Page 114 of No Saint

I swallow and nod.

He grins and leans across my body snagging the bottle of whiskey from the unit beside me, keeping the toy unmoving inside me. I squirm, trying to get him to move.

“Ah, ah,” he chides, “Stay still, Amelia.”

He lets it go to open the bottle, throwing the lid off then grabs it again before it can slip out. He pushes it in slightly, making my eyes roll back in my head as he moves up my body.

“The things I want to do to you right now, Amelia,” he growls low.

“Then do them.” I gasp out.

He chuckles, “Dirty girl.” He slowly fucks me with the cock in his hand while he hovers above me. “Open your mouth.”

I do as he says and then watch as he takes a large swig of the whiskey before he places it down on the unit, settles his mouth above mine and releases it all onto my waiting tongue. I swallow but some dribbles out the side. Gabriel lowers his face to mine, “All night. I’m having you all night.”

I don’t get a chance to respond as he slams the cock into me hard and licks up the trail of whiskey from my cheek.

“Yes,” I pant, “Yes, more.”

“Cazzo, Amelia, seeing you like this.”

I yank at the restraints, wanting to touch him and his eyes bounce around my face, taking in my pleasure. Everything was coiling tight, I wanted to scream.

His eyes dip down to my pussy, I could feel my wetness around my thighs, beneath my ass.

“Dripping,” he muses before he tugs the dildo away and positions himself between my legs. “I can’t wait.”

I frantically shake my head, “Then don’t, fuck, please, Gabriel.”

He yanks his pants and boxers down before he lines his cock up to me and slams his hips forward, crashing into me. I pull on the ties, but they don’t yield and I’m still at his mercy.

He drills into me, hard and punishing and it feels so fucking good. His body lines over the top of mine, his nose running down the length of my own, the hazel of his eyes on fire. He reaches up and releases one tie and then the other before he spins me around, forcing me to my hands and knees.

“How long do you think you can last,mondo mia?”He holds still behind me, not re-entering, instead his hand travels down the length of my spine and then down between my ass cheeks. I stiffen beneath him, swallowing. He keeps going, sliding his fingers into my wetness, stretching me before he comes back out and up, using my own arousal to smear it between my cheeks, over that hole I’d vowed no one would touch.

The vow was dead now because at this point, I was willing to give him anything he pleased.

“You are so beautiful like this,” He whispers, “Needy and open for me. Completely mine.”

I press back as he lifts, sliding himself deep, both of us groaning.

“I asked a question, how long?”

“Not long.”

“I want you to do something for me.”

“Anything.”

“Try not to.”

“What!?”

“Trust me.”

He begins to move, hard and fast, his body leaning over my back, breath on my spine. His hands now hold my hips, yanking me back as he fucks forward, the hard slap of our skin loud to my ears.

“That’s it, baby,” he rasps breathlessly, “You feel so good.”

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