“On the bed with you,” I say. “On all fours.”
I fix her arms up left and right on the posters of the bed, not without slapping her face when I step around her to fix the other arm.
“I’ll let you pick the size,” I say. While I want to punish her, I will not repeat what happened a year ago.
I grab the strap-on and three dildos for her to choose from.
“Bench,” I say to Kat, who flaps Lilian over her lap. “I want Antonella to look you both in the eye while I take her.”
Kat chuckles. I know she is a sucker for an audience.
“Pick,” I say, holding up the three dildos for Antonella to see.
“Middle one,” she says.
It’s the smallest of the lot, but still girthy.
I remove my clothes and strap in, spit onto the dildo and kneel high behind her.
My hand wanders down her between her legs; she is dripping wet.
I knew it. She was doing all of this on purpose, the little brat she is.
I grasp her hair from the back of her head, arch her, and then I fuck her.
I fuck her until she screams.
“Watch,” I tell her. “Watch them.”
Kat has ordered Lilian to kneel on all fours in front of her and fingers her from behind.
“Watch what a good girl Lilian is, and what a disobedient little slut you are.”
She trembles.
“My filthy little whore,” I say. “You are mine. Mine to please. Mine to take. Mine to take. And I want you to be mine officially.”
“Yes,” she breathes out, “I’ll be your filthy little whore.” And I thrust into her just one more time until she explodes.
I lean in on her and pull her closer by the hair.
“By officially, I mean a civil union,” I say silently.
“I know,” she says. “And I said yes.”
Warmth radiates through my cold heart, and I look up.
I see Kat’s knowing grin, mouthing, ‘I told you so’, and I have to laugh.
“Kiss me,” I say and lean around her to kiss her over the shoulder.
Antonella
“Salvatore!”I shout through the masseria, “If you don’t have that shit ready within the next five minutes, I am going to blow up this entire shithole of a place.”
I am gesturing widely with my words, and my entire body trembles.
“You know,” he says when he steps into the courtyard of the masseria where the ceremony will take place, “You speak Sicilian better with your body and hands than your mouth by now.”
