Page 71 of Vow to Me

Chapter Fifty-One

Izzy

Ididn’t plan on punishing Luca for everything that happened, but at that moment, I felt like this would be good for both of us. This will help him let go of some of his guilt and it will help me take back some of my control. Win, win, right?

I watch as Luca lowers himself onto the bed, his movements are still stiff with his injury—another reason for me to be in control, the last thing I want is for him to hurt himself. I’m just being a good wife… or ex-wife? Girlfriend? Fiancé? I’m not really sure since I haven’t gotten my ring back from him.

He lays in the middle of the bed, and I take in every beautiful naked inch of him. He’s so hard that it must be painful, he’s already leaking pre cum and we haven’t even gotten started yet. His eyes haven’t left mine since he took his position, silently waiting for me to move, waiting for instruction.

Such a good boy.

I slowly pull my sweater over my head, leaving me standing in yoga pants and a sports bra. Luca’s eyes widen and his nostrils flare as he takes me in, but he remains still. Once I see he’s not making a move to get up, I continue undressing, taking my clothes off slowly to torture him further and he curses under his breath once I slidemy panties down my legs, leaving myself completely nude for him to ogle.

I walk over to the dresser and pick out one of his ties before I make my way over to the bed. I climb on the end and crawl up towards him before carefully straddling his waist and taking his arms. I tie the tie around his wrists and secure it to the headboard like he did to me all those weeks ago. He can easily get himself free, it’s more of a test to see if he’ll let go of his control for me.

“Mmm, you look delicious, laid here at my mercy, your body begging for release,” I murmur as I bend down and run my tongue across his neck before lifting up to grin down at him and he squirms underneath me.

“Fuck, you’re killing me baby,” he groans, and I climb up his body until I’m hovering above his head, giving him an up-close view of what he wants so badly.

“Do you have any idea how much I got myself off thinking of you while we were apart?” I skim my fingers down my body. I pinch both of my nipples and let out a breathy moan before sliding my hand down further until I reach my clit. I pinch my bud between my fingers and tip my head back as I let the zap of pleasure run through me.

“Fuck. You’re drenched, Iz. You’re fucking dripping on my chin. Give me a taste baby.”

I shake my head and side two fingers inside, coating my fingers in my juices and pulling them out for him to see.

He tips his head up, wanting a taste, but I return my fingers to where they were, slowly pumping them in and out. He can hearhow wet I am each time my fingers move in and out and I want nothing more than to crawl back down him and impale myself on his dick, but I keep going, wanting to torture him further.

I use my thumb to circle my clit as I continue fucking myself with my fingers, the rhythm increasing as I bring myself closer to the edge until I’m falling over the cliff of insanity and screaming out my release as Luca pants beneath me.

“Jesus fucking Christ. Holy fuck. I’ve never seen anything so fucking sexy in all my life.Please, Izzy.I need you to fuck me, or let me go so I can fuck you into the mattress,” he begs, and I grin down as him before crawling back down the bed until I’m nestled between his legs.

I take his length in my hand, and he lets out a whimper—yes, he fuckingwhimpers—beforeI circle my tongue around his tip and glide my tongue down to his base, I use my free hand to cradle his balls and repeat the process of teasing him until he’s a pleading mess.

“I’m fucking begging you, baby, please make me come,” he groans, and I take pity on him, sliding his cock inside my mouth and sucking.

“Fuck, yes,” he moans and shifts his hips up in an attempt to fuck my mouth.

I pull back and glare at him, silently ordering him to remain still before I take him back inside my mouth. I slide down his length, letting him hit the back of my throat. I slowly fuck him with my mouth, keeping a torturous pace until I feel him swell inside meright before he announces, “I’m going to come.” I quickly pull back and let go of him.

“You’re not allowed to come until I tell you to, understand?” I bark and he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before reopening them.

“Yeah, baby. I understand.”

“Good boy,” I grin at him and lower my head back down, restarting the process of teasing his length with my tongue as he pleads with me to let him come. I’m not sure how long we stay like that—repeating the torturous pace of my lapping at his tip and swiping my tongue up and down his length before taking him in my mouth and bringing him to the brink of orgasm before pulling back and repeating the same—until I’m convinced Luca has been punished enough, he’s a whimpering, begging mess and I’m fucking soaked, so fucking turned on I’m pretty sure I’ll orgasm as soon as I slide myself down him.

“Think you’ve been punished enough?”

“Jesus fucking Christ, Izzy, please fucking let me come. I swear, I’ll never doubt you again,” he pleads, and I believe him.

I lift and maneuver myself until I’m straddling him and bed down to capture his lips with mine in a hungry kiss before I line up his dick with my entrance and slam myself down on him until he fills me.

“Fuuuuuck,” he groans, and I gasp for air. I lift up to do the same again, it only takes three times until I’m falling off the edge and my walls are squeezing him as I moan his name so loud, I’m pretty sure everyone in the building can hear.

“Fuck, baby, let mego,” he grunts, and I reach up to undo the tie from the headboard.

As soon as his hands are free, he grabs hold of my hips and flips me over before grabbing my legs and throwing them over his shoulders. He keeps his promise and fucks me into the mattress, his movements are fucking unhinged, completely feral, and I’m absolutely here for it as he thrusts into me like a man possessed.

“One more, baby, I need to feel you shatter around me once more before I fill you with my cum,” he groans and reaches for my clit before pinching it once, twice, three times, and I’m crying out as waves of pleasure run through me and my vision blackens as I spiral through an orgasm so fucking intense, I become dizzy. His movements become choppy and stilted as he groans my name and pulses inside of me, coating my walls with his release.

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