He smirks, dark and mean. Then his grip in my hair tightens until my scalp stings.
“Stay open.”
Chapter 37
Luciano
Elena holds my gaze and opens that sharp, impossible mouth for me.
The sight nearly destroys what remains of my control.
Red rope frames her breasts and binds her arms tightly against her back, leaving every inch of her arranged exactly the way I’ve wanted her since the night she first argued with me over appetizers. Her cheeks are flushed. Her lips are wet. That stubborn little spark is still burning in her eyes.
Good.
I want it there.
The sharpness is what makes her surrender feel like something I earned.
I tighten my grip in her hair and slide back into her mouth, slower this time, watching her lips stretch around me. The heat of her. The wet pressure. The soft sound she makes when I push deeper.
It hits harder than any scene I’ve ever run.
I’ve used rope before. Controlled tension, shaped patterns, positioned bodies exactly where I wanted them.
It has never felt like this.
Every red line against Elena’s skin looks like a claim.
She asked me to choose something I wanted. Then she stood still while I wound rope around her body, lowered herself to her knees, and opened her mouth for me.
She gave me control without losing a single sharp edge of herself.
She’s fucking perfect.
I pull back until only the head rests on her tongue, then glide myself into her again. Deeper.
Her throat tightens before she forces it to relax. Tears gather at the corners of her eyes, but she keeps them open. Keeps them fixed on mine like she’s daring me to break first.
A rough sound leaves my chest.
Fuck.
I keep a steady rhythm using my hold in her hair to guide her mouth along my cock. Firm enough that she feels every inch. Controlled enough that I can watch every change in her expression.
Spit slips from one corner of her mouth, trailing down her chin before dripping onto the red rope framing her breasts.
My cock throbs painfully at the sight.
“That’s it,” I murmur. “Take me, princesa.”
She hollows her cheeks on the next stroke and sucks hard enough to make my hips jerk.
I lock my thighs before I thrust deeper.
She did that on purpose.
Fucking brat.