Page 19 of The Sicilian Heir
"Open, eyes on me," he commanded.
I obliged, my mouth unhinging instantly at his commands and my pussy fluttering for relief. He slid his cock inside slowly. Inch by glorious inch, I received his thick, long, throbbing cock. I relaxed my throat as much as I could in this position, but when he started to pull out, I couldn't help but graze my teeth alongside him.
He didn't react the way I thought. Instead of admonishing me, he groaned. "Fuck yes," he moaned out loud, his muscles all taut as he fought for control. So, I kept grazing him. He liked a little bite with his pleasure, too, it seemed. Strands of drool rolled down my neck as I let him use my face for his pleasure. He tightened up and I opened wider for his come, but he pulled out instead, causing me to cry out from the loss.
Vito grinned down at me and shimmied down my body. He pulled my legs apart and tossed one over his shoulder. Then, he placed his thick cock at my entrance and waited. I tried to push myself onto him, but he laid a huge hand on my pelvis, holding me down. "Beg me for it, little lotus," he murmured.
I screeched in outrage. This arrogant son of a bitch. I shook my head no and tried to scramble away from him, but he held me in place.
"Beg," he commanded, his fingers lightly brushing against my clit, making me squirm.
"Please?" I whispered. My pride was in the gutter now. All I wanted was an orgasm. A hard one.
"Please, what?"
I should've known he wasn't going to give in so easily. "Please, please let me come, sir," I gasped out as he stroked me lightly again, not enough to start my spiral, but enough to make me chase the hand touching me.
"You want this cock?" Vito's voice was gravelly and dangerously low.
"Yes, yes, I do. Please! Sir!" On the last word, I broke into a desperate sob.
"Then fuck yourself on it," he dictated, lifting his hand off my pelvis.
I did exactly as he said and pushed myself open with his cock. I was so wet, he slid right in, but he was so big that it was a very tight squeeze. I moaned as he pinched my nipples, squeezing myself on him even tighter.
"Sweet fuck, you're tight," he gasped. Sweat was beading on his forehead and there was a slight mania in his eyes. Not the crazy kind, not the possessive kind, where he would never let me out of his sight.
"Fuck, Vito… sir. I'm going to come," I cried. My nails found purchase in his skin as I raked them downward.
"That's it, come on my cock, you dirty little slut," he rasped in my ear. He grabbed a bunch of my hair and ripped my head to the side. Then he bit down hard on my shoulder, setting me off.
I screamed my orgasm and felt him release inside me a second later. Vito collapsed on top of me, not moving an inch. I felt dazed. My head in a fog, I barely registered Vito rolling me onto my stomach.
He rubbed a cream into my ass gently and pulled the plug out. I felt his fingers inside my dark hole and grumbled. "No more."
He barked out a laugh. "I'm just putting salve inside for you, so it doesn't hurt, little lotus," he mumbled.
I relaxed into his touch. When he finished, he rolled me onto my side and cuddled against my back. It was so unexpected, the floodgates opened. Before I knew it, I was blubbering, the sheet fisted in my small hand.
Vito rolled me to face him and hugged me against his wide chest. "Sh, little lotus, tell me what's wrong," he soothed.
"I don't know," I lied. I knew. It was everything and nothing, all at the same time. It was the harsh reality that I wasn't broken, but I was spiraling. Vito made me feel things no man had ever made me feel. I thought I was in love with Maddox. Then Romano happened, and Vito came into my life like a tornado and swept me off my feet.
"Don't lie, little lotus," Vito called me out.
That was another thing I liked about him. He was all no nonsense, no bullshit. It was something many people were sorely lacking.
"It's just, at the end, I had a flash—" I started, but he pulled away from me, his face so serious as he looked into my eyes.
"What did I say to make you flashback to that?"
I almost wept because this guy got it. He gets me. "Dirty little slut," I whispered. "They always called me that, or their pet. Never by name, and I had to call all of them master." I closed my eyes to conceal the deep shame I felt.
Vito chucked me under my chin. "Eyes, little lotus," he demanded.
Mine popped open just like that. He had such a way with my body.
"All you have to do is say the words, and I will correct anything that makes you think of them. If I could, I would go back and torture him more. Make him beg more, peel his flesh from his skin and then make him eat it. I would take a rod and do to him all the things he did to you. All the things he made you feel, I would make him feel tenfold."
