“Good girl.”
“Make love to me,” she breathed. I paused. Glanced up at her through narrowed eyes.
“Don’t do that,” I warned.
“Do what?” she gasped.
“Be cute when I’m trying to stay in control.”
Her lips curved into a small smile despite everything. “Maybe I want you to lose control.”
Jesus Christ. I kissed her harder then. All teeth and hunger while my hands explored every curve of her body like I’d memorize her skin through touch alone. I pulled back just enough to watch her face while my fingers circled around one of her nipples, pinching just enough to make her arch her back into the touch with a sharp gasp.
“Leo, please,” she begged again.
“Shhh,” I murmured. “Let me take care of you. I’ll show you what a good husband I am.”
Her body shuddered as I lowered my head to take her breast into my mouth instead. She tasted incredible. Like flowers and sugar. And desire. So much fucking desire that I was drowning in it.
I worked her over slowly with my mouth while my other hand slid down the flat plane of her stomach. Chiara’s hips rolled against the bed restlessly, like she couldn’t get close enough to me. Like she wanted more.
I smiled against her skin. “So demanding. But we already know you love this, don’t we?”
“Please,” she begged. “I want more. I-I want… y-your cock. Inside me. Now.”
That was it. That was the end of any pretense of self-control. I slid lower down her body until my shoulders settled between her thighs, spreading them wider while her entire body went rigid above me.
“Leo, don’t hurt me,” she yelped.
“Shhh,” I murmured again, pressing a soft kiss against the inside of her thigh. “You’re going to take what I give you. And you’re going to like it.”
I could feel her tremble. I could see how wet she already was. How badly she wanted this. Wanted me. And fuck, I wanted to ruin her.
“Say my name again,” I said roughly.
She hesitated. Then, “Leo. Please.”
That was all I needed. I licked her slowly from bottom to top. Chiara cried out sharply, her hips bucking into my mouth while her hands fisted in the sheets above her head. I smiled darkly against her. So responsive. So perfectly responsive. I did it again. Slower this time. Lingering. Savoring the taste of her while she writhed beneath me, making soft sounds that drove me insane.
“More,” she pleaded.
I pulled back slightly. “I already told you. You take what I give you.”
Her expression twisted with frustration and need. “I can’t take it anymore. Please…”
I laughed softly. “You’re still begging. See? I knew you couldn’t resist me.”
Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment but didn’t deny it. Good girl. I leaned forward again and circled her clit slowly with my tongue. Her entire body bowed off the bed with a sharp cry.
“Right there,” she gasped. “Leo… Put it inside me.”
I hummed against her, watching her fall apart slowly piece by piece. I was hard enough to hurt. Hard enough that I knew I’d barely last once I finally got inside her. But watching her like this? Watching her completely lose control under my hands, under my mouth? That was almost better. Almost.
I slid one finger inside her slowly. Chiara gasped, and I could feel her inner walls clamping down even from behind her virginity. So fucking tight. I made sure not to break the seal at her entrance, careful to save it for my cock.
“Relax,” I murmured. “Be a good, patient girl for me.”
“I can’t,” she managed.
