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Releasing my wrists, he mercilessly grabs my thigh to lift me around his waist before carrying me the remainder of the hallway to his room. Entering the room, he uses our bodies to close the door. The impact knocking the air from my lungs as he ends the brutal assault on my mouth. My mouth left desperately wanting more.
With sheer finesse, my feet are lowered to the ground as Renzo pulls the dress over my head, leaving me completely exposed in front of him. His tongue delectably slides across his lower lip as his belt is quickly pulled from the loops of his pants.
“Turn around,” his words as savage as the look in his eyes, “hands on the door.”
I know I shouldn’t, but I follow his demands without hesitation. Turning to face the door, I place my palms on it as his arm wraps around my waist. In a smooth motion, he lifts me – pulling my lower body away from the door and spreading my legs. Pushing me forward, I am now bent at the waist, legs spread, with my forearms and palms resting on the door.
An animalistic growl rises from his chest as I hear him step back from me, “Fucking beautiful.”
My heart thumping in my chest and both of our rapid breaths the only sounds I can hear.
“Make sure you breathe,” his words quickly followed by the crack of his belt, the stinging of the flesh on my upper right thigh, and my whimper.
He growls again as the belt crashes over my left check, the impact causing my legs to tremble.
“Breathe,” his voice commanding, yet comforting, as the belt strikes across my right cheek.
“You take my pain so well,piccola pesca,” he groans as the belt strikes my right cheek again.
Tears well in the corners of my eyes as the belt snaps twice in rapid succession across my upper thighs. My breathing is so rapid, I can hardly catch my breath as a loud moan trembles in my throat.
Stepping closer, the belt passes in front of my face before I feel the warm leather wrap around my neck.
“Now, lets see how well you take my pleasure,” the belt tightens as he steps between my legs, his hands gripping my ass, as he presses the head of his cock to my entrance. He pushes himself inside, painfully stretching me to accommodate his size.
“So fucking tight,” he growls behind me, “and so fucking wet. You like the pain I give you.”
Airy whimpers quiver off my lips as he pulls out and slides back into me, coating himself with my arousal. Pulling out he slams back into me, my arms bracing hard against the door while a load moan bellows from my chest.
He slowly retreats and slams into me again, as he begins to pick up his pace, until he is relentlessly slapping his hips against my ass. His massive cock filling me and rubbing along every sensitive nerve with each stroke.
“Rub your clit,” he growls, pulling on the belt as he continues to pound into me, “Make yourself come around my cock.
Already so close, my body is ready to explode when my fingers reach between my legs. Within seconds my orgasm is crashing through my body, my arm on the door barely able to support me as Renzo continues to savagely slide in and out of me.
“Again,” he commands, standing me upright and shoving my chest against the door, “I didn’t say to stop.”
When I do not return my hand to my clit, he grabs it and pulls it between my thighs. Working my fingers over my clit, he continues to thrust into me so hard my body flexes onto my toes.
Breathy screams are coming from my mouth with each thrust, as our fingers are aggressively working my already over-sensitive clit. He pinches my clit and I come hard.
“Fuck…Renzo,” I scream as my body clenches around him so tightly that he roars while emptying himself inside of me.
He slows, but continues to thrust until I can feel both our fluids dripping from me. Pulling himself out of me, he whispers into my ear, “You look fucking beautiful with my marks on your ass and my cum running down your thighs.”
Fighting back the need to grimace while bending to pick up my dress from the floor, “This doesn’t change anything. I’m not yours, and I still fucking hate you.”
Crossing the hall, I enter my room and shut the door. I simply shake my head at myself as I stand with my back against the door.
What the fuck are you doing, Ava?
ChapterNineteen
Lorenzo
“You tell yourself what you need to hear,” I whisper to myself eyeing her beautifully marked ass as she crosses the hall to her room.
Pulling on my boxer briefs, I head into the bathroom. I grab a washcloth and dampen it with hot water before grabbing a bottle of aloe and heading across the hall.
