Page 82 of Carnal

He closes his eyes. "Pina—"

"'I am a Marino' is all you have to say! And I'm not your—"

He grabs my hips, tosses me on the bed, and lunges over me. He takes a pair of handcuffs and restrains me to the headboard.

"Tristano!"

He pushes the back of my thighs and orders, "Thighs on your chest!" His face dips to my pussy, and every notion I ever had about what it's like for Tristano to eat me flies out the window.

His mouth and fingers become a hurricane, violently swirling around, flicking me, sucking me, and teasing me until my skin is soaked with sweat and fluids.

"Oh God! Please!" I beg, forgetting everything about how I'm supposed to be the one in control. My legs shake so much, they dip several inches.

He pushes them back, pressing his forearm against them, growling, "You submit to me, baby girl. Do you understand?"

"Yes," I cry out, not able to deny him if I tried.

"Why?" he barks, then dips back to my body, flicking me so fast, I get dizzy.

"Yes! Don't stop!" I demand.

"Why do you submit to me?" he repeats, then tosses the cock cage on the bed next to my head.

I should have brought the one that locks,quickly goes through my mind, but then his tongue teases me further.

"I'm going to come! Oh God! Don't stop! Please," I beg again.

"Answer me!" he orders, lunging over my body and positioning his face a few inches from mine.

My heart pounds fast. Our breaths merge, both of us struggling for air.

"Tell me why you submit to me," he says again.

I blurt out, "Because I love it!"

He sniffs hard, nodding. "That's right, baby girl." He thrusts into me until his pelvis hits the back of my thighs.

"Oh!" I gasp, seeing stars. Our bodies meld together. His cock glides faster and faster until I cry out, "I'm coming!"

He slows down, torturing me. The dark flames in his eyes burn hotter as he studies me.

"Oh God," I moan, wondering how I ever lived without his body in mine. Nothing's ever felt so good or right.

"Fuck, Pina! Admit you love us together," he demands, increasing his speed.

I stare at him, barely able to keep my eyes open. Every pleasurable sensation I've ever had seems to spiral around me. It's like a high I know I'm always going to have to chase. How could it ever be possible to reach again?

"Tell me," he growls.

"I-I oh God!" I scream as a new wave of euphoria pummels me.

"You're mine, Pina. Tell me the truth! Tell me you want more of me," he orders.

My raspy voice barely gets out, "Yes! More of you."

"Because we're good together. Admit it!"

"Yes! Us. Together," I moan, unable to see anything but white stars.

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