Page 38 of Doll's Eye

“Now,cara. Let’s not start lying to each other.” I kiss her inner thigh, then dig my teeth into it, making her grunt.

“Are you saying you’ve yet to lie to me?”

My eyebrows arch. “I may keep things from you, but I will never lie to you.” She tries scowling as I keep up a slow pace with my fingers. Her eyelids are growing heavier by the second, but she fights them. When I lean in for another kiss, the corner of my mouth brushes against her labia. The tiny moan that sounds in the back of her throat makes me smirk, but I don’t comment on it.

“What happened with you and Arianna?”

My lips hover over her cunt as my body and fingers still. I could continue evading that subject since I should not remain in question. She shouldn’t have asked me to begin with. I told her nothing happened, and that should’ve been the end of it. Then she went and accused me once again when I went away for a few days to go and look at the property in Italy for her wedding gift.

“I should not have to repeat myself,gattina. Nor should I have to ever explain myself. I’ve done nothing to earn your distrust.”

“Trust is like love, Massimo. You can’t demand it from me. It has to be earned, and it will not be easy. It’ll take time.”

“Trust can be broken. Are you saying your love can be broken as well?” She doesn’t answer as she takes short breaths. “You canchoose to trust. You can’t choose to love because love is not a choice. Choose to trust me, Alessia. Until I prove you wrong.”

“Will you?”

I start moving my fingers again and kiss her little bundle of nerves with a feather-light caress. “Will I what,cara?” I glance up at her and see the indecision on her face. She’s not even sure what she’s asking me. “If you’re asking me if I’m choosing to trust you, the answer is yes. It’s not something I’ve ever given to anyone willingly, but I’m giving it to you. If you’re asking me if I’ll break your trust, that is hard to answer. No, I will not lie to you. No, I will not ever be unfaithful or disloyal to you. But there are so many ways to lose trust in someone. It depends on how fickle your trust is. And back to the point of trust and love. I’m telling you right now, Alessia. My love is not a fickle thing. My trust, too, can be broken, but when I love, it’s something that can never be undone.” She stares down at me with this pained look on her face, and I continue to stroke her slowly. “Now, no more talking,gattina. Or I’ll put a gag in you.”

Chapter twenty

Alessia

I’m speechless. How can he really say that if he were to love me, he would never be able to stop?

He’s wrong. Trust and love are the same. They take years to build and have to be earned, and they most definitely can be broken. Once broken, they take several lifetimes to fix.

“Now, no more talking,gattina. Or I’ll have to put a gag on you.”

And now I’m back to being bitter. Tying me up is one thing, but gagging me? The repercussions of that would be calamitous.

His fingers continue to thrust in and out of me as he teases me with light kisses to my pussy. He’s already dissolving my refusal. I want him to devour my pussy and then fuck me. But he said this is a punishment. What if my punishment is this? To have me begging and pleading with him to get me off in one way or another?Damnit, that would be a suitable punishment.Turning me into a needy little bitch. He’s right. There are so many ways he can punish me.

The prickly hair along his jaw stabs at my sensitive clit as he lightly brushes his lips up and down it. Mocking me, messing with me. My hips thrust up involuntarily, but he’s quicker as he rears back some, not making contact. My heels had to come down to do that, and his eyes dart to mine.

“Put your knees back up,gattina,” he commands, and I automatically obey.Goddamnit.He already has me tamed. “Don’t put them down again,” he warns.

Then he dives in mouth first, causing my breath to hitch and my muscles to spasm, devouring me like I’ve been wishing for. But as soon as he has me on the climb, he pulls back and even retracts his fingers.

Yup, this is my punishment. Orgasm denial. How very cruel.

The look on Massimo right now keeps my frustration at bay. To see him so out of order is unheard of. If I weren’t seeing it for myself, I would never believe it to be possible. His lips parted, his eyes wild, his hair out of place, and his cheeks slightly flushed. He’s a hot mess, and I want him like this every single day for the rest of my life. I may be restrained, and my control is taken from me, but I feel more powerful than ever.

The thought is terrifying, and it’s like he can read my thoughts, or maybe my body is too revealing because he looks at me in question. His fingers leisurely trail up and down my slits, then they slip lower and lower until he hits that clenched-up hole.

“Have you had anyone here before,gattina?” His fingertip presses in just past the rim, and the muscles automatically tighten up.

“Yes,” I admit to him honestly. There isn’t much I haven’t tried in bed. Other than being tied up, but I didn’t exactly get a choice in the matter.

He grunts in disapproval and presses his finger in a little further, using the juices from my cunt. “Too bad.” His finger pumps in up to his knuckle, and already I feel so stretched.

I’ve done anal a few times. Thinking abouthismassive cock going in there, it has me clenching up in fear. “Relax for me,amore.” He places a kiss on my thigh. “Do not refuse entry from me. Ever.” His finger bottoms out inside of me, and he stills. “Not in here.” He pulls out a little, then pushes all the way back in, stilling again. “Or here.” With his other hand, he drags his fingers through my wetness until he finds my center and pushes two long fingers inside, and my back bows off the bed. I’m fighting back a moan so hard I feel like I swallowed my tongue in effort. “Or that pretty mouth of yours.” He pumps in and out of both holes together, and I’m panting hard. Maybe if I act like this isn’t the best feeling in the world right now, he won’t pull back in time, and I’ll come.

Always in my head, he pumps a few more times, and just as I’m so close to the top, he retracts from my insides, and I can’t help it. I let out a frustrated growl, and the bastard chuckles.

When he grabs me by the hips and flips me over to my knees, I don’t see it coming, and my arms twist unnaturally. But I don’t let him know it hurt. I won’t give him the satisfaction.

The cool air hits my seams as he positions me with my ass up and my head down in the mattress. My arms stretched out, and my knees widely spread. “Perfezione.”Whack! Whack!He smacks each cheek with a firm hand, then rubs his thumb over my clenched hole. My eyes are squeezed shut and every muscle in my body cramps up from my muscles contracting. The back of his throat rumbles as he continues to rub over that hole. Then he caresses the globes of my ass and places a chaste kiss on each cheek. “Hold tight,cara.”

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