Chapter 12 #2
I didn’t let her catch her breath before urging her to ride me again.
I pushed her to the peak, then stopped suddenly and quickly lifted her arms from around my neck.
I raised her so my dick slipped out of her heat and jumped to my feet.
After spinning her around to face the desk, I cupped her tits, bit her neck, and pushed my arousal between her ass cheeks.
She gasped and began to shake, her legs rubbing together in search of relief. Her bound hands were in front of her, and when I saw them moving, I glanced down to see her put them between her thighs.
Growling, I grabbed her arms and set her hands on the desk in front of her. “Oh, cara. Where did my good girl go? My naughty little fuck toy just couldn’t resist pushing me.”
I placed a hand between her shoulder blades and bent her over the desk with her arms outstretched and her round little ass in the air. Then I shoved my dick into her heat but didn’t move.
“Grab the edge of the desk, Vivienne.” My hard tone warned her that she wouldn’t like what would happen if she disobeyed me.
Her hands curled around the edge of the wooden tabletop as she turned her head to watch me over her shoulder with wide eyes. She fucking knew she was in trouble, and her expression became apprehensive as she took in the darkness she could see in my eyes.
I pressed her down even more until she was lying flat on the desktop. “You disobey again, and I’ll leave you needy and desperate until I decide you’ve earned another orgasm.”
Her eyes narrowed, but her lips turned down into a cute little pout as she tightened her hold on the desk.
“I warned you that defying me would get you a cherry-red ass.”
I kept my steady gaze locked with hers as I raised a hand and brought it down on one of her white cheeks with a resounding slap.
My dick leaked at the sight of my handprint on the jiggling globe.
Vivienne flinched, but her skin flushed as desire and need engulfed her face.
A shiver raced down her spine when I spanked the other side, making my dick release another small spurt of come.
“Fuck,” I grunted. “Love seeing my stamp of ownership on your sexy ass.”
I slapped the tight globes again and again. Each time, her walls clamped around my shaft, making it more difficult not to let go of my control.
“Not sure this is really a punishment if you’re craving it, cara,” I rasped.
“It will be when I can’t sit down tomorrow,” she panted, tossing me a cute glare.
“Fair point, brava ragazza.”
My palm came down once more on each side, and my cock refused to be ignored any longer. All finesse went out the fucking window, and I slammed into Vivienne over and over, one hand gripping her hip and the other alternating between spanking and caressing the reddened skin of her ass.
She was lost to the tidal wave of passion. The closer she got, the louder her cries became, which fueled my own burning need.
“Aah! Aah! Oh, Rafa! Yes!”
“I fucking love to hear you scream for me, cara,” I grated through a clenched jaw. “Give it to me, Vivienne. Shake the walls while I ride you until you can’t walk.”
Her knuckles were white as she held the edge of the desk. When she used it for leverage to shove her ass back, we both shouted at the burst of pleasure.
Suddenly, a door slammed somewhere in the house.
Vivienne froze, but I didn’t give a shit about anything that was happening beyond this room and the heat of my woman’s pussy.
I didn’t even pause in my rhythm, speeding up instead.
Vivienne tried to rise, but my hand on her back kept her trapped.
She tried to wiggle out of my hold for a second, but then the passion overtook her again.
Her head fell back, and she bit her lip in an attempt to keep silent.
I gave her ass another sharp slap before fisting her hair and tugging it hard enough to cause a small sting of pain. “Do you want me to let you come, cara?”
“Yes,” she pleaded.
“Then let me hear how much. I don’t give a fuck about anyone else. I want to hear you begging me, screaming for me, calling out my name.”
I let go of her hair and slipped my hand between her and the desktop before gliding my fingers down to her pussy. I drew a circle around her clit, then flicked it hard, and she cried out, “Yes!”
“Brava ragazza.” I bent over her, the damp skin of her back sticking to my chest as though it was gluing us together.
Her pussy walls clamped around my cock, and I rubbed her clit a few more times, feeling a smug satisfaction when she started begging me at the top of her lungs. “Oh please, Rafa! Yes! Right there. Please don’t stop. Yes! Yes!”
My spine tingled, and my balls drew up tight, ready to burst. I couldn’t hold out any longer. “Fly for me, cara.”
I pinched her clit and slammed into her one last time. She exploded as hot come shot out of my cock, filling her with jet after jet of my seed.
“Definitely going to get you pregnant,” I growled.
I resumed thrusting, drawing out her orgasm until she collapsed on the desk, limp and absolutely spent.
“Have you learned your lesson? Do you know who you belong to, cara?” I asked before burying my face in her neck while I waited for my heartbeat to slow down so I could catch my breath.
“Yes,” she grumbled, still panting heavily.
“Brava ragazza. Sei mio.”