Page 33 of Tormented Oath

“Yes,” she moans, her hips rocking against my hand. “God, yes.”

I curl my fingers, finding that spot inside her that makes her scream. Her orgasm builds quickly, her body tightening around my fingers, her breaths coming in short, ragged gasps. I watch her closely, memorizing every expression, every sound, as she falls apart.

“Come for me, Ava,” I command, my voice rough, my fingers moving faster. “Let go.”

And she does. Her body convulses, her eyes squeezing shut, her mouth open in a silent scream. I feel her clench around my fingers, her release washing over her in waves. I don’t stop until she’s whimpering, oversensitive, her body wrung out.

“Good girl,” I murmur, pulling my fingers out and bringing them to my lips. She watches me as I lick them clean, her eyes dark with desire. “But we’re not done yet.”

I reach into the nightstand and pull out a silk tie. Her eyes widen, but she doesn’t protest. I tie her wrists to the headboard, her arms stretched above her head, completely at my mercy. She’s vulnerable, exposed, and I can’t wait to have her all over again.

“I’m going to make you come so hard you forget your own name,” I promise, my hands sliding down her body, spreading her legs wide. I lower my head, my tongue dragging through her folds, and she cries out.

“Stefano!” she gasps, her hands pulling against the restraints. I don’t let up.

I lick and suck, my tongue flicking her clit, my fingers pushing inside her again. She’s already close, her body trembling, her moans growing louder.

“Come for me,” I growl, my mouth moving faster, my fingers pressing harder. “Now, Ava.”

Her orgasm hits her like a tidal wave, her body convulsing, her cries echoing through the room. I don’t stop until she’s completely spent, her body limp, her breaths ragged.

I untie her wrists, my hands gentle as I free her. She looks up at me, her eyes almost closed, her lips parted. I lean down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss, my body pressing into hers.

“I’m not done with you yet,” I whisper against her lips, my hands sliding down her body, my fingers teasing her entrance. She whimpers, her hips rocking against my hand, her body begging for more.

I push her legs apart, positioning myself between them. I’m so fucking hard, my cock throbbing with need. I guide myself inside her, my eyes locked on hers as I push in, inch by inch.

She’s so tight, so wet, and I groan as I sink all the way in.

“You feel so fucking good.” My hands grip her hips, pulling her closer. I start to move, my thrusts slow and deliberate, driving her wild. Her nails dig into my back, her legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me deeper.

“Stefano,” she gasps, her head tipping back, her body arching into mine. Her pussy clenches around me, driving me closer to the edge. I fuck her harder, faster, my hands roaming over her body, my lips leaving marks on her skin.

“Come with me,” I command, my voice rough, my thrusts relentless.

Her orgasm hits her hard, her pussy clamping down on me. I groan, my own release crashing over me, my cock pulsing as I fill her.

I collapse on top of her, our breaths mingling, our bodies still connected.

But I’m not done with her yet.

I’m still buried deep inside her, my cock throbbing as I feel her pussy quiver around me, drawing every last drop of my release.

Ava’s breath is ragged, her chest rising and falling as she tries to catch it, her body trembling beneath mine. I press my lips to the curve of her neck, tasting the salt of her skin, and she lets out a soft sigh.

“That’s it,” I murmur against her skin, my hand moving to cup her face. “You’re mine, Ava. All mine.”

Her eyes flutter open, dark and dazed, and she nods, her lips parting as she whispers, “Yours.”

But I’m not really done. I can’t be. Not when she’s this beautiful, this perfect. I shift my weight, pulling out of her slowly, watching as she winces at the loss.

Her pussy is swollen, glistening with my cum, and I drag my fingers through it, spreading her wetness over her thighs.

“Turn over,” I command, my voice low and firm. She hesitates for a moment, her body still trembling from her release, but then she obeys, rolling onto her stomach. Her ass is perfect, round and high. I grip her hips, pulling her up onto her knees. “Good girl.”

My hands slide up her back, tracing the curve of her spine, and she shivers beneath my touch. I lean down, nipping at her shoulder, and she lets out a soft gasp. “Stefano…”

“I told you.” My lips brush against her ear, “I need to watch you fall apart over and over again.”

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