REINA
I clung to Domenico’s neck as he carried me through the hidden panel, my legs wrapped tight around his waist, my soaked p***y sliding along the rigid length of his c**k with every step.
My heart hammered so hard I felt it in my throat, a frantic drumbeat of fear and want. I’d never seen this side of him, never imagined the man who’d f****d me raw in a speeding car kept a dungeon beneath his villa. But I trusted him.
God help me, I trusted him with every trembling inch of my body.
The stairs spiraled downward in a tight coil, each step lit by these feeble red wall-lights that turned his face into something straight out of hell. Cheekbones sharp as knives, eyes swallowed in black pits.
His arms didn’t falter, muscles flexing under my thighs, c**k pulsing against my slick folds
