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“Just fucking do it already,” he calls to me as I step into the hallway.

After a brief detour to the bag of tools I keep ready in the garage, I head upstairs.

Opening the door, I am greeted by the sight of Ava on the bed. She is on top of the sheets, her body resting against the headboard as she reads. She is so engrossed in the book she is currently reading that I am not certain if she even realizes that I entered the room.

Walking towards the bed my eyes flow over her body, starting at her delicate powder pink toenails and continuing up her long, lean legs. While they are different than the normal stringy thongs, I tend to find her in, I quite like the white lacy boy shorts that are barely covering her ass. A snug white tank top attempts to cover her, but her pert, pink nipples are visible through the thin fabric.

Stepping beside her, my fingers wrap around her throat, immediately drawing her attention away from the pages in front of her. Gripping her tight, I lean down until my lips are dusting over hers as she pushes against my grip to take in my kiss.

ChapterFifty

Avalie

I was so enthralled with the novel in front of me, I didn’t realize Renzo had entered the room until his fingers wrapped around my neck. My breasts heave as his lips brush over mine like the dusting of a feather, barely making contact, as his grip keeps me from closing the distance between us.

He finally closes the small distance between us, and my lips part allowing him the access to my mouth we both want him to have. Our tongues and lips collide, as we kiss each other with a violent need – as though the air we are sharing is how we manage to keep breathing. Renzo pulls away with my lower lip firmly held between his teeth, biting down hard before letting go.

A small yelp comes from my mouth as he breaks the skin. Pulling my lower lip into my mouth, the metallic taste of blood coats my tongue. Licking over the bite, my eyes meet his.

“Do you like the pain,” his thumb slides over my bloody lower lip as his eyes fill with lust.

“Yes,” I answer quietly, feeling my heart begin to race.

“Does my pain bring you pleasure,piccola pesca?”

“Yes,” my body aching for him as I watch him lick my blood from his thumb.

His hand slides under my jaw as his fingers take hold of my chin, “Do you want me to pleasure you?”

Barely able to push out a response through my rapid breathing, I muster, “Yes.”

Using my chin to guide me, Renzo leads me from the mattress to the bedpost. Leading me backwards, until my back is flush against the post he bends forward. Expecting him to kiss me again, I part my lips, but his travel towards my ear.

“Arms up,” the two deep and demanding words shoot excitement straight to my core and I stretch my arms above my head. The cuffs hanging above me wrap around my wrists, goosebumps erupting down my back with each click as Renzo slowly tightens them.

Standing on my toes, my pussy clenches as I watch Renzo roll up the sleeves to his shirt exposing his forearms. My breath hitching with anticipation as he browses the various items in the armoire.

Renzo turns and begins walking towards me, striking the black leather slapper against his palm with each step. The crack echoes around the room over his heavy footsteps.

“I expect you to count my marks,” he slowly turns my body dragging the slapper softly over my skin, “In return, I will make you come for every mark I leave on your body.”

The leather cracks across my ass and I let out a loud yelp.

“Count,” Renzo demands as he strikes me again.

“T…Two,” I cry out.

“Good girl,” his hand rubs over the marks left on my cheek.

He steps back, and I take a deep breath just as the leather strap snaps against my upper thigh.

A raspy, “three,” explodes from my mouth as I exhale my breath.

Two rapid strikes hit my unmarked cheek. My toes curl, thighs clench and my head drops back as I moan out an airy, “Four…five.”

“So beautiful all marked for me,” Renzo drops the slapper on the bed and drops to his knees behind me, his lips and tongue immediately on the marks covering my ass and thigh.

He spins me and pulls my panties to the side, as his tongue licks across my cunt as his hands shred the lace, causing the fabric to fall to the floor. Grabbing my thighs, he throws them over his shoulders as he fervently devours my clit. My hands struggle to hold the chains binding me to the bedpost and my heels dig into his back as I come across his tongue.

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