Page 19 of Control

“I’m going to kiss your neck, right under your ear, and then I’m going to slide my tongue down your neck and throat. I’m going to suck your collarbone, bite your shoulder, and mark your skin so everyone will know you belong to me.”

My breath comes out in short pants, my fingers moving faster as I get more and more aroused. I’m not thinking about who is listening and hearing every little whimper and moan that is escaping my lips. All I can think about is him. His voice, his eyes, his body. Him.

“Are you wet for me, baby?” he growls, and I whimper, the sound coming out without my permission.

“Yes,” I moan. “So wet. So fucking wet.”

“God,” he growls. “You are driving me crazy. I can’t wait to sink my dick into your tight pussy, baby. It’s going to feel so good, so wet. And hot. Jesus, it’s going to be amazing. You’re gonna squeeze me, aren’t you? You’re gonna milk my cock with your cunt.”

“Yes,” I whimper. “God, yes.”

“You’re gonna feel so fucking good, aren’t you, baby?”

“I…I…” I’m gasping for air now. My entire body is on fire. My orgasm is right there. All it’s going to take is a few more strokes of my fingers and a few more words from him.

“I want to be in your cunt when you come, Dolcezza,” he demands. “Do it. Now. Come. Come for me. Now!”

I gasp, arching my back as my body shatters into a million pieces, and his name spills from my lips. Over and over and over. I can’t stop, and I don’t want to. I ride the waves of pleasure, my mind shutting off, my body taking over.

It’s the most amazing, incredible orgasm I’ve ever had, and it’s only because of his words.

That’s when he leans over and kisses me.

His kiss is rough and demanding, his tongue exploring mine with an urgency that takes my breath away. His hand slides up the back of my neck, tangling in my hair and pulling me closer until there’s no space left between us. I moan against his lips, lost in the sensation of being held like this. The kiss makes me dizzy, stirring a deep craving for more.

When he finally pulls back, he looks at me, his eyes a fiery mix of lust and mischief. “You taste so fucking good, Daniela. I can only imagine how much better you’d taste everywhere else.”

He kisses me again, coaxing my lips apart with his tongue and igniting a fire within me that I can’t ignore. “That’s it, princess,” he murmurs against my mouth. “Let me taste every part of you.”

And before I know it, he’s slipping his fingers into my panties and seeking out my clit. I gasp as his fingers find the sensitive bud and rub slow, sensual circles that send shockwaves of pleasure through my body.

“Please,” I beg. “Please, please, please.” I’m not sure what I’m begging for, but I know I need something. More of him. More of this.

His fingers continue to stroke my clit, building my arousal to new heights. I writhe and squirm, my hips bucking against his hand, desperate for more.

“Please what, baby?” he murmurs.

“Please, fuck me,” I beg, the words tumbling out of my mouth before I can stop them. “Please, fuck me. Fuck me with your big cock. Fuck me until I can’t remember my own name. Until all I can think about is you.”

He chuckles darkly, his fingers still working my clit.

“Tell me you like the name, Dolcezza,” he demands.

I hesitate. He’s already pushed my limits, but this is something else entirely.

“Tell me,” he repeats.

“I like the name,” I murmur.

“You like what?”

“Dolcezza. I like it.”

He groans. “I knew you would. You’re going to make me so happy, baby. Now, say the other thing.”

I take a deep breath. “Please, fuck me, Remo.”

“Mmmm. That’s right. I’m going to fuck you, baby. I’m going to fuck you so hard and so deep. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight. Until all you can think about is my cock. And when you can’t take any more, I’m going to come inside you and fill you up with my cum. Mark you as mine. Would you like that, princess?”

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