Massimo has had me cordoned to one area of the estate with strict orders not to leave the upper level until he returns home.My husband, even with all the staff we have in place, does not take chances with my security.Perimeter guards have been doubled, and interior guards have been put in place while he has the lower level of our home transformed while necessary construction teams work to create the space we designed together.
He hasn’t said a word about what he’s up to, but I know.In the depths of my soul and my center, I know exactly what Massimo is up to and the suspense is absolutely driving me crazy.I glance out the window.The contractors have been packing up for exactly fifteen minutes, and soon they will be on their way.I know it will leave me a window of time, one that would allow me to sneak down to the lower level of our home and see what he’s had them doing.
I want to, so badly I can taste it.I want to see what additions he’s made to the plans he had me look over and work on.To see what he envisions my desires to be.What he fantasizes doing to me because as much as I feel close to Massimo, I want to know everything, what makes him exhale a sharp breath of desire, tighten a jaw to control his reflexes, and just how much it makes his cock ache to think about me in these positions.
It has to be the same for him as it is for me.Something about our connection from the very beginning has been absolutely magnetic.The chemistry that stirs between us, even now, after how many times being together, just grows instead of dimming.I want to know everything that Massimo has created because I know he wants to pleasure me.And that is the most sensual feeling of all.No matter what I do to pleasure him, with Massimo, it's always about my pleasure.
He doesn’t need to say it, command or instruct it, I feel it.And I can’t wait to see what he’s built, but a part of me wants to see it before he shows it to me.To be a naughty girl and sneak down, just to take a peek.Only so I can prepare myself, know what to expect so I can give him the ultimate pleasure.My center aches with the very thought.
I watch as the construction workers file out into their contractors’ trucks and vans and are escorted out of the estate.As soon as they have passed through the gates at the bottom of the drive, I jump into action, slipping into a pair of slides and grabbing a pair of sexy heels and one of his ties, the tie that I adore.I open our bedroom door slowly.A cautious glance through the crack tells me that security is getting a little bit more comfortable now that the contractors have left with no attempt at harming anyone or trying to capture me.
They’re now certain that the remaining Cassone soldiers, Amortes, or Gallinis haven’t sent in men to storm the house under the guise of a construction company.No matter how secure the company was that Massimo hired, with outside contractors there’s always a risk because you don’t control the hiring process.It’s someone else’s decision and the people that want to slip in can do it with such ease that the owners of the company don’t even have a clue.
A quick glance at the clock tells me that I have approximately fifteen minutes to pretend I’m heading down to the gym, but then double back to the stairs that will take me to the lower level and hopefully all the new guards will continue punching out for the day.
Massimo gives me so much, has given up so much for me, and with that thought my seductive little mission becomes that much more important.I’m doing this.I survey the area down the halls before I venture out.I close the bedroom door behind me and cringe at the sound of the loud click, but I don’t shy away from it.Instead, I walk with confidence down the hall, just as I would normally do, trying to portray an unrushed everyday stride although all the nerves in my body are taut with emotion and a need to do what’s on my mind.
I know he has cameras though, so I tread softly, because I want this, I have a burning desire to set him on fire the way that he does me.Every thought in my mind is of making him turn to a molten pool of desire.
The hall is long.Slinking along the walls, avoiding the normal corners and obvious places that cameras would be installed if it were Papa’s home is easy.When I come to the door, the secret door that leads me downstairs, my blood starts racing.He has the most profound effect on every aspect of my senses, and even when he’s not with me, he’s with me in every sense that matters.
A motorized sound causes me to freeze, plastered against the wall.I inhale a deep breath.A camera, it’s moving.Even I didn’t think he’d have a system this sophisticated, but I’m already almost there, and I’m not giving up.I want to see the look on his face, want to be the one to make his cock ache with desire when he sees the little nymph he’s created.
One, two and three, a guess based on Papa’s warehouse security system, and then I move, fast, racing down the hall before opening the last door.The one that will take me to the lower level.The one that was stark white the last time I looked, the last time he caught me snooping.
