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I chuckle softly, and admit, “Maybe a little, but that’s not why. There is nothing you can do to control your body. It’s all mine, to do what I want to it. You have only one way to get what you need, by telling me what that is. I suggest you start using your voice to tell me, or this could go on all fucking day.”

I fuck her slower and, yes, I know she wants it faster, but I want her to tell me, in her words, what the fuck she wants, instead of leaving it up to me. Hadley didn’t have good sexual experiences prior to me. That piece of shit she married didn’t give a fuck about her pleasure, but I do.

“Hadley,” I growl.

“I want it harder, Massimo. I want you to fuck me hard, with your cock. Not a piece of plastic.”

Climbing onto my knees, I fuck her hard with the vibrator, and watch, as it slides in and out of her pussy. I know she wants my cock, and she’ll get it, but fuck, this is for me.

“So beautiful, baby, you’re dripping for me.”

Withdrawing the toy, I move forward, grab onto the spreader bar, and line my cock up with her pussy, slamming into her as she yelps from the intrusion.

“You said you wanted it hard, and that’s what you’re getting.”

I jackhammer her as she whimpers for me, and I watch her pretty pierced tits moving with every thrust.

“Fuck!” she yells, as she shatters for me, back arching off the bed. The way she trembles with her orgasm is intoxicating.

“Good girl. Fucking beautiful.”

I pick up my pace and fuck her even harder, my breaths harsh, as I chase my own climax. This woman drives me crazy, and her pussy wrapped around my cock is like heaven.

CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN

HADLEY

Massimo spent the entire day fucking me, and I’m hoping it makes him sleep well, because what I have planned tonight will only get accomplished if he’s sleeping. I know I won’t get the entire job done, but half is enough for me. Last night while he was in the shower, I went to the basement and got the supplies, so I’m ready, and as his breathing evens out, I smile.

Time for a little payback, Massimo.

Slipping out of bed as quietly as possible, I open the drawer to the night-stand, grabbing the jewelry and needle. I lower myself onto the side of the bed, where Massimo sleeps soundly. He hisses when I swipe the alcohol over his nipple, but he doesn’t wake up. Holding his nipple firmly, I push the prepared needle through. Much to my surprise he doesn’t wake up. I don’t know how, but he’s still as a board, so I do the same thing to his other nipple. The adrenaline is coursing through my veins, because when he wakes up and sees this, I’m probably going to be in trouble. I smile to myself at the thought. It’ll be worth it. He deserves this. Maybe next time he’ll think twice, before doing something to me without asking first.

Reaching over to the table, I place the needles there, along with the alcohol packets. In one swift movement, Massimo grabs my wrists, and I’m underneath him, as he stares at me with a heated gaze.

His eyes darken to the shade of coal, my hands pinned to the mattress beside my head, and my heart is pounding so hard I think I hear it in my eardrums.

“Did you enjoy yourself, little lamb?” He says in a deep, low, threatening tone. I open my mouth to answer, but the words get trapped in my throat. I shake my head no in response, as his lips lift into a smirk.

“You made me bleed… now lick it up.”

Finally, I find my voice and say, “I don’t want you to get an infection.”

Massimo narrows his gaze and growls.

“We play dangerously, baby. I’ll take my chances. Fucking lick. Now.”

Lifting my head, as much as I can, I swipe my tongue across one of his nipples as he groans, not with pain, but pure desire.

“What do you think your punishment should be, Hadley?”

Narrowing my gaze at him, I all but yell.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, Massimo? Did I punish you when you pierced me without consent?”

“You will be punished,” he repeats.

My eyes widen as my entire body tenses, and he doesn’t miss it. Shaking his head, his gaze penetrates mine, with a potency that sends shivers down my spine.