I wanted to touch him, but my hands were still bound, my body at the mercy of what he was going to do next. “Please.”
There was a chuckle, and I felt Valentino slip at the entrance of my sex. “I like it when they beg. Tell me, Leda, how many times have you begged?”
God, I couldn’t think straight. His finger teased into me, pushing in and out to stoke a fire that was already simmering under the surface. Between that and his thumb, I wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Come for me,” he growled, his fingers flexing against the nape of my neck. “Come only for me.”
And I did. Holy fuck did I come. I cried out as the orgasm hit me full force. My knees weakened, and when Valentino let go of my neck, I practically collapsed to the ground, the impact rattling my bones.
“Good girl,” Valentino whispered as I gasped for breath.
The orgasm had shattered me, turned my bones into jelly. Daringly, I looked up to find him fumbling with his zipper, a hard look on his handsome face, and my breath caught.
He was going to fuck me. My body shivered at the thought, wondering what being dominated by someone like him would feel like. Clearly this was a role he had a lot of practice in.
“Give me your hands,” he said roughly. I held them up, and he ripped away the material bounding them like it was nothing. He placed my hands on the top of his slacks and slowly, I gave them a tug until his cock fell out.
And boy, did itfall out.
His cock was huge, the purple head already adorned with a drop of pearl at its tip. His hand gripped my chin, and I felt him pulling my mouth towards it.
He wanted me to suck him. Involuntarily, I licked my lips, curious to know how he would taste in my mouth. I knew my thoughts were irrational, considering everything that had happened up until now.
But something about how he handled me, how he made me do whatever he wanted awoke a feeling that was now itching to break free from deep within my core.
So I didn’t protest when he shoved his cock in my mouth, his thumb between my teeth to keep my jaw open in order to accommodate his size. Valentino grunted, his other hand shifted to the back of my head, and relaxed just enough for me to bring my own hand up to wrap around his shaft.
He jerked slightly at the contact and swatted my hand away. “Mouth only, Princess.”
It was clear. This was for him. Not for me.
I clasped my hands behind me for balance as he shoved himself deep into my throat, gagging me. Tears blurred my eyes. Pleasure and pain, excitement and degradation, all mixed together at once.
I should be ashamed, but surprisingly, I wasn’t.
I wantedmore.
His thrusts became harder, and I knew he was getting close. Never in my life had I let anyone do this to me. Never had anyone had this sort of control over me, and I was scared at what I felt about it.
His scent—musk tinted with a hint of smoke—drowned out all other smells as he gripped his hand tighter behind my head. His cock was stiffening.
With a guttural groan, his taste flooded my mouth, and he pulled me close to him as he came. I had no choice but to swallow every ropey spurt.Too much. It’s too much.I placed my hand against his thighs, desperate to breathe.
He held me—struggling—against his bucking hips as he continued emptying himself in my mouth and down my throat. My world grew blurry in a haze of tears. I coughed, and felt his seed running down my chin.
Finally, he pulled away with a grunt and I gasped for air, coughing. A thin gossamer stream clung to the corner of mouth and dropped to the floor, pooling between my legs. I refused to look at him.
My cheeks burned with shame, not because of what he made me do.
But because Ilikedit.
No, not justliked…
Iwantedit.
Chapter 14
Lucas