Tears well up in my eyes. “No.”
He wouldn’t.
But the dead serious look on his face tells me differently.
I immediately sink to my knees with my hands locked in front of me like a beggar. “Please don’t take anyone else … I’ll do it.”
He tilts his head and moves his shoe closer to my body. “Do what?” he rasps.
“Everything. Anything you want.” It comes out in a single breath and stings like a knife to the heart. But what other choice do I have? “I give in.”
It’s silent for a moment as I stare at his shiny black shoe, wondering where the hell he’s been that’s made him so enraged. Because there is clearly more behind all of this than he’d ever tell me.
But maybe, if I give in, he’ll slowly show me more of his weaknesses, allowing me to take advantage.
“Up,” he says, his voice dark, heady, like he’s both angered and lusty at the same time, and I recognize the feeling all too well.
As I stand again, he stares me down, only to move to his drawer. He pulls out a rope, which makes me swallow. My eyes search the cabinet, hoping to find anything I can use to defend myself if I need to. A letter opener. And I can’t stop looking at it, hovering closer, and closer, and closer, my body trembling with every inch as I reach for it and—
BANG!
I tense up and stop all motion as the bullet grazes the cabinet, flicking the letter opener off, leaving smoke and a burnt edge of wood in its wake. When my eyes find Luca’s again, they are filled with amusement.
“You want me to be rough?” he growls. “You got it.” He tucks the gun back into his pocket and waltzes toward me like it was no big deal he shot a gun mere inches away from me.
He pulls a long bar with straps from the drawer and comes closer, bending over right in front of me.
“Spread.”
He tugs my legs apart and secures the straps around my ankles while I’m frozen in place. Next, he throws a bunch of ropes around my waist and wrists. It doesn’t process with me what he’s doing until it’s too late. Until he’s tied up my wrists and my belly and attached it to a pulley from the ceiling hooks.
“What are you doing?” I mutter.
Without warning, he tugs the rope, and I shriek when it lifts me into the air. He ties the rope around two hooks, securing my body so my wrists are above my head, my waist is locked in place, and my legs are spread far apart while I hang parallel from the ceiling.
Luca
I look up at her dangling from the ceiling, her legs spread wide, exactly how I like it.
It’s not the first time I’ve tied a girl up. I’ve always enjoyed trying out the extremes, see how far I can go and how far they can bend …
But none of those times were with Jill, and I have to admit it’s beyond thrilling to see her like this.
Tied up and slowly spinning while every orifice is open to me and ready for the taking.
I circle around her to take a look from every angle, taking in the view to memorize it fully for my spank bank. I’ve never seen a more appetizing sight than this one, not even in all the fantasies I had about her, and I’ve had plenty.
So many, in fact, that I lost count of the number of girls I fucked and pretended were her.
But now she’s here, in the flesh, completely naked and left for me to enjoy like the spoils of a long-drawn-out war.
And I will enjoy her body thoroughly.
My hand slides across her belly, and she twitches in place.
“What is this? I didn’t agree to this,” she murmurs as my hand slides farther up her body until they meet her tits, and she sucks in a breath when I grab one of them.
“This? This is my filthy, dirty fantasy come to life, Jill,” I reply, squeezing her tit until she gasps. “And you did agree. Remember what you said? Everything and anything I want. And I’ll enjoy every single second of that promise as if it was my last.”
“You’re insane,” she hisses.
I grab both her nipples and pinch them until she squeals, the sound like music to my ears.
“No, just obsessed,” I reply.
“With what? Revenge?” she quips. “Because I get it already. You hate me.”
“No …” I say, and I release her nipples only to slide slowly across her navel and down between her legs. “With you.”
Her cheeks turn red with desire as I swipe my hand along her pussy and spread her juices all over. “And I think you’re only lying to yourself when you say you’re not as equally obsessed with me,” I add. “But we’ll get there.”
When I stick a wet finger inside her, she mewls, and it makes me pause.
Of all the groans and moans I’ve heard in my life, this wasn’t one I expected to come from her mouth. So sensitive.
Too sensitive.
And for some reason, my mind instantly goes to the moment she saw my cock for the very first time. I was distracted by how delicious she looked with that collar around her neck and that mouth begging me to fuck it raw, but now that I think of it …
Her eyes widened.
And she was clearly inexperienced.
