Page 75 of Mafia and Gold Digger

She arches for me, testing the restraints. But she can’t go anywhere.

I grin. “Like I said, baby. All you can do is take it. Take every bit of pleasure I give you until you break for me…”

With that, I palm her breast as I bury my face between her thighs.

Eating her out is like nothing else I’ve experienced. She tastes so damn good. She’s so damn responsive.

She moans for me and pants my name. And she grinds her pussy against my mouth as I pinch her nipples.

I slow down every lick. Denying her. Relishing in the control I have over her right now.

Just when she lifts her head to beg, I up the pace of my tongue working her clit. She’s so close to coming, I can tell.

I pull away and lick up her belly.

“No! I was so close…”

“I know,” I chuckle. “But I didn’t give you permission to come, did I?”

“Oh my fucking God, Valentino!”

“You’re such a bad girl using fuck and the name of a saint in the same sentence. And bad girls get punished…”

“Fuck. You. Saint.”

“Oh, gladly, baby. Gladly.”

She glares at me as she watches me get up and go to her nightstand where I know she has a Hitachi vibrating wand. Her eyes widen as I pull it out and test it.

“I’m the one in control here, baby, so you need to beg me if you want to come,” I growl.

I press the wand to her clit and keep palming her perfect tits, my fingers moving closer and closer to her nipple as she writhes for me.

I turn up the wand to the highest setting possible.

And she lets out a desperate cry. Her hips buck against me as she pleads. “Saint!”

“Saint, what?” I ask.

She doesn’t answer, so I turn off the wand and pull it away from her. It’s already soaked, and I slowly lick her juices from it.

She stares at me, eyes dilated, face flushed as she pants.

“Let’s try again,” I suggest after a few seconds have passed.

And I keep rubbing the wand over her again and again, working it over her swollen clit and slick entrance as she moans, edging her over and over again.

The third time I do this, I consider letting her have her release as she holds her breath. I shake my head with a smirk. “Not this time.”

“Saint!” she cries when I pull the wand away. She’s so damn close. “Please, please! I’m a good girl, but I need to come. I’m so close, so wet for you!”

“I know you are… But you don’t get to come until I’m inside you and pounding your beautiful pussy with my cock. If you come before that, we’ll have to start all over again,” I threaten.

I edge her another two times, really testing her determination to obey.

She thrashes and tries to hold out until she’s nearly sobbing and really starts to beg me. “Please, Saint. Please. I want to feel you. I need you inside me. Please!”

“That’s how a good girl begs,” I praise, turning off the wand.

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