She groaned against his lips, her hands trying to break the hold but he wasn’t letting up and truthfully, she wasn’t too sure she wanted him to let go. She pushed her body against his as she returned the heated kiss and he pushed her body back, holding her against the wall. She soon realized that she was at his mercy, and she wasn’t sure how she felt about that.
Not that it was a bad thing but it was something she wasn’t used to. She had everyone at her mercy but she could admit that being at his was hot. It did something to her that she never thought would happen, it turned her on.
“You are thinking,” he told her as he bit at her lip and her eyes flew open, staring at him.
“How…” she whispered and he smirked.
“Your lips got soft and I don’t take kindly to that.”
“So, what are you going to do to make sure I don’t think?”
“I’m going to make sure you feel, and by the time I’m done, you will be screaming my name.” She tried to get her hands undone again, but he only held on tighter.
“I don’t scream, moan yes, but not scream.” He looked at her, his eyes intense as his free hand ran over her hips.
“Trust me Angelina, you will be screaming.”
“And if I don’t?”
“You don’t understand it seems.” His lips brushed over her neck. “I will order you to scream on command, just like I will make you come on command, because I want you to. If you don’t, or you choose to fight it and do something else, you won’t like what will happen.
“I told you,” he said, his hands lifted up her skirt and running his hand over her legs, “you don’t control me here. Here, this is my domain.” And with that, his fingers barely brushed against her slit and she knew he would be able to tell how wet those words made her. She never had a man control her, never gave any the chance, not that she gave it to Damian, he straight out took it.
“Oh,” she moaned, trying to spread her legs so that he could slide his finger in and he quickly removed his fingers which caused her to open her eyes. “What?”
“Did I tell you to move?” She blinked a couple of times before she shook her head. “No, use your words.”
“No, you didn’t tell me.”
“Then don’t move.” She finally understood that if she didn’t do what he wanted, she wouldn’t get what she wanted. How the hell did he take all the power away from her? “I promise you, bella (beautiful), this will only bring you pleasure.” She didn’t doubt that from how wet she got but she just didn’t think this was fair. His lips once more found her neck and this time, he used his teeth to scrape over her neck, bringing forth a shiver she had never experienced before.
“Oh, Dio (God),” she moaned and she could feel the smile against her neck as he kept on tormenting her.
“That’s a good start,” he said as he tapped her legs. “You can open them now for me sweetheart.” She did and he wasted no time in moving her panties to the side and slipping a finger into her, making her cry out. f**k, he was bringing out all kinds of reactions from her. “You are so wet Angelina.”
“Yes,” she whimpered, moving her hips against his hand, which quickly made his fingers stop. “No!” she cried out, looking at him. “Why did you stop?”
“You need to stop moving, thinking you have any control here.”
“Please,” she begged and that was so unlike her. She wouldn’t beg. But he started these waves in her and she needed him to finish.
“As much as I love hearing that roll off your tongue, no, you need to learn.” She clenched her jaw, her eyes lighting up with fire and he smirked, mother f*****g smirked, as if everything was right. “Don’t you know,” he whispered, his mouth barely brushing along her neck, not even making contact, “that the more power you display makes my c**k all that much harder, but you still hold nothing over me here, when you and I are like this.” Finally he pulled her lobe of her ear with his teeth and she nodded. Oh, she was getting it but he didn’t understand how hard it was to give up everything. Without warning, he pumped a finger into her, quickly followed by a second.
“Yes,” she moaned, her fingers moving enough to dig her nails into her hands.
“God, I love feeling how tight you are around my fingers and how wet. Now imagine if that was my c**k f*****g you hard and fast, how wet and tight you would be around it.” She moaned again, his words causing even more wetness to leak out and he groaned. “Do you like that? Those dirty words?”
“Yes,” she whimpered softly, her body strung tight. She felt the need washing over her and fast.
“Oh no, you need to hold on.”
“I…can’t…”
“Should I be nice and let you come, let your juices run over my hand, my name on those plump lips of yours?” She struggled to find a voice as his fingers pumped into her faster, a third one being added, but she had nothing so she merely nodded. “I didn’t catch that.” She wanted to glare at him because he knew damn good and well that he was leaving her speechless yet he was still going to make her talk. But beyond getting her anger out at him, she needed to come, needed that release. So, somewhere from within, she managed to find her voice.
“Y…yes…” she managed to get out and for that, he bit down on her neck at the same time that his thumb rubbed her c**t, making her legs shake as she came hard; his name crying out from her lips. And when the shaking finally stopped, and he withdrew his fingers, only then did she open her eyes and look at him.
“You are breath taking when you are in the middle of your passion.” He ran his middle finger over her lips and she could smell the s*x all over them. “See how sweet you are.” Her tongue flicked against the fingers and then she drew it into her mouth. Once he pulled it out, he released her hands and then took them within his and gently rubbed them.
“What…are…you going…to do now?” How she was that vocal, she didn’t know. Usually, it would take a lot more than a few words and some fingering to make her come that hard, but she did, just for him.
“Next, I’m taking you to the room, undressing you, drawing a bath, and then f*****g you until you come again and again and you cry out my name over and over.”
“I don’t…usually…come so…hard again.”
“A once kind of gal and you are done?” She nodded and he smirked. “Sweetheart, those men weren’t me and they didn’t f**k you right. I promise, this is only the start, no one is like me.” f**k, she was only starting to see how true that was.