This time is different.I’m not an intruder, I’m not snooping, well not really, he built it for me, based on what he believes will pleasure his wife.Only, I want to be the one to cause the darkness in his eyes to light with the haze of lust, to cause his whole world to tilt into the oblivion that he takes me to every night, over and over again.
I open the door to Massimo’s lower level of his Jersey shore estate and every neuron in my body ignites with a passion that most people have never imagined, an incredible and visceral energy that takes hold of every inch of my skin, setting it on fire as I take in the room that he has created for us.And the first thing that catches my attention is the St.Andrew’s cross, a solid gold piece of equipment with a base that is scrolled with one word on the bottom.Roselli.
The breath that leaves me is involuntary.Massimo created the exact cross that he bound me to not that long ago, an exact replica as his VIP suite in Carnal Sins, but this, this is personal, it’s in his estate, not the club, for me, and everything south begins to throb.My pussy is already so wet, but this, this day, I swear it’s not about me.He gives me so much without realizing it at all.
He may have created this room for my pleasure, but I’m bound and determined to make it about his pleasure.I look from wall to wall, and every implement that I touched, it’s here, paddles and floggers of every type, with different lengths and thicknesses, some with long thin tails, and firmer and thicker ones that will be more like a massage than punishment.But all have been incorporated into the room that he’s created for us.Every single implement that he asked me about; every implement he teased me with, that captured my slightest attention in the Carnal Sins VIP room is on that wall.
But what really captures my attention are all the benches, all with different heights and steps.This is new.The benches were there, but I was so captivated by the implements and that cross, it was hard to get my eyes and mind to focus on anything else.
But Massimo likes to spank me.I know it, he knows it, even when I’ve not done anything wrong to provoke him, he likes to find a reason to paddle my ass with the flat of his hand, then caress it, soothing the heat before slipping his finger into my pussy, because he knows it will be wet and leaking with desire just for him and the kinks that we share.
My eyes take in the variety of leather-covered benches, some with different levels, causing blood to course through my veins at an unprecedented pace as I envision him spanking me on the multiple pieces of equipment.The man I used to fear the most, the one with most to gain from my family’s demise, has not only managed to capture me physically, make me his wife, but has somehow managed to turn me into a burning cauldron of desire who will do anything to return half the pleasure to him that he brings to me.
A faint click catches my attention before lights overhead turn on, sending a dim and starry feel to the room.But my attention quickly turns to my husband, my very large and dominating husband who instantly sends a wave of anticipation running straight down the length of my spine.
His dark eyes penetrate me with the heat that causes juice to spill down my legs, knowing that whatever is about to happen may be more than I bargained for when entering into a space that I was explicitly told not to explore.Rules that Massimo thinks should apply.
A dark mask, one like the couples that we passed in the Carnal Sins lower level wore, hangs from his fingers.His deep baritone voice, husky with lust cuts through the silence of the room.“By no means allow me to interrupt your show.Strip for me, kitten.”
My breath catches, absorbed by the dominance in his eyes and the way he watches me so intently.I swallow through the desire pooling through my body, heating my skin and turning my nipples to stone.I slide out of my sweatshirt, and then my slides and yoga pants.His eyes heat, gazing at the matching bra and panty set with matching black bows between my breasts and at my hip.“Is this what you intended to be wearing when I came downstairs to find my errant and naughty wife?”
The thought of what he wants to do with me in this lower-level playroom makes my pussy clench, leaking wetness onto the panties that I shouldn’t have worn.I shake my head.
“Did you lose your voice, kitten?”
I shake my head again, but the cock of his eyebrow spurs me to change my story.I clear my throat, working through the tightness as I strip down to bare.“No, I was going to be in this.”I swallow again and slip into my black stick heels and his black and gold tie before leaning against a paddling bench.
He leans against the door frame, almost engulfing it, taking me in.“I think your current state will do.”
27
Massimo
