Page 9 of Angelo

"Then you've been planning this for weeks," she accused.

"Months," he corrected.

"Oh, fuck."

"May I?" Alessandro inquired in low, wicked tones.

She gave a dazed nod.

With a diabolical chuckle, Alessandro slowly stripped Elyse of her clothes,piece by piece,until she was completely in the nude. Her pulse trembled beneath his touch. Then, he moved to bind her wrists, followed by her legs. Within a minute, Elyse lay naked and spread-eagled on the bed.

Black leather cuffs were wrapped around her wrists and ankles, and the fit of each restraint appeared to have been measured to perfection. Snug and secure without digging into her flesh. Every strap was connected to metal chains, which were, in turn, attached to U-shaped hooks that had been hidden within the four corner posts on their bed frame. The length of each chain seemed to be customized exactly for her height. Even though she could barely move, there was enough give to be comfortable.

Adrenaline surged through Elyse. Alessandro hadn't been lying earlier.The bastard had, indeed, been preparing every little detail with her in mind.Elyse knew she should've been disturbed by the depths of his mania. He was truly a man unhinged. But the fact that it turned her on suggested that she was as bent in the head as him.

Like a proud artist coming to admire his masterpiece, he climbed on the mattress beside her. Stillfullydressed, Alessandro seemedfullyaware of the fact that he possessedfullcontrol of the situation. The bed shifted ominously beneath his weight. She could feel his burning gaze on her as his fingertips ghosted across her nipples, back and forth, back and forth, in hypnotic, featherlight motions. Elyse felt like melting as pleasure spread everywhere.

His dark head dipped down as he sucked one of her dusky cherry tips into his mouth, nipping the sensitive bud and dragging it between his teeth, painfully so, as he pulled away. Elyse moaned in protest as Alessandro started licking and kissing and tasting a shameless trail of debauchery across her tits, down her stomach, and toward her pussy.

He placed the softest of kisses on her clit before landing a hard, stinging slap on her pulsing cunt. Elyse yelped in shock. The contrast felt jarring. Withinthat same second, his mouth descended on her once more, making love to her,there, again and again. Another slap. His tongue swirled once around her needy clit.

Slap.

Twice.

Slap.

Three times.

Slap.

On and on, in this way, Alessandro tormented and worshipped her until Elyse became a panting, sweating mess of a woman. Pain became pleasure. Desire fused with desperation. These overwhelming, maddening sensations fused into one glorious, terrible, heightened cloud of oblivion.

Alessandro disappeared for a minute and returned with a small, egg-shaped toy in his hand. He removed his trousers and boxers. His hard, heavy cock jutted out from under his shirt. He reached for a condom and snapped it on. Elyse's eyes grew wide with anticipation. A feral smile spread across his face. Alessandro's hand begin to move, teasing the toy along her folds. She felt the kiss of smooth, rounded device on her glistening pussy before it disappeared inside her.

Her hips wriggled and writhed in an attempt to bring it closer. Moments later, she heard a lightclick. The egg came to life from within. Strong, euphoric vibrations seized her. Elyse's eyes rolled back as her husband's mouth returned to her clit, lapping, licking, and sucking away as the toy hummed against her most intimate walls. Then, the dam shattered and hell broke loose.

Elyse had never climaxed so quickly in her life before.

It took her by surprise. As her cunt sang with pleasure, Alessandro removed the egg and replaced it with his cock. He started fucking her in the middle of her orgasm, pressing the egg against her clit, prolonging her delirium as he pounded away with unrelenting thrusts.

Elyse cried out, panting, gasping her husband's name, as her first climax blended into her second one. She whimpered and wailed, "Alessio, oh,Dios, I can't, it's too much, too much..."

Despite her begging, Alessandro showed no mercy. He praised her helplessness with a growl, "Look at you, so pretty, so perfect, my filthy littleangelo."

With darkened eyes and a body drawn tight, her husband only quickened his pace, hips snapping in a blur, fucking her until his shaft was balls deep inside her slick heat. He pressed the egg even more firmly to her clit. The pleasure wasso intense on her sensitive, throbbing cunt.

Elyse adored the onslaught as much as she resented it. Elyse couldn't decide whether she wanted to grind against him or shove him aside. Neither was an option, though. The restraints locked Elyse in place as Alessandro drove her to see stars once more. Bound beneath him, all she could do was let him take and take and take until there was nothing left to give.

As his cock started twitching with the first signs of his orgasm, Alessandro finally pulled out of her. A sense of loss overwhelmed her. Then, she groaned happily when he slipped the egg back inside her cunt. It throbbed as she throbbed. He shuffled over and rubbed his steely dick against her plump, full lips.

"You know what to do, wife," he grunted domineeringly. "You do it so well."

"Fuck," she gasped, "you."

It was hard to concentrate while the egg continued to wreak havoc within.

"Fuck you,sir," Alessandro corrected.

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