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I grip her jaw, forcing her to meet my gaze. "Please what,piccola?"
She swallows hard, trembling. "Please touch me."
A smirk tugs at my lips as I trail my fingers down her neck, over the valley between her breasts, down to the jut of her hipbones. "Where do you want me to touch you?"
She jerks against the cuffs in frustration, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "Everywhere. Please touch me everywhere."
I bend over her, my lips brushing her ear. "As you wish.”
I reach for a black silk blindfold and tie it over her eyes, plunging her into darkness. Her breath hitches as she surrenders to the sensory deprivation.
Then, with silken smooth kisses, I explore her body. She moans, begging for more. The more she begs, the slower I go.
I reach over to the drawer and pull out some peacock feathers. I glide the feathers down her neck, over her collarbone, swirling them around her nipples until they pebble under my patterns. She arches into my touch, soft mewls escaping her parted lips.
“Oh mio dio” –oh my god–she moans, her voice hoarse, rapid.
I trail lower, down the valley between her breasts to her navel. Her stomach quivers as I tease the sensitive skin there. "Philippe, please." Her plea comes out as a whimper.
"Shh," I soothe. "Relax,piccola. I've got you."
I continue my lower path until I reach the apex of her thighs. Her legs fall open as I part them with my hands, and she tilts her hips up in invitation. I smile, running the feathers through her slick folds until she's writhing against the restraints.
"You're so wet for me," I murmur, sliding a finger into her heat. She cries out, trembling around my finger. I pump into her slowly, then faster, curling to find the spot that makes her scream.
When I do, her back arches off the bed. "Oh god, Philippe!"
I latch onto her neck, sucking a mark into her skin as I finger her relentlessly. Her walls start to flutter, and I know she's close. I redouble my efforts, pumping hard and fast until she shatters around me.
Her climax rips through her, and she clenches tight on my finger with a broken sob. I work her through the aftershocks until her body goes limp against the bed, completely spent.
Only then do I remove my finger and take off her blindfold. Her eyes blink open, hazy and unfocused, to meet my gaze. A lazy, sated smile curves her kiss-swollen lips.
"Thank you," she whispers.
I brush a lock of hair off her forehead, stroking her cheek tenderly. "You're welcome,amore mio."
In the heat of the moment, I slap Tatiana's pussy, adding an element of intensity and surprise. She gasps, eyes flying open, but I see the flash of arousal in her gaze.
"You like that, don't you?" I growl, giving her another sharp slap that makes her whimper. Her pussy is even wetter now, glistening under the firelight. I have to taste her again.
I dive between her thighs, lapping at her pussy hungrily. She cries out, twitching under my mouth as I lavish attention on herclit. Her arousal spikes, and I insert two fingers into her channel, curling them against her front wall.
"Philippe!" She shudders, clenching down on my fingers. I pump them faster and faster, my tongue flicking over her clit until she begins to quiver. My fingers are dripping wet, and I use one hand to hold her shaking, thundering thighs in place.
She’s losing control of her body, and I can feel her clench in shorter, faster intervals. Just then, I reach over and suck her clit, thrusting my fingers into her at just the right pace, without letting up, not stopping until she begins to quiver.
“Oh my god, Philippe,” she moans, her hands holding onto her handcuffs. I can hear the bed rattle as she comes again with another broken sob.
I withdraw my fingers and stand over her, admiring the flush on her skin and the rise and fall of her chest. She’s lying on her hip, a vixen for the perfect artist. Picasso would be jealous to see me have the honor of witnessing her naked. Her eyes open, gazing up at me with pure desire.
Leaning over and removing her handcuffs, I order softly, “on your hands and knees.” She scrambles to obey, positioning herself on the edge of the bed. I step behind her, gripping her hips and guiding my cock to her entrance.
With one hard thrust, I bury myself inside her. We both groan at the sensation, and I pause for a moment to revel in her tight heat.
Then I start to move, pulling out almost completely before slamming back in. Tatiana cries out, bracing herself against the bed as I pound into her over and over again. Her breasts dance to my tune, and her ass shakes just right. I give her ass a smack, admiring the shape of my palm on her skin, and she moans.
“Again,” she tells me. I do as she desires. Our flesh slaps together, primal and rough, as I lose myself in her body.
