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“Are you ready to be fucked, Anastacia, or do you want to give up?” he taunted as my breathing shallowed, and my skin pebbled beneath every tormenting touch.
“Lorenzo, please,” I panted as my head dropped forward; I was a fucking mess.
“Please what?”That bastard.“Say it.”
“Fuck me, please,” I cried as he fisted my hair, my scalp burning beneath his hold.
I kept my eyes forwards as the sound of him removing his pants rung in my ears. I had only just about caught my breath and composed myself from his previous antics when he teased my entrance with his rock-hard cock. I rocked my hips backwards as he pulled back. He was driving me crazy. I needed him to bury himself inside me, but he continued to tease me with each passing second.
“Lorenzo, I—” I whimpered as he brought his lips to my ear.
“You have no idea how much I wanted to see you bent over for me.” He yanked my head back more than before as a squeak left my lips. “Those fucking noises are driving me crazy.” I was about to speak when he entered me, agonisingly slowly, and I stilled almost instantly.
“Do you want to stop?” His voice had softened, and so had his grip on my hair.
“Please don’t stop,” I whispered as the leather continued to bite into my wrists. “I need to feel you, all of you. I don’t want gentle.” His hand tightened once more as his other gripped my hip, hard enough to leave a bruise.
Those words were his unleashing. He thrust into me, burying every single inch of his cock.
“You take my cock so well, what a good fucking girl you are,” he growled as his fingers dug into my skin. “I never thought my fiancée would have such a greedy cunt.” The adrenaline coursed through me. My skin tightened as my pussy clenched harder with each pleasurable thrust.
“Who do you belong to, Ana?” he moaned as his hand left my hip and circled my clit. I nearly fell over the edge on contact.
“Nobody,” I bit back.I belonged to no one.
“Who do you fucking belong to, Anastacia?” The dominant fucker was back.
I couldn’t breathe as he entered me harder with each thrust, teasing me with my orgasm until I answered his question.
“Oh god!” I cried out as he let my head drop. His hand gripped my other hip to give him the edge over me, not that he never had it.
“Wrong name, love, try again.”He was an irritating arsehole.
“Fuck, Lorenzo,” I panted between tormenting thrusts. “You.I belong to you.” That killed me to say, but after tonight, I couldn’t imagine belonging to anyone else. “Please let me come. I need to come.” I begged for the thousandth time this evening.
“You’ll come when I say, and you’ll come with me. You’re so fucking tight; you were made for me.” He was right, despite how big he was, we seemed to fit perfectly with one another.
I chased the orgasm despite his warning not to as I rocked faster against his cock. He realised what I was doing, and he fucked me harder as if this was not only the first but the final time. Like he’d never get to fuck me again. I could no longer hide how my body yearned to give in to the orgasm as it crept in before being ripped away every single time.
“Please, I need—” I cried out as tears fell from my eyes. The sheets soaked them up as quickly as they fell. “I can’t—” I panted through ragged breaths.
“Come for me, Anastacia, come all over my fucking cock like the good fucking girl you are.” Those words were my undoing as I let myself go completely.
My body no longer felt like my own, the feelings I felt didn’t feel like mine. The euphoria took over as I came all over my fiancé’s cock as he pumped inside me. His moans matched mine as we moved one final time in sync, his cock pumped as my pussy clenched. I clawed the sheets with everything I had as he grasped my hips, his fingers burning my skin. My legs trembled and shook with exhaustion. Lorenzo’s hands held me up as if I was boneless. My waves fanned the sheets as I tried to control my breathing. I had nothing else to give.
He pulled out of me, and I felt the warm mixture of our cum trickle slowly from my pussy. His finger tormented my sensitive and swollen folds.
“Open your mouth, love. Taste how fucking perfect we are together.” His voice was softer, but there was no doubt the dominance was still there until I’d obeyed his final order.
I glanced back over my shoulder as his finger found my mouth. I seductively sucked it clean, the saltiness of our arousal warm on my tongue before it eased down my throat. His face was almost as exhausted as mine, but his exhaustion was most probably from the confession he made before he took everything I offered.
This man had ruined me.
All because I’d asked him to.
And I didn’t regret a damn thing.
I scoopeda limp and exhausted Anastacia into my arms as she hung hers around my neck. Her body fit perfectly into mine. Her eyes fought to stay open, but it was no use, she was too far gone. Her lashes fanned her cheeks, her lips parted slightly as she drifted off to sleep. I didn’t know how she’d feel about sleeping beside me this evening, but I wouldn’t leave her alone after what happened between us. I pulled the sheets up around her naked body as I climbed in beside her. I pulled her into my embrace as she let herself wriggle into the crook of my arm. Her other hand laid delicately on my chest, and although she was already asleep, her fingers moved in circular motion, causing my skin to pebble beneath her perfectly manicured fingertips.
