Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38835 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38835 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Just when I thought I couldn’t endure any more, he released me from his bite. I didn’t have time to sigh before he repeated the same torment on my other nipple. A rough shout tore from my chest, a purely primal sound I’d never made before.
He bit me again.
No, that couldn’t be right. Both of my nipples were aching, pinched to the point of pain. I looked down at my chest in time to see him securing a silvery clamp to my peaked bud. A delicate chain connected the two clamps that’d captured my nipples, keeping them trapped with steady, cruel pressure. Even as I breathed through the discomfort, hot lines of pleasure sizzled from my breasts to my pulsing clit. The pain stoked my pleasure, my body practically vibrating in anticipation.
Surely, he would have mercy on me now. Surely, he would thrust into me and join our bodies in the most intimate way possible.
That arrogant, lazy smile tilted his sensual lips, and I reveled in his control over me. He would claim me when he was ready. I didn’t have to worry. I didn’t have to think. All I had to do was submit, and Massimo would take care of me.
“Are you aching, dolcezza?” he taunted. “Do they hurt?”
I whimpered and nodded. “But they feel so good.” I didn’t want him to remove the clamps. The ruthless pleasure was like nothing I’d ever known before, and I craved more.
He trailed his fingers just below my breasts, tracing the shape of my body with reverence. “You are so perfect, Evelyn. Do you want to come?”
“Yes,” I panted. “Please…”
His low laugh rolled over me like a caress. “How can I deny you, sweet girl? You’re being so good for me.”
He hooked his forefinger beneath the chain that connected the clamps and lifted it to my lips. The cool metal made my heated nerves crackle and spark.
“Open,” he commanded, and my lips parted.
He slipped the chain over my tongue.
“Don’t drop it, or there will be consequences,” he warned, his smile turning a touch cruel.
My skin pebbled at the threat, but desire shuddered through me. I was drunk on his power over me, completely swept up in the painfully sweet sensations he was inflicting on my helpless body. This twisted game was perverted, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. There was no room in my thoughts for shame, only the desire to please him. I wanted to bring him a fraction of the mind-numbing bliss he was wringing from me.
He picked up a large wand vibrator and turned it on. “How many times do you think you’ll come before you beg me to stop?” he mused, reveling in toying with me.
He placed the rounded head directly over my clit. Pleasure jolted through my body, and I jerked, causing the chain in my mouth to tug at the clamps. My nipples sparked with pain, and my core contracted. I whimpered and tried my best to stay still so that I wouldn’t torment my own breasts.
His low, lust-drunk laugh rolled over me, blanketing me in a fresh layer of pleasure. He was attaining his own satisfaction through my complete submission to his will. I would give him everything he desired.
I met his silver gaze, allowing him to see my devotion, how desperately I wanted to please him. I wanted this strong, beautiful man to worship me the way I revered him.
His features softened with something like awe, the cocky smile dropping away. “Bellissima.”
He flicked a button, and the vibrations increased in intensity. I came apart on a scream, the orgasm ripping through me in a shockwave. My head tipped back, making my nipples ache. The pain only heightened my release, sending me flying. My entire body shook with the force of my ecstasy, and he kept the vibrator firmly on my clit as I rode out the excruciating pleasure.
My sex became sensitive, and the final aftershocks faded. My clit stung, so I tried to edge away.
There was nowhere to go. The restraints held me in place, stretched out for him like an offering to a cruel, hungry god.
“We’ve only just started, dolcezza. Don’t tell me you’re ready to stop?”
I whined in response, unable to speak clearly with the chain in my mouth. I didn’t dare drop it. Not because I feared consequences, but because I wanted to endure this for him. I would suffer in ecstasy if that was what he needed from me.
“Good girl,” he praised, gripping my inner thigh to pin me even more securely. The vibrator ground against my clit, applying ruthless pressure. “You can take so much more for me. I want another orgasm.”
The stinging sensation in my clit blossomed into fresh pleasure. My inner walls contracted, aching to be filled. I craved for his thick cock to fill me, but he wasn’t nearly done tormenting me.