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“Please, fuck me.”
With his jaw clenched, he pulled his finger out of me and held it up in front of me, the digit glistening with my wetness.
“You’re certainly wet enough, aren’t you?” he said. He ran his tongue along his finger, sampling the taste of me.
Then he put that finger to my lips. “Suck,” he commanded.
I parted my lips, taking the tip between them. I’d never tasted myself before, but the warm salty-sweet taste was more pleasant than I would have expected.
He pushed his finger in further, all the way to the last knuckle, then out again.
“Good girl,” he said. I just managed to see the words on his lips before he spun me around. As he did, I caught sight of the little foil packet in his hand—thank God.
I’d barely gotten my hands down on the sofa’s back when I felt the swollen head of his cock against my slit, rubbing up and down.
And then he was inside me. Not gently.
Hard.
Deep.
All at once.
The stretch, the burn, it made me cry out. And yet, it had my body sparking hotter than ever before. No more chills. Just heat.
As he withdrew and thrust back in without pause, every bit of me zoned in on that sexy-as-hell piece of metal. It stroked against my G-spot like it had been made just for me. The sensation was so intense, it shocked right through my whole body, and the cry that slipped from my lips had nothing to do with pain.
“That’s it,perla,” Amadeo said, right against my left ear. “Scream.”
He kicked his hips and thrust harder as his free hand slid around my body to squeeze my breast. And then he caught my nipple between his fingers.
The pull. The twist. Bloody hell, it hurt. And it didn’t hurt at all. It was like his cock was twisting up every sensation inside me, turning them on their head until pain looked like pleasure.
By the time he released my nipple, I was whimpering at the loss, but not a breath later, his fingers zeroed in on my clit, pinching, rubbing.
“God, that feels good,” I moaned. But it didn’t just feel good. It felt wild and fast and out of control. I was climbing so high, so much faster than ever before.
Orgasms during sex had never been a guarantee for me. More often than not, I’d find my own release at the end of a lackluster shag. But now, I could feel it, the intense pressure building between my thighs. So close.
He pulled out.
I’d gone from stretched to the maximum to empty so fast, it made my breath catch in my throat.
It did nothing to help me breathe when he spun me around and threw me over his shoulder.
I squealed; it was a strangled sound to my own faulty ears.
His hand came down on my backside, a stinging slap that made me squeal and moan at the same time. I couldn’t even say what that sounded like.
He carried me across the room to his bed in several long strides and dropped me down on the edge of it.
He was in front of me, his cock in his hand, stroking it slowly.
“Spread your lips for me,” he said, eyeing my pussy.
I hesitated, feeling the full weight of the power differential here. He still had half of his bloody clothes on!
“I know you saw what I said,perla.Do it.”
