Page 44 of Passion and Revenge

“Six…seven, nghhh.” He lets out a guttural groan. “You’re doing so well, Sienna. Your pussy is strangling me so tight.”

My breath is coming out fast and choppy, and I’m relaxing at the fact that he’s all in until?—

“Eight.” This time around, he doesn’t push in slowly. He pushes in so deep that I rock with the force of his thrust.

“Fuck!” I scream, my throat burning.

He leans over me with hands on either side of my head, and I’m folded over like I’m boneless, my knees up to my ears.

“Now, I’m going to show you what it means to be fucked. Hard.” The dark promise in his voice has excitement and fear warring inside me.

He pulls almost fully out of me before thrusting back in. The scream I let out makes me suddenly glad we’re alone in this building.

His hips begin to punch into me, slow at first and picking up speed gradually until he’s full-on pounding into me and dragging out breathless moans, cries, and screams from my mouth.

“Oh God!”

“Not God,” he snarls. “Me.”

“Alessandro!”

“That’s right. Who is fucking this tight pussy?”

“You,” I pant. “It’s you.”

“Who is this pussy wet for?”

Tears slide out the corners of my eyes, and my vision goes a little blurry. “You, you, you,” I chant as he continues to piston his hips, shifting every few thrusts to hit something inside me that makes me go feral.

And then one of his hands cups my breast, pinching my nipple.

“Keeping my hands off of you has been a trial in self-control.” He sounds accusatory. “I shouldn’t be touching you. I shouldn’t want to touch you. I shouldn’t want to fuck this pussy with my tongue.”

“Please!”

“If the prosecutor could see you now, bouncing on the enemy’s cock without a care in the world.”

I can barely understand him. Blood is rushing through my ears, and the pleasure is a shield, muting everything else out. My body coils tighter and tighter, and any moment now, I’ll explode into tiny pieces.

Alessandro’s palm pushes down on my lower belly, and his next thrust feels even more intense.

“Yes, oh fuck. Don’t stop. Don’t stop!” I mumble other nonsensical things as he pounds me into the bed like a rabid animal.

“Maybe I’ll keep you here indefinitely,” he growls. “Keep you as my sex pet. Mine to use, mine to ruin.”

What are you doing?A voice in my head is screaming at me.Push him away. Run as fast as you can.Do anything but lie under the evil bastard who kidnapped you. Do anything but take his gorgeous cock like a well-seasoned prostitute.

It feels too good, though. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before, and I can’t stop. I want this so badly.

You fool,the voice screams at me.

I block out the noise and let Alessandro’s next few thrusts push me higher and higher until I’m standing at the peak.

“Come for me, Sienna.”

With a scream, I fall over the edge, more pleasure than I’ve ever felt before rocking through me. White light flashes through my vision, and the world around me fades into tiny pinpricks of light.

He fucks me through my orgasm, and with a harsh growl, he stills, and then, a second later, I feel his hot cum deep inside me.

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