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He pulls out of me, his nostrils flaring, and he spins me around, my shaky legs barely holding me up.
“Bend over the chair.” His voice is gruff.
I do as he says, placing my hands on the wet plastic arms. He twists my hair around his fist and yanks my head back, at the same time thrusting into me from behind as his fingers dig into my ass.
His hips drive into me so hard our thighs slap, knocking me off balance. Losing my grip on the chair, we tumble forward and my mouth bounces off the opposite side.
“Fuck!” he cries, and my body sags when he pulls out, leaving me panting up across the cushion.
I turn and find him staring at me. A metallic taste hits my tongue, and I realize I’ve split my lip. He backs away with a horrified look as his hands pull at his hair.
“You didn’t want that, Rosa! I hurt you!”
He pulls up his pants and goes to storm past me. I step in front of the door to block him, my palm hitting against his chest.
“I need to take a minute.” He rubs his hands over his face.
“Nope. That's not how we’re doing this, Luca.”
He tips his head to the side.
“You didn’t hurt me. I was close, you stopping is what hurt me. So go and sit back down and let me take care ofmyman.”
I stand on my tiptoes, my puffy lips grazing his jaw. “Please?”
I push him back and saunter over to the metal chair. “Sit.”
He blinks a few times before doing as I say.
A wild idea creeps into my mind when I spot a coil of rope on the floor.
I see the conflict on his face. I know what he needs, but he’s so worried about breaking me. I want to show him I’m not that girl anymore. I can take control, I can look after us both.
I hate seeing him like this. I want him to forget, even just for a few minutes.
“Can I?” I hold up the rope between us. “You can’t take it too far if you’re tied to a chair.” I wink at him.
He groans, tipping his head back. “Tie me, baby.”
A thrill runs through me. I quickly get to work, tying his wrists together behind the chair. Once I’m satisfied he’s not wriggling free, I pull my top over my head and walk around to face him.
“Jesus,” he hisses, already tugging at his binds.
I straddle him and start working at the buttons of his shirt until it falls open, giving me the perfect view of his abs.
“That's better.” I start peppering kisses along his chest, all the way up to his neck, occasionally biting down, causing him to groan.
I pull back and trail my finger down his stomach and pull his dick out of his boxers, stroking his shaft.
“Rosa, please.”
I lift up, so the tip just teases my entrance. I lace my hands around his throat as I sink down.
“Shit,” I hiss, sliding down to the base.
I start to ride him, nice and slow, rolling my hips so my clit rubs against him.
“You feel so good, Luca.”
