A lust so powerful it brings me to the brink of insanity consumes me. I want him to destroy me, break me down in my barest form. Then build me back up, treasure me as his most prized possession—the one that makes him lose control.
He’d destroy the world for me.
“You fucking belong to me and only me. Nobody else.”
My hands ball up in the sheets as his brutal thrusts almost overwhelm me to tears. But once again, there’s something about the pain that keeps me begging for more. I grind back against him, pleading for everything he’s got—the pain, the pleasure, I want it all.
I’m seconds away from coming. I sneak a hand to my clit, in desperate need of release, but he forces it away. It’s cruel, and a whimper bubbles out of my chest. As it turns out, since I’ve been so bad tonight, I don’t get to come. He twists both of my arms behind my back with one of his titan-sized hands and uses the other to yank my head up by my hair.
His lips tickle my ear as he speaks, pistoning into me. “You want to come, Honey? Should’ve thought about that before you fucking lied.”
Gio comes in the next second, spilling into me. He releases my arms and his grip on my hair, and I fall into the mound of pillows. My body buzzes, a conflicting contrast of both painful fire and pleasant tingles. I don’t know whether I’m about to orgasm or seek out an ice pack.
He doesn’t say a word to me as he pulls out. He slides off the bed and begins dressing. I don’t move from where I’m lying. My whole body feels like liquid and my mind is in a fog. He dresses fast without sparing me a look. When he leaves, he says nothing. The door slams shut and I’m alone with my delirium.
Completely spent.
Gio’s gone for hours. I’m a mess for hours. At first I lie in the bed, rolled up in sheets, and stare out the wall-to-wall window, watching the city lights glisten in the dark. At some point, I sit up and then drift to the window. I press my forehead against the warm glass and close my eyes, sorting out the loud noise in my head.
Between what happened with Gio and what went down with Enzo, I’m shell shocked. It’s like I’m outside myself, helpless as I watch myself fall down a rabbit hole. On the other side is a world darker, more dangerous than I ever envisioned for myself.