I pull my finger out of her, and her body immediately relaxes. But one single touch of her clit makes her whole body bob up and down even though I’ve touched her before.
I pause as it hits me.
Good God.
“Jill …” I clutch her leg and spin her around to face me. “Are you a virgin?”
Her pupils dilate as her lips part. “No. No, I’m not.”
My eyes narrow. “Hmm …” I don’t believe one single word. “Why don’t you prove it to me?”
“How?” she asks. “I swear, I’m not.”
I spin her around again before she can say anything else to spoil the mood. Whether it’s the truth or not, I’m taking what’s mine, and I’ll make her tell the truth.
“I’ll find out,” I say, grasping both her thighs as she looks up to see what I’m doing. “One way or another.”
And I dive between her legs and press a kiss to her sweet pussy.
“What are you doing? Oh my God, I—”
“Shh …” I murmur against her skin. “Stay still unless you want me to get rough.”
Even after the first kiss, I can already tell she’s sensitive beyond imagination. And when I plant another kiss on her slit, she writhes with delight, and it makes my cock harden against my pants.
So I open my mouth and drop my tongue onto her clit, circling it while applying pressure until she lets out a heady moan.
“That’s it, bunny. Let me have a taste of what you have to offer,” I groan, licking her while I hold her thighs in place.
Fuck, she tastes divine. My cock strains in my pants until it hurts, and I free myself by unzipping and letting my length spill out of its constraints. Every kiss I apply is another one that makes her squirm, and I love the way her face scrunches up when I touch her clit.
Even if she won’t admit it, she definitely seems to be enjoying me ravaging her.
And if she won’t give me a fucking kiss on the mouth, I’ll give her a fucking kiss between the legs instead.
“Why are you doing this?” she asks, her breath heavy, needy as her pussy drips down onto the floor.
I lap her up and look up from underneath my eyelashes the second she lifts her head. “Because I want to.”
“Why do you want this?” she mutters, confused. “I thought you wanted me to—”
“I want you. All of you,” I interject, sliding my tongue into her. “Every inch. Every taste. Every moan.”
And as I thrust inside with my tongue, I can definitely feel some resistance, but the moan that follows makes my cock bounce up and down with excitement.
Fuck, I can’t wait to bury myself deep inside that wet little hole of hers.
Sooner or later, she’s going to beg me to do it.
But until then … I’ll tease her.
Kiss her.
Bite her.
Groan at her.
Make her come.
Until she can’t stand it any longer and spreads those legs for me willingly.
“Oh, God …” she mutters as I lick harder and harder.
“Luca will do,” I reply as I continue sucking and kissing.
Her whole body begins to heat, her muscles tightening around me while my nails dig into her thighs to keep her from choking me with her legs. Girls like her would definitely try. Our families would teach us that much. There isn’t anything an enemy wouldn’t do to get their hands on your power and wealth. And right now … I am that enemy.
But she couldn’t hurt me.
Not even if she actually wanted to.
And right now, I doubt she wants anything else besides my tongue diving between her legs. Fuck, it’s so goddamn hot. I can’t control myself, and I start rubbing myself right in front of her all while licking her senseless.
“Please, let me down,” she mutters.
“Not until after you’ve come … Maybe ten times,” I reply, winking when she looks up in horror.
“Ten?!”
“If you don’t tell me what I want to know, I might add ten more,” I say.
“No, I can’t tell you,” she says, shaking her head.
I lick her clit until she squirms. “Your throbbing pussy begs to differ.”
“No, don’t make me,” she murmurs, delirious as I keep lapping her up. “I can’t handle it.”
“Always so uptight … it’s about time someone fucked that timidness out of you.”
She gasps as I bury my tongue inside her again, desperate for a taste. The way she rolls over my tongue, her wetness dripping down my chin, makes me so fucking horny I start to moan along with her.
“That’s it, Jill. Let go of all your inhibitions and come for me,” I say as she’s on the verge of breaking. “Do it. Come against my tongue, and I’ll reward you with more.”
When the tip of my tongue flicks her clit a few times, it swells, and I can feel the pulsations of her orgasm right through my very own fucking mouth, and it’s the biggest fucking turn-on I’ve ever felt.
I keep going, licking and sucking her clit until she clenches her legs again and another one rolls right through her.
“That’s it, bunny. Relax and feel the ecstasy,” I say, planting one hand on her belly while the other is furiously stroking my length.
