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She smiles with a radiance that catches my breath and withholds the oxygen, causing me to stare in wonder at the most perfect woman I have ever met.
My woman.
The one I never realized existed, but knowing she is in my arms gives me more power than I ever thought possible.
I lead her across to the wall and say roughly, “Remember, trust me. This is for your own good.” She appears nervous but nods, her anxiety obvious as she stares at the restraints on the cold stone wall.
I turn her to face me and slip her wrists into the metal cuffs for the second time, and then do the same with her ankles until she is spread out before me.
Her nervous smile unhinges my locked heart because how is she so beautiful and trusting when it’s obvious she is shit scared?
“Trust me.” I growl and hear her gasp when I reach for the whip that hangs nearby.
“Matteo, I...” She starts to tremble as I crack it against the ground, the sound of it causing her to cry, “Please, no.”
The tears slide down her face as she breaks apart as she faces something that will steal the sleep from her body until she faces it.
“I told you to trust me.” I growl, hating that I have turned this moment into terror and with a flick of my wrist, I catch her skin with the edge of the tail. Her startled surprise melts the last frozen piece of my heart as a smile ghosts her lips and she whispers, “How?”
I flick the whip again and she shivers as it caresses her body.
“It doesn’t hurt.”
She gazes at me in wonder, and I nod, guarding against the emotion that is threatening to reveal how much she owns my soul.
“It can.” I shrug and grin wickedly. “This whip can be soft and caressing like the most attentive lover, or it can be cruel and unforgiving in the hands of a sadist. It’s up to you to decide which one you prefer and there is not just one setting, it can react to your needs.”
“I love it.” Her eyes shine as I give her more, the tail caressing her body, causing her to groan.
Watching her is the biggest turn on. Spread out before me and loving the effects of something I can do. I fine tune her body until she is ready and as I end this session with a harder flick of the wrist, she screams as her orgasm tears through her, the pain releasing the demon from inside her as she banishes the ghosts of the past.
I can’t restrain myself and in two steps push inside her and fuck her hard, loving how her slick walls caress my hard cock as I take what I want, knowing she got there first.
I will never tire of my wife. I know that already and we will explore life together in all its depraved beauty, knowing that we only have our best interests at heart.
We drive one another to the point of exhaustion and finish up on the terrace, wrapped in a blanket, staring into the fire pit. The moon beams its approval down on us and as I hold my princess in my arms, I have never felt so happy.
“What happens next, Matteo?”
She is curious and I wish I knew the answer to that, and I say with a sigh.
“We do whatever is necessary to win.”
“Win?” She’s confused and I sigh.
“Have you ever heard the name Carlos Matasso?”
She shakes her head and stares up at me with perplexity.
“No, should I?” That makes me feel better at least and I drop a light kiss on her tempting lips and then say with a hard sigh, “He is Mario’s father.”
She stiffens and I rub her arm almost with distraction.
“It turns out he’s also the beneficiary of my father’s last will and testament and if everything goes his way, can add the name Don Ortega to his many other titles, the main one being controlling evil bastard.”
“What does that mean for you? For us?” She sounds worried, and I try to remain unfazed. “It means we are a problem he needs to deal with.”
“Are we in danger?”
