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She watches me with rapt attention, her eyes growing wider. “Maybe I’m getting hysterical because of my, you know, problems.”
“This is more serious than I thought. Take off your clothes from the waist down and turn around.”
Chiara grips the edge of the table, hesitating, her lower lip caught between her teeth. Then she hops down from the table and does as she’s told, unbuttoning her skirt and slowly shimmying out of it along with her panties.
As soon as her back is turned, a wicked smile spreads over my face. She’s self-conscious and uncertain. Perfect.
“Move your legs apart, please, and bend forward.”
Chiara does as she’s told. The air in the basement is cold and her cute ass pebbles with goosebumps. I admire the view for a moment. Her pink slit getting wetter and darker by the moment. With my gloved fingers, I spread her open like I’m inspecting her.
“Is this where your problem is?”
Chiara replies with a breathy, “Yes.”
I spread KY Jelly over my fingers. “Breathe out for me, Miss Romano.”
As she does, I push my middle finger deep inside her, and she gasps. “Here?”
“Yes, there.”
I feel around inside her, feeling the texture of her inner walls. When I reach a spongy place behind her clit, she yelps as I rub slowly back and forth.
“Oh, yes, I can feel it,” I murmur, adding my forefinger. “I often find that if there’s a problem here, there’s also a problem…here.” My thumb is slick with lube and I swipe it over her ass, pressing into it a little.
“I’m not sure—ah.”
The tight ring of muscle gives way and I push into her ass up to my first knuckle. Chiara breathes hard, one of her legs shaking.
“Aren’t you being a good girl for your doctor?” She’s leaning far over the metal table and I cup her throat and draw her up, her pussy and ass stretched tight around my fingers. I hold her tight by the neck and keep thrusting my fingers into her. “Spread your legs. Arch your back.”
Chiara braces her arms against the table and does as she’s told, and I’m able to drive myself further into her. I drag my nails down inside of her forearm. “You know what I’ve been fantasizing about? Shooting Acid. Not to kill him, just to fuck him up enough that he bleeds a whole lot. Any excuse to stick a needle in your arm and watch your pretty blood drain out of you.”
She licks her lips. “You like taking my blood?”
“The times that I’ve cut you or stuck you have been my favorite fucking things, but I never get to do it just for me. I cut you to get to that tracker. I gave your blood to Acid. When is it my turn?”
“I’m locked in with you. It’s no one’s turn but yours.”
I groan and bury my face in her neck. “Fuck, baby, you know I get excited by the sight of your blood. You think I wanted your virginity just so I could say I was first? I wanted to make you bleed for me.”
Chiara gazes at me over her shoulder with hazy eyes. “Then why don’t you cut me?”
I fist her hair and pull her head back. “Cut your pretty flesh? What if I like it too much, princess? What if I can’t stop?”
“I guess we’ll find out.”
I test her neck with my teeth, just hard enough to make red marks. “Oh, you really want to play doctor.”
Letting go of her throat, I reach for a scalpel and hold it up before her eyes. The instrument glints as I twist it in the light.
“Where should I cut you, princess? A little nick in the side of your neck so your blood runs over your tits? How about your lips so I can taste your blood every time I kiss you? Or down here on the backs of your thighs so I can watch it drip down your legs as I fuck you?”
Before she has a chance to answer me, I ease my fingers out of her and rip off my gloves. Chiara’s bare, beautiful thighs are just begging for the kiss of my scalpel. I place my hand on her thigh, just below the fleshy part of her ass, and hover over the place with the scalpel.
“Here?” I ask.
Chiara grips the table and nods.
