Page 14 of Crazed

Jesus. She's the sexiest woman on Earth.

I squeeze the ball, running my palm a few times over the back of her thighs. Her breath hitches, and the scent of her arousal flares in my nostrils. "Do you know why I'm having you open your sweet pussy up, dolce?"

Her index finger twitches.

I put my finger over hers and circle it over her clit.

She whimpers.

"You want to start playing now, greedy girl? Hmm?" I ask, then put my finger next to hers, continuing to circle.

"Oh," she breathes.

"So wet for me. Good girl," I praise, then take the ball and start to slip it inside her.

She gasps, her eyes widening.

I keep my finger over hers and press harder on her clit while sliding the ball gag in and out of her.

"Massimo!" she cries out.

I stop all motion, grabbing her finger with mine.

A desperate expression appears. She begs, "Please."

"You want this?" I taunt and resume gliding the ball gag in and out of her.

"Yes. Oh God," she whispers.

"Hands on your breasts," I order.

She moves them to her nipples and waits for my command.

"Play with them."

"Thank you, sir," she replies, her Russian accent coming out thicker than normal.

I work her clit and the ball gag. She cups her breasts, rubbing her thumbs over the edge of her nipples. A soft pink colors her cheeks, making the blue in her eyes appear lighter. Her skin glistens. Soft moans rotate with her pleas. "Massimo. Please."

I slow everything down, provoking, "What's going to happen when I shove this in your mouth and secure it? You won't be able to beg me. How will I know what you want?"

"Massimo. Please!" She makes a few tiny circles with her hips, but I grab them.

I tug the ball gag out, grab her wrists, and pin them over her head.

"Oh!"

I kiss her, sliding my tongue so deep I can't go any farther, then release her hands.

She consumes me, holding my head as close as possible and making me forget for a moment about everything.

Life.

Who my family is.

The ball gag.

When her nails dig into my shoulders, I sit back with my knees next to her hips. I hold the ball gag near her lips. "Do you smell yourself?"

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