Page 121 of The Devil's Fire

“Quit playing around!”

“Do you want to come?” He said as he trailed his lips to my pussy, his tongue stroking me, and deliberately avoided my clit.

“Yes!” I huffed. I felt him hovering above me, his lips now near my ear as he whispered.

“Then beg for it. Let me hear you begging for my cock.” Damiano’s voice was deep with lust, his fingers teasing my pussy by gliding his finger along my slit.

“Hell no.” I gritted my teeth. I wasn’t about to beg for his cock.

I’m not that desperate.

“Shame. Hearing you beg would sound… So. Fucking. Sweet.” He moaned in my ear, replacing his fingers with his cock, but still not penetrating me. A soft moan escaped me when his mouth closed around my breast, his tongue playing and sucking my nipple.

The way he was gliding his cock along my slit still allowed my pleasure to build. I wiggled my hips to try to get the tip in. But he held himself back from penetrating my core. The way he sucked on my breasts and pinched my nipples sent waves of pleasure straight to my pussy. I moved my hips along with him, feeling my orgasm coming so close.

Then he fucking stopped again.

“Damiano!” I cried in frustration. I had no idea how long we had been going on like that, but it felt like an eternity. My body was hot and bothered as he kept torturing me.

“Yes, baby?”

“I… please…” I gave in, not being able to handle it anymore.

Guess I am that desperate.

“Please, what, Althaia? Use your words.”

“Please, fuck me.” My voice was heavy with desperation.

“Say it again.” Damiano growled, sliding the tip of his cock along my entrance.

“Fuck me, please. I want you to fuck me.” I begged. He let out a deep, throaty sound.

“As you wish, beautiful.”

Then he slammed his cock inside of me, fucking me like he never had fucked me before. Damiano liked to be rough, and I loved it. I just didn’t know he was holding back because this was a whole different kind of rough.

The perfect definition of fucking.

His balls were slapping up against my pussy until I came over and over again, and I screamed his name like my life depended on it. My whole body was trembling, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head in pure pleasure. I had never orgasmed that many times before, and it was mind-blowing.

It was incredible. I had experienced nothing like that before in my life. The pleasure, the pain… it was all so damn good. I was blindfolded, but he made me see stars.

And he didn’t stop. That was the second part of my punishment; overstimulation.

I wasn’t sure how many times I had come already, but I couldn’t keep up anymore.

“Damiano…” I panted, exhausted.

“One more, baby. You can take it.” He coaxed. He had flipped me onto my stomach, holding my ass as he fucked me from behind. My legs were shaking so badly that he was carrying most of my weight to keep me up.

“Look at you. You take me so fucking good.” Damiano quickened his pace, feeling his body tense before he gripped my hips tightly, spilling his cum inside of me when I let out a silent cry as I orgasmed.

“Good girl. You took it so well.” He praised me, and I collapsed on the bed, unable to keep my eyes open anymore.

“Are you feeling okay?” Damiano glanced at me, pulling me out of my thoughts about last night’s pleasures.

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

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