Page 314 of Ruin Me Gently

She reached inside the bag, withdrawing something soft, familiar.

My scarf.

She crawled back up my body, straddling me, pressing her weight against my hips as she guided my hands above my head, wrists pressed firmly against the wooden bed frame.

“You brought that?” I rasped.

“Of course I did,” she whispered, eyes darkening as she looped the fabric around my wrists, securing me firmly. “Now, let’s see how much you trust me.”

She dove back into the bag.

“What’s that?” I asked, eyes locked on the object she held.

“It’s something new,” she whispered, dragging the cool, smooth silicone down my chest, teasing lower, torturously slow. “Something I thought we’d try together.”

She dipped two fingers into her pussy, gathering her wetness, before sliding them down my shaft, teasing my balls and circling slowly around my asshole.

“Fuck, Lilith,” I groaned, spreading my thighs wider, hips shifting eagerly, silently begging for more.

She grinned wickedly, pressing one slick finger firmly against my entrance, slipping inside easily. A shudder rolled through me, pleasure rippling up my spine.

“You like that, don’t you?” she purred, voice silky, teasing me as she added another finger, stretching, opening me up in a way she knew drove me fucking insane.

“Yes,” I hissed, hips rocking greedily against her touch, cock painfully hard, throbbing against my stomach.

She slid her fingers out, spat onto the toy, and pressed the tip of the smooth silicone against my hole, before gently pushing it inside me, filling me inch by inch until I was stretched tight around it.

“Fuck—Lilith—”

She bit her lip gently, and flicked the switch, vibrations suddenly pulsing deep inside me, hot and sharp and fucking overwhelming. My entire body jolted, cock leaking, stomach tensing as pleasure shot through my veins.

“Cazzo sì,” I groaned, fingers clenching helplessly around the scarf that bound me, hips thrusting involuntarily against empty air, desperate for relief. “Fuck—that’s—good.”

She fucked me slowly with the toy, vibrations rolling through me, deep and relentless until I was trembling, lost in sensation.

Then, she repositioned herself between my spread legs and gripped the other end of the toy, guiding it to her pussy.

My breath hitched, heart hammering violently, as she slowly pushed it inside herself, until it connected us—locked us together in the most intimate, mind-blowing way.

“Cazzo,” I hissed, as she leaned back onto one elbow, half-sitting between my thighs, hips angled perfectly. She began to rock in slow movements that pushed the toy deeper into both of us, sending pleasure ricocheting between our bodies.

“You feel it?” she moaned softly, her head falling back as she rode the toy, fucking us both at once, driving me closer to the edge.

“Oh Dio, sì,” I groaned, pulling hard against my restraints, desperate to touch her, desperate to feel her skin beneath my fingers. “Lilith, fuck—mi fai impazzire.”

Her hand roamed to my cock, stroking firmly and my eyes drifted lower.

“Per l’amor di Dio,” I rasped.

The sight of my ring on her finger while she stroked me was almost too much to bear. “Lilith, you’re really mine, aren’t you?”

She smiled, squeezing me tighter, her grip possessive and perfect. “Always,” she whispered, “Always.”

My cock throbbed in her grip, and pleasure spiralled violently up my spine. She rocked against the toy connecting us, stroking me harder, faster, until I was trembling, dangerously close to losing it entirely.

“Silas—I’m gonna—fuck—” she gasped, body locking up, hips grinding faster, harder.

“Please,” I choked out desperately, my arms straining against the scarf. “Come for me, Lilith. Please—I need it. Come all over me.”

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