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His eyes darkened, but he kept any other emotion from his face. It made me shake in his hold.

“What a dirty little thing you are. If you’re going to behave like a wanton slut, I’ll have to treat you like one.” He stuck his thumb into my mouth and pulled my jaw down, forcing me to part my lips. “Keep this open.”

I obeyed when he removed his thumb. He sat back, keeping one fist in my hair as his other went to his fly. I watched him unzip it one-handed before he drew out what I wanted. His hand ran over his already hard dick. Clearly, I wasn’t the only one turned on. Knowing I brought out this side of him made me feel so fucking special. It was no longer a one-sided infatuation. It was a real, tangible connection between two people who never expected to find someone they could be themselves with.

“Are you going to put that dirty mouth of yours to good work, Theia? I want you to get my cock nice and wet.”

Gil drew me closer to him by my hair.

“Go on, wrap those lips around it.”

Guided by him, I lowered my face and took him in my mouth, unable to help the moan sounding in the back of my throat. My hands remained on his thighs as he pushed me down further, making me take more.

“That’s it, such a good slut. Taking it so well.La mia bella sgualdrina.”

I worshipped his dick with my mouth, taking my time to slide my lips down his shaft and using my tongue to caress him. When my eyes darted up to his, there wasn’t a single emotion on his face.

“Good girl,” he murmured, petting my face with his free hand.

In response to his praise, I sucked harder, drawing a grunt from his mouth. His fingers tightened around my hair, making me wince from the burn, but I wanted the pain. It made me feel alive. Made my pussy throb with need for him.

This was safety right here. I’d placed my trust in this man, knowing he wouldn’t take it too far. He wouldn’t hurt or abuse me the way I had been when I was held captive. Gil didn’t make me feel shame for wanting this kind of sex. He understood why I needed it without me having to explain. I had a feeling it was something he wanted to explore too.

I pulled off him a moment later, panting a little as the ache between my legs grew unbearable.

“Please.”

“Please what? Did my cock in your mouth make your pussy needy, slut?”

“Yes,” I whined.

Without giving me any warning, Gil stood up and pulled me with him. I was dragged by my hair through his penthouse to his bedroom. His rough treatment only made me want him more. He bent me over his bed, pushing me face down into the covers before his mouth met my ear.

“You’re lucky I want to fuck you, Theia. It’s been on my mind all day, how much I want to wreck your pussy and make you cry out my name. I’ve never wanted this with anyone, but you… you make me crazy, and I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop. I want you so bad, it fucking hurts.”

I choked out a breath. Knowing he wanted me and hearing him say it were two very different things. The intense need in his deep voice was intoxicating.

“Wreck me… please.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I fully intend to.”

He was gone a moment later, striding over to his bedside table and pulling one of the drawers open. I heard the rustle of foil before he was back with me, peeling my clothes from my body enough to give him access. His fingers dipped between my legs, stroking through my folds and circling my clit. I moaned his name, arching into him, and received a smack across my pussy in return. It made me yelp, but he only did it again. It didn’t hurt, just stung in a torturous way that only made me hotter for him.

“Please. Please fuck me.”

“Not yet, slut.”

I whined in response, but he didn’t listen. Instead, he pulled the rest of my clothes off my body, leaving me naked in front of him.

“Hands up by the headboard. Now.”

I crawled onto the bed properly and sat up, placing my hands on the top of the board. He climbed up behind me a few minutes later, after I heard him moving about the room. Taking one of my hands, he looped a tie around my wrist and secured it to the headboard before doing the same to the other. I knelt there with him behind me, feeling far more vulnerable and exposed than I ever had done in my life. And it unlocked an invisible cage wrapped around my ribs, keeping me from fully allowing myself to be free.

He skimmed his hands down my sides before he kissed my shoulder. I let out a sigh of pleasure. His hands wrapped around my hips, pulling me back so I landed in his lap. He held onto my neck before he pushed inside me. He didn’t take it slow this time, thrusting up until I was squirming in his grasp from the way he filled me.

“Theia,” he ground out through his teeth, “you feel so fucking good.”

He wrapped himself around my back, holding me against his chest while he fucked me. There was nothing gentle about the way he hammered into my pussy. I held onto the headboard, taking it with pants and moans erupting from my throat. He nibbled my earlobe and pressed more kisses to my shoulder. I felt bereft because he abruptly pulled away from me. I let out a squeak of complaint. Gil ran a hand down my back before he shifted around and ducked under my arms. I stared down at him while he repositioned me until I was straddling his lap with my hands on either side of his shoulders.

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