Page 108 of Toxic

I wrap the belt around her neck and wrists. I secure it, so there are only a few inches of tension, then ask, "You okay?"

She releases a shaky breath. "Yes."

I put my lips on her ear. "How much do you trust me?"

She turns her face until her mouth meets mine, murmuring, "I trust you to do whatever you want to my body."

My lips curve. "Whatever you do, don't fight the belt."

Nervous confusion fills her eyes, but she replies, "Okay."

I kiss her again then abruptly push on her spine until her cheek is on the bed. She gasps, and I drag my tongue over her shoulder, moving her feet wider. "I'm tired of not seeing you every day." I hover my face over hers.

She briefly closes her eyes then pins her orbs on mine.

"Tell me you don't want me when I'm not with you," I challenge, simultaneously tracing the bone in her forearm and curve of her ass.

She whimpers.

"Tell me," I repeat with more force.

"I miss you all the time. All day. Every minute," she confesses.

Satisfaction fills me. I've asked her this question several times before. It's something she never admitted before. I reach for her neck, grasp it under the belt, then slap her on the ass.

She swallows hard against my hand.

I pump two fingers into her. "Fuck, you're always so wet for me, dolcezza."

She pushes her lower body into me, whispering, "Oh God."

I slide my fingers out and thrust my cock into her, hitting my pelvis against her ass.

She lurches up, crying out, "Dante!"

I bend over her, my flesh against her warm back, and lean on my elbow. I keep my hand on her neck and curl my other around her fingers. Then I tug her hands so there's no more slack in the belt.

Her body quivers, eyes flare with heat, and my erection strains. I thrust slowly, watching her expression, loving every second of how she submits to me.

Her moans get louder, and her cheeks flush. Tiny spasms flex against my shaft, growing more intense.

"Please. Oh God! Please," she groans.

"You want to come?" I growl.

"Yes," she barely gets out.

I increase my speed, pounding into her, squeezing her neck tighter. Her muffled cries barely register in the room. The sharpness of her nails digs into my hands as her entire body erupts underneath me. The blue in her eyes swirls faster, growing smaller until all I see is white.

I hold myself back from releasing inside her. When she comes down, I let go of her hands and neck, then tug on the belt so her head is arched backward. I squirt lube on my finger, slide my cock out of her pussy, and inch a digit into her forbidden zone.

"Oh God!" She arches her body into the bed.

Staying still, I splay my hand on her spine. "Relax, dolcezza."

She obeys, and I spend a minute preparing her, then I enter her until she's taken all of my cock.

Her back arches and breath hitches. I lean down again so my lips hit her ear. "Okay?"

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