Page 81 of Hell Hath No Fury

“There’s only one way out of this for you,’ he mutters, his hands yanking and twisting my pants until I’m finally naked from the waist down. He massages my ass cheeks with both hands, then his lips are there, his teeth and his tongue, and there’s nothing I can do to hide the shudder of pleasure that rolls over me. “You like that, don’t you?”

“Fuck you,” I snarl, though my words come out breathless.

His warm breath paints my ass cheeks as he chuckles, his mouth inching closer and closer to my throbbing pussy. “You’re gonna have to come up with a better line, love. I don’t think it means what you think it does.”

I thrash half-heartedly, knowing I’m fully trapped, the lack of air taking a bit of the fight out of me. Turning my head, his foot draws my attention, so I twist, lashing out like a cobra in the attic.

My teeth just pinch his heel before he jerks away, and I laugh victoriously, even if my damage is nothing more than annoying.

“You’re gonna pay for that,” he says softly, his hand stroking over my ass before the sharp sting of his palm has me yelping.

He spanks me again, harder this time, and soon, I’m writhing and twisting in an attempt to get away. “Stop. Please stop. Let me go.”

He pauses, likely to see if I’ll use my safe word, and, for a moment, I consider it. Not because he’s actually hurting me, but because the longer this goes on, the closer he gets to shattering my last shred of defense against him.

Pressing my lips together, I go silent, swallowing down the word as he goes back to punishing my backside until my ass cheeks are on fire and I’m a gasping, writhing mess beneath him. Then he stops and says, “Did you forget your promise to me?”

I frown, confused at first by his sudden change of direction, but then I shake my head. “I remember. I remember.”

His palms massage my stinging backside, his lips and tongue soothing the ache there while igniting a new ache between my legs.

Then the weight of him on my back is gone, the mattress shifting as he moves back down between my legs. I try to roll over to put some space between us, but his palm presses between my shoulder blades, keeping me in place.

“Are you going to behave?”

I don’t answer immediately, unsure of how to respond given my inability to decide which path I want to be on in terms of compliance. So, I remain quiet, allowing my nonresponse to be my answer.

His dark chuckle is back, and I have a moment where I wonder if I’ve made a mistake, but it’s too late now. Unceremoniously, he hooks his forearm around my neck, pulling my torso up as his free hand comes around and yanks my shirt and bra up over my head. Before I can protest, I’m once again facedown into the mattress, my hands trapped beneath my rib cage, the elastic of my bra tightening around my upper arms behind my back as he twists my shirt around it.

My pulse picks up, panic attempting to erupt inside me at the fact I’m now trapped, unable to get enough leverage to untangle the mess of clothing that’s keeping my arms pinned to my sides.

I twist around, catching a glimpse of him kneeling beside me, the look on his face pure pleasure as he takes in the sight of me trussed up, unable to defend myself.

I struggle, but the awkward twist of my hands underneath me makes it impossible for me to escape. His eyes meet mine, warm and triumphant, and I glare back. “What the fuck, Antonio?”

He says nothing; he just grins at me in such a way it takes my breath away for reasons other than panic and trepidation. Thenhe moves out of my narrow line of sight, the mattress shifting with his weight as he settles behind me.

Hands massage my backside briefly, then slide along my ass crack before stroking a finger where I’m embarrassingly wet for him. “You’re soaked for me, love.”

I remain silent, my cheeks heating with shame, even as I know I have nothing to be ashamed of. He pushes his finger deep, withdrawing and adding another before pushing in again, even deeper. My legs twitch, unable to control my reaction as my hips flex into him, teasing, begging.

He plays me with practiced ease as if we’ve been doing this forever. His fingers stroke in, stretching, pulsing, his tongue rubbing my clit just right. I attempt to hold off, trying to think of anything I possibly can to distract myself from the orgasm barreling down on me, but it’s no use. I’m done for.

Sinking my teeth into the duvet, I press my face into the fabric, barely managing to swallow my wail of euphoria as he pushes harder, deeper, his tongue hot and wet on my clit. Then I lie there, limply, trying and failing to keep my moans and curses silent.

“Why so quiet, love?” he asks against my pulsing clit, the vibration of his words sending another shiver through me.

Still, I say nothing, knowing my ragged breaths and pulsing cunt are enough for him to know how good he makes me feel. “Are you scared? Are you worried showing me how much you feel for me will take away your power?”

I bite the inside of my cheek until I taste blood, refusing to give in to his taunting, though, at this point, I have no idea why other than I’m fucking stubborn for no reason other than that’s all I have left.

The mattress sinks again as he moves down, his hand pressing against my lower back until I’m flat on the bed, this time from him moving to straddle my thighs, and then the tip of his cock ispressing against my opening, stretching me slowly. “It doesn’t, you know. Your feelings for me in no way take away your power.”

A sob breaks free as he slides in, retreating and pressing forward rhythmically until his pelvis is flush with my ass. I arch my back, the awkwardness of the position only adding to my excitement, loving the sharp stab of him at the very end of me.

Placing his palms on the mattress on either side of me, he leans down, his lips fluttering along my spine to the nape of my neck, his nose pushing the hair away so he can place light kisses against my skin. “If anything, it increases your power. Makes you stronger.”

He continues to pump in and out of me slowly, erotically, the hot press of his body mixed with the words whispered from behind me setting my entire body aflame. “You’ll see, Lil. Once you let it in, once you accept it as truth, you’ll understand how loving you set me free.”

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