Page 63 of Diavolo

She demanded again, "Sir?"

The bastard still didn't respond. Elyse could only hear the rustling of bed sheets and the opening and closing of drawers as he moved around her. At last, he broke his silence. "I purchased a few gifts for you after arriving in Paris."

"What kind of gifts?"

"A game needs toys,no?"

With both hands immobilized above her head, Elyse waited on the bed, sightless and aroused, in utter suspense. Her heart began to pound harder and faster. She then heard a light mechanicalclick. It was followed by the sound of a steadybuzz. She swallowed a few times to calm her anxiety, or was it—anticipation?

"You are not to move," Alessandro commanded over the soft humming of the vibrator. "You are to lay as still as possible for as long as possible."

Elyse gulped. "What?"

A light slap hit her thigh. "Every time you fuck up, there will be consequences."

It didn't hurt or sting, but the suddenness shocked her sensibilities. "I—"

Her words disappeared when she felt his fingers ghost along her inner thighs. She couldn't see what Alessandro was doing, but he seemed to be hovering near her sex. A second later, she felt his touch upon her lips, dipping into her folds. Alessandro's mouth soon descended upon her delicate flesh. The warm slickness of his lips and tongue teased her opening for several pleasurable minutes. Elyse sighed and closed her eyes and allowed herself to melt into the euphoric sensations.

Then, without any warning, Alessandro ceased his ministrations and pulled away from her core. She felt a pinch on her clit. Elyse gasped and nearly leaped off the bed when a sweet, thrumming vibration made contact with her little nub.Another slap on the thigh. This one stung a bit more. He growled warningly, "Stay still."

Elyse winced. "Sorry, I wasn't expecting—"

Alessandro began to play with her folds as the vibrator on her clit buzzed away. His fingers lingered and dawdled between her thighs, caressing her with featherlight touches, but they never breached her entrance. Elyse moaned softly with need. A moment later, his mouth closed around her nipple as he continued to tease her pussy. She grew slick and wet. Alessandro sucked hungrily. His tongue swirled and danced around her nipples until the rosy tips hardened into pebbles. He took care to alternate between her breasts, leaving trails of kisses and love bites across her skin every time he switched to the other.

Alessandro was still taking his sweet time exploring her outer folds. She wanted him to thrust inside. She needed his tongue. His fingers. His cock.Everything. Elyse groaned with frustration, but she was careful not to move her hips, keeping her bottom firmly planted upon the mattress, even though the urge to writhe and wriggle closer to his hand nearly overwhelmed her. His mouth lifted from her breasts. A low, wicked chuckle drifted toward Elyse. "What is wrong,Signora Vitale?You seem uncomfortable."

Waves of pleasure continually spiraled through her, but it wasn't enough. Not nearly enough.

"Please," Elyse panted, "I want you to..."

"Use your words. What do you want from me?"

"More."

He teased two fingers inside her before pulling out again. "More... what?"

Elyse whimpered, "Your fingers. Inside me.Now."

"Does your pussy need to be fucked?"

"Yes."

"Yes,sir," Alessandro corrected as he pushed his thumb inside her.

"Yes, sir!"

"Good fucking girl."

He began massaging the upper walls of her vagina with his thumb while using his fingers to press the vibrator even more firmly to her clit. Again and again, his thumb circled and rubbed against her sweet spot, her breaking point, while his mouth returned to suckle on her tits. This incredibly thorough onslaught on all of her pleasure points—clit, cunt, nipples—sent Elyse spiraling toward an orgasm. Right when she was about to ascend beyond the apex of her release, however, Alessandro removed his hand from her sex. He pulled away from her breasts and detached the vibrator from her clit.

Elyse gasped desperately, "Please, no!"

"I have suddenly decided,"he observed with cool indifference, "that you will not be allowed to comeunlessyou come around my cock."

"Fuck you," she growled,"sir."

Alessandro placed the vibrator back onto her clit. She groaned appreciatively. He merely laughed. "There. I have shown you mercy tonight."

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