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“From now on, you belong to me,” I growl, starting to pump the toy inside her, the motions slow and rhythmic. “You may not have my ring on your finger yet, but do not mistake me. I will never let you go. I will never let anyone else have you.”
“I’m not… fucking… marrying you,” she gasps, the furious objection less convincing when she’s moving her hips in rhythm with the toy. Her words trail off, turning into little whimpers.
“Keep telling yourself that,” I smirk. “Your pussy seems to like me, even if you don’t.”
She straight upgrowls, an impassioned, throaty sound that makes my cock ache. Her arms strain against the ropes, muscles flexing, like she’s using all of her strength just to prove to herself that there’s no escape.
“Let’s put these back in,” I say, and I stuff her panties back into her mouth while she fights me. “Now be a good girl and come for me.”
I use both hands to move the vibrator, one thrusting inside her, the other making sure the rabbit ears stay right on her clit. Her thighs clench and release, hips shaking. I can tell she’s getting close.
Then the dam breaks. Ava’s back arches, her lower body shaking, pussy clenching around the toy. I keep thrusting, watching her face, seeing the incredible release. If she wasn’t gagged with her own underwear, it would be almost angelic.
“Good girl,” I whisper, continuing to thrust until her orgasm fades. I turn the vibrator off, but leave it inside her. Her pussy twitches.
I walk around to the front of the bed. Ava is breathing heavily. I stroke her cheek with my hand and when she nuzzles against it, I have to swallow to push away the warmth that it brings me.
“Mine,” I tell her, removing the gag from her mouth. Her lips hang open, and for a moment, I almost think she’s going to echo “yours.”
Then her mouth closes, and she turns away from me.
My eyes darken. It doesn’t matter. This is an arrangement, not a love affair.
She’ll say it soon enough.
Chapter Eleven
Ava
To my chagrin, when Alessandro finally unties me, it’s only to allow me to go to the bathroom, then reattach one of the cuffs to my ankle, which he secures to the foot of the bed. There’s nothing I can do but lie there as he clips locks onto both the cuff and the bed frame, looking at me pointedly as he drops the key into his pocket.
“Wouldn’t want you going anywhere,” he explains.
I’m still naked, but I don’t say anything about it. Climaxing for him the way I just did,surrenderinglike that, has me feeling very, very submissive. My brain is still a little scrambled. I watch as he removes his shirt, the yellow light of the bedside lamp throwing his rippling muscles into harsh relief.
“How long are you going to keep me?” I ask, finding my voice.
He doesn’t look at me. “We’re driving back to Bover City tomorrow. I’m returning you to your father.”
“You like doing his dirty work?”
“Not his dirty work.Mydirty work.”
“So why are you bringing me back to my dad? Why not just keep me?”
I didn’t mean that the way it sounded. But Idoknow how it sounded. My cheeks flush as I wait for his response.
Alessandro turns to me. I work to keep my eyes on his face instead of his jacked torso. There’s a neat little trail of hair making a line from his bellybutton to his waist, and I’d kind of like to trace it with my tongue…
“Don’t worry,” he says with a smirk. “I’ll keep you soon enough.”
That makes me shiver. I face away from him, trying to collect my thoughts. Soon, he turns out the lights and slips into bed next to me.
I lie awake, thoughts a blur, very aware of the cuff on my ankle.
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Alessandro