I can’t get enough of how she tastes, how she feels underneath my mouth, how her body almost moves in sync with my tongue as I rhythmically flick her to another orgasm.
Every pulse of her clit makes me that much more aroused, and my cock throbs with need. I spread pre-cum all over my dick as lube, thrusting into my own damn hand as I kiss her hard.
One second I allow her to breathe and ask, “Are you ready to tell me who fucked you?”
She shakes her head, but I can see the hesitation in her eyes.
“Fine. More.”
One. Two. Three. Four. Five.
More and more orgasms follow, but I’m not done yet.
Not even as the tears roll down her cheeks from all the climaxes she’s endured.
“Tell me who your boyfriend was,” I say, my tongue twirling around her red and swollen clit.
“Please …” she murmurs.
“Please … more?” I ask, licking my lips at the thought.
Her eyes widen. “I don’t think I can take it.”
“Yes, you can,” I reply, tapping her sensitive pussy. “But if you want it to end … all you have to do is tell me who your boyfriend was.”
When my mouth hovers over her clit again, she yells, “Okay, fine! I’ll tell you, but he wasn’t my boyfriend.”
A few heavy breaths follow while I pause and listen to what she has to say.
“His name is Nick.”
Nick.
Just the name makes me want to punch throats.
“Where does he live?” I growl.
“I don’t know.”
I slap her ass, and it awakens a side of her I could only ever dream of, as the moan that slips out of her throat is nothing short of animalistic.
Amazing.
My tongue circles around her mound, ready to dive in again, when she finally answers.
“I don’t know! I swear!” she says. “He works for Easton Van Buren.”
That guy runs those restaurants our parents used to dine at together frequently. Interesting. Is that who hid her from us?
The mere thought has me clenching my fists.
“You got what you wanted … now put me down,” Jill says, breaking my train of thought.
I forget all about my rage the second I look at the naked body hanging before me, her supple flesh begging me to lick and kiss every inch.
“I don’t think so,” I respond, and I cover her clit with my mouth again.
She gasps. “But you said—”
I look up into her dumbstruck eyes. “What I want is you and only you.” I smile against her wetness. “And I never said when it would end. Only that it would.”
The red-hot rage almost bursts out of her like she’s a fire-breathing dragon. “Asshole!”
I laugh and continue licking her. “If you ask nicely, I might lick that too.”
The look of disbelief that follows makes me smile like a bastard.
I know she hates me, but she loves my mouth and all the wicked things I can and will do to her body. It’s only a matter of time before she admits that out loud.
So I keep kissing and licking her over and over, all while stroking myself, and I don’t fucking stop. Not even as she’s moaning like a whore, as beads of sweat cover her body, as wetness drips down her thighs and ass, and as her eyes roll into the back of her head.
I’m not fucking done with claiming all the orgasms she has to give.
And on the tenth, I grasp her legs, spin her around, and roar as I come as hard as the accumulated orgasms she’s had. I flick the head of my dick, spurting my juices all over her face and mouth. Covering every inch of her in my filth, I leave nothing unscathed. When I’m finally done nutting, I bring a finger to her face and drag my cum all the way down to her tits, marking her as mine.
“Mine,” I growl, and I pinch her nipple and tug until she squeals.
Then I lean over to plant a kiss on her other nipple, taking it into my mouth to suck and nibble. Her whole body quivers, and when I release her nipple from between my teeth, I move away again to look at her as she hangs from the ceiling with an oversexed look on her face.
With a giant, dirty smile on my face, I lean in and look her straight in the eyes as I whisper, “Good girl. If you behave, I might treat you to more.”
“Fuck y—”
I slap the rope so hard she spins around while I burst out into laughter as I zip up.
“Have fun waiting for me,” I say.
“What? Where are you going?” she mutters with panic in her eyes as she keeps twirling around. “Don’t leave me hanging here!”
“I’ll be back for more soon, bunny, don’t you worry.” I open the door and look back at her slowly spinning around. “Time to go pay someone a visit.”
Her eyes widen, and her pupils dilate at the same time. “Wait … what? No. No!”
But I slam the door shut before she can throw me any more insults.
It’s too late for her to take back what she said.
One way or another, I’ll find out if she’s lying.
And if I can’t get the truth from her mouth, then I’ll get it from that fucker Nick instead.
