Page 84 of Beautiful Devil

Once again, I remove my hand and draw back, connecting with a delicious sound that makes my dick grow harder every time. This time, I feel Gia press her ass back against my palm when it lands.

"You like this,dolcezza? Does it make your pussy wet for me?"

"Yes," she moans, pressing her ass further into my hand as I gently massage the area once again.

"You are mine, Gia. And mine alone. You willneveraccuse me of being with another woman."

"I am yours, only yours."Her voice is dripping with desperation now.

Precum begins to drip from the tip of my cock at her words. Words that have more of an effect on me than I was prepared for. I draw back and connect with her ass one more time, drawing an unmistakable moan from her this time. Instead of massaging the area like before, I run my hand down her ass until I feel her pussy and insert a finger. Fuck, she's so fucking wet.

She releases a louder moan as I fuck her pussy with my finger. My cock is rock hard, begging to be inside her, but not yet. She needs to learn her lesson.

“Dio Mio, dolcezza, questa figa è così bagnata per me.”

I take my finger out of her, spreading her wetness over her clit, making her shudder. I start to rub small circles over her sensitive spot and her back arches more, begging for relief.

"I will decide if and when you come," I scold her.

Moving my attention back to her pussy, I insert two fingers this time and use my free hand to massage her ass.

I slowly continue to finger-fuck her, building her up, pushing her to the edge.

"Fabi, please," she begs, my torture becoming too much for her.

"Oh, but my dear Gia, we're only getting started."

"I can't do this," she murmurs as her face connects with the bedsheets.

The hand I was using to massage her comes to a halt before I draw back and quickly connect. I feel the added rush of wetness inside her already-soaked pussy from the spanking.

"But you can,dolcezza. And you will."

I pick up the pace with my fingers, getting them wetter by the second. Her body tight, her moans loud, she's desperate for her release, but I'm enjoying the sight of her at my mercy.

I spank her ass again. Her moans become louder, and her writhing drives me over the edge. I need to be inside her. Moving behind her, I frantically undo my zipper and push my pants and boxers down. Precum drips from the tip as I line my cock up to her entrance before sliding in with one quick thrust. We both moan aloud at the sensation; I still for a moment, but when I feel her ass pushing back against me, I quickly start to thrust in and out of her sweet pussy.

I spank her ass while I fuck her from behind, and she screams, "Yes, Fabi."

I'm never going to last hearing her like that, but I'm a glutton for my own punishment and knowing that this is the effect I have on her makes me a smug bastard, so I do it again. Sounding more breathless when she speaks this time causes me to slow my pace slightly as I sense she's getting closer to orgasm.

"A little longer,dolcezza."

Fighting for air, she pants out, "Fabi, please, I need it. Harder Fabi, fuck me harder."

Once I hear the final word from her mouth, I grab her hips to hold her in place with one hand while I use the other to spank her ass. I pick up my pace to piston speed and fuck her harder than I have before. I know that she'll be sore tomorrow, and the memories of tonight will be burned into her memory forever. Mine, too. It's that thought that drives me over the edge as I pull out and release myself all over her deliciously sweet ass while she screams my name reaching her climax.

As my heart rate slows, I sit back on my heels, trying to catch my breath, when those feelings I thought I had pushed down suddenly rush back to the forefront of my mind.

I've kidnapped Gia, accused her of stealing from me, and forced her to become my wife. She's too good for this life, but I'm the type of selfish bastard that doesn't give a fuck. I want her, and I'm going to make sure I get to keep her for as long as I can.

"Fabi, can you let me out of this? It's starting to hurt."

Gia's words remind me that I have her wrists bound. I move off the bed and sprint into the en-suite to wet a towel before going back into the bedroom and quickly cleaning her up.

"Come,dolcezza. Shower."

I take her hand, leading her into the bathroom, and turn on the water, allowing it to heat up a little before helping her in. I slip in behind her and grab some of her shower gel. Pouring a little on my hands, I lather it up and start to gently rub the suds across the top of her chest and over her tits. Her nipples harden under my palms, making my dick twitch, and as much as I would love to take her again, I know she's going to be sore enough tomorrow.

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