Page 47 of Depths of Hunger

“Tell me what you want me to do to you, baby girl.”

Mia presses back against my cock. “Fuck me, Renzo. I want you to fuck me hard.”

I smack her ass once again and then quickly stick my fingers inside her pussy and stroke her g-spot. “Baby, you only have to ask.” I use one hand to undo my belt and pull it off. I then drop my pants and underwear. I rub my cock between her ass cheeks. God, I want her with a depth of hunger I have never experienced before. Not with any other woman.

“I’m going to come, Renzo,” she moans.

I stop touching her. “You will come when I tell you.” She’s drenched and hanging on by a thread.

Turning to look over her shoulder she glares at me. “I want you to fuck me, Renzo. Do it. Now.”

I smile. “Oh, my little slut. Not yet.” I bring my hand back and smack her ass once more. She moans and presses back harder looking for my cock to rub against. I grab her hips and pull her back as I rub against her. Then I reach for the champagne bottle again. I pour it down over the seam of her ass. Then putting the bottle out of her reach, I grab the cork. I run it down over the same place.

“This is going to hurt just a bit, my greedy little putta, but then you’re gonna love it.” I can smell her fear and her lust. It’s making me harder than I thought was possible.

She glances over her shoulder at me again. “What are you going to do?”

I slip the cork against the puckered opening and I ease it inside her.

She bites her lip but continues to look at me.

“Does that hurt, gattina? Is it too much?” As much as I want this, I don’t want to hurt her more than it feels good. I want her to love how she feels not be in serious pain.

Mia nods. I take it out again and spit on it, then rub my saliva allover it. Then I put it back, and press it in a little more, going very slowly, giving her body a chance to expand around the cork.

“Renzo,” she moans. “It hurts.”

“Do you want me to stop?” I ask as I rub her clit. I run my fingers through her wet folds and then inside her. I increase speed as I curl my fingers to touch her g-spot.

“No,” she says and pushes back against me. “I feel…full,” she gasps.

I push the cork in a little further and then kiss her neck. “You like that, my little slut? You like the cork in your ass?”

“It hurts but I… It feels so fucking good.”

I chuckle as I take my fingers out of her and grab her hips. I position my cock at her entrance. “Do you want me to fuck you now, baby? You want me to fuck you with the cork in your ass, my little slut?”

“Yes, Renzo. Fuck me now,” she commands.

I sink into her slowly at first, but she pushes back against me. “Faster, Renzo. I want to come,” she says.

I pick up the pace and lean over her and grab her neck, choking her just a bit as I slam into her again and again. “Come now, Mia. Now.” I slam into her and squeeze her neck, and she comes, her vagina squeezing my cock in waves. I slam into her again and come with a roar. I lay over her body, which is pressed against the table, and catch my breath.

A moment later, I stand up.

“Renzo,” Mia says as I slide out of her. “I fucking hate you, but goddamn, I love what you do to me.”

I throw my head back and laugh. “Baby girl, I know you love it.La mia tigre.” I reach down and gently pull the champagne cork out of her ass. “Next time, I will fuck your ass with my cock, and you will love it even more.”

Mia glares at me, but I can tell she’s thinking about it, and her nipples pucker once more.

Chapter

Nineteen

At six a.m., my eyes flash open, and I release a quiet groan. Renzo got up a while ago—I can tell because his side of the bed is cold, the sheets a tangled mess where his body used to be. I snuggle deeper under the heavy black duvet, its softness comforting against my skin, and let my thoughts drift back to what happened earlier.

After being a domineering asshole, he brought me upstairs and put me directly in the shower, his touch decisive but gentle. He soaped me up, his hands moving over every inch of me with a tenderness that felt out of place, careful around the welts on my ass from our earlier encounter. When he finished, he wrapped me in a towel, dried me off like I was something precious, and tucked me into bed. Then he climbed in next to me, his strong arms pulling me close, holding me until I fell asleep.

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