Page 17 of The Sicilian Bastard
"You want to come?" I smacked her pussy and she launched off the bed. Well, as far as she could while restrained. She strained against the cuffs and I chuckled. I went to my items and pulled out the Hitachi and pounced on her.
"Come as much as you like,fiore."
I laughed at the thought of wringing so many orgasms out of her body, she'd be screaming for me to stop. Sometimes there could be such a thing as too much pleasure. Best to teach her now so she knows not to play with my pussy anymore.
I turned the Hitachi on low because I knew any kind of stimulation was going to set her off immediately. I also didn't want to fry her nerve endings. Not yet anyway.
She moaned as soon as I hit her clit. There was no teasing or workup. I wanted her to get the pleasure she sought so when it started hurting, she would be begging me to stop. That would be my time to shine. I wanted her a sopping mess, her body covered in fluids, her sweat, tears. Hell, if I thought ahead, I'd cover her in her blood. a few nicks on the skin. My cock was throbbing. I needed to get out of my head. I didn't want to mar her skin. It was a deep need I had ignored for a while now. Ever since Vittorio had caught me. I shook the thought out of my head. The last thing I needed to think about was my brother. Distracted, I missed the hints that my littlefiorehad come again.
"How many is that?" I roughly cupped her throbbing core.
She was hot and wet. I was going to relish breaking her.
"T-three?" Her eyes were starting to glaze over.
"Are you sure?" I prodded.
"Y-yes?" she panted.
"Yes, what?" I held back a laugh as she pouted.
"Dude?" She grinned.
Oh, kitty wanted to play. I held the vibrator against her. I brought her three more times before she started screaming.
"Sir, sir," she sobbed out and I pulled away.
"Damn straight," I boasted. Then I proceeded to force her to come over and over again with no time to cool down until she was pulling away from me.
Until she was crying out in pain. Until her clit was bright red from the friction. Until she knew that her body was mine. All mine. Anyone who said different would eat my bullet.
