Page 37 of Vincenzo
He drags his gaze away, whipping it to his wrist, and says, “Ow, what thefuck, Amalia?”
“Andthatis for coming all over my chest.”
I graze the tip of my nail down his chest that’s now heaving, surely with confusion as to the situation he’s gotten himself in.
“Now, tell me,” I whisper, dragging my nail over the hard ridges of his stomach until I’m right above his cock. “How does it feel to be the one being fucked with?”
Before Vincenzo can react, I roll myself off the bed and stand on the edge with a look of satisfaction on my face.
“What the hell are you doing? Get me out of thesenow,” he demands.
“Oh, stop being so dramatic,” I say as I walk over to the couch that will give Vincenzo a perfect view of what I have in storefor him. “Besides, after everything that’s happened, it’s only fair that I serve you with the same respect you served me, right?”
“And what is that supposed to mean?” he grinds out, as I take a seat on the couch and slowly spread my legs apart.
Drawing my fingers up my thighs, I say, “It means, maybe it’s time I show you what I really sound like when I’m having an orgasm.”
His eyes are locked on my hand as I lift the hem of my skirt. “Amalia …” he says, his tone changing to a desperate plea for more.
“Shh, just relax and enjoy the show, will you?” I say, pulling my vibrator out of my pocket.
“I see my handcuffs aren’t the only thing you found.”
“Yeah, and don’t think I forgot about my bra. You interrupted me before I could find it.”
Bringing the vibrator to my pussy, I slide it along the lace fabric.
Vincenzo’s mouth falls open like he’s about to say something, but his words seem to fail him as his eyes remain fixed on what I’m doing.
“It’s been a while, Vincenzo,” I say, desperation now seeping frommytone. “Tell me, what would you do if you weren’t shackled to that bed right now?”
He continues to watch me slide the vibrator along my underwear, but manages to say, “Why don’t you release me and I’ll show you exactly what I’d do.” His low gravelly tone has me clenching my insides, almost giving into that suggestion, but that would make thistooeasy for him.
A small chuckle escapes my lips as I pull the thin fabric aside. “That would defeat the whole point ofmeputting on a show foryou, now wouldn’t it?”
Sliding the vibrator up and down my slit, I drench it in my juices. Having Vincenzo’s eyes on me like this has me wetter than ever, and I’m going to take full advantage.
“Mmm, that feels so fucking good, Enzo,” I moan out, lighting up his eyes.
He opens his mouth to say something, but again, no words come out. I glance down at his dick which is now standing at full mass, giving me a perfect view of his piercings. Knowing that playing with myself like this has him so turned on he can’t even speak has me wanting to push him even more.
Pressing the vibrator into my pussy, I can’t help but imagine it’s Enzo’s cock, and I let out another moan. “Your cock feels so fucking good. I need more.” I slide it in and out a few times, enjoying the slick feel of the silicone toy, and enjoying the look on Vincenzo’s face even more.
The heady look in his eyes tells me I have him exactly where I want him. His eyes are still glued on my pussy, so I pull the vibrator out and turn it on, placing it on my clit. I nearly jump out of my skin at the sensation.
“Oh,yes, Enzo. You know exactly what to do to get me there.”
“Careful, Little Hellion,” he growls out. “You have no idea what you’re about to get yourself into.”
A small chuckle pulls from my lips and I raise a brow at him. “On the contrary, I think I knowexactlywhat I’m about to get into.”
Taking a finger, I stick it into my pussy and let another moan. “Oh, yes, Enzo.Please, more of that.”
I slide another finger in, letting my pussy stretch around them while my vibrator pulses against my clit. It’s starting to become too much.
Vincenzo’s eyes are hot on me, searing through my skin, making my blood boil with excitement. He clenches his jaw and his hands squeeze into tight fists. He’s just as affected as I am.
“Harder,please. I need you to take me harder.”
