CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
RAINA
Lorenzo places his hands under my arms, pulls me up and flips me over to my back, climbing over me with a growl.
“If I need it, take it? Well, I fucking need it.”
He slides one side of his boxers down, and then the other, before kicking them to the end of the bed.
Kneeling on the bed in front of me, he spreads my legs, and stares between them with a heated expression.
“So wet. So desperate to be filled.”
I whimper, as he gazes at me like he might eat me alive, and I hope he does.
He chuckles softly.
“I think it’s time for you to learn what happens when you misbehave like a little brat, Firecracker.”
“What?” I ask, and he slaps my pussy.
I yelp loudly, which is only met with his laughter.
“This is what happens when you taunt me.”
He slaps me again and I scream, but I’m not sure if it’s the sting, or the way my clit is pulsing with need.
“You want to think about my brothers’ dicks?”
Again he slaps my pussy, but harder than before.
“Lorenzo!”
“Am I correct to believe that won’t happen again?”
I gasp out, “Yes. Never.”
He smirks at me.
“Good, because I guarantee mine is the biggest, the best, and the only fucking cock that will ever touch you.”
I don’t bother telling him that it wasn’t even me who started that debate. That was Athena. She’s a bad influence, and I intend to tell her exactly that.
“You’re my filthy slut. Mine and mine alone.”
My eyes roll back into my head at his words, as a whimper slips out of me.
He runs his tongue over his bottom lip, knowing it drives me crazy.
“You like that, Firecracker. Do you like it when I call you my slut?”
“Yes,” I admit in a near scream, “Please, Lorenzo, please.”
He slides his fingers up my slit as he groans.
“Such a good little slut, begging so prettily for me.”
He pushes inside me, sliding his arms under my back, and lifts me as he sits back on his feet. I wrap my arms around his neck, as he moves me up and down his cock.
Grabbing my hair, he pulls my head back and slams his lips to mine, with a kiss that is both dominating and possessive. He tilts my head slightly, sliding his tongue against mine while he fucks me. My breasts are pressed against his skin, his arms around my back, as we move as one body. I don’t know how I expected my life to turn out, but it wasn’t this.
My body trembles against his, and he breaks our kiss with a sexy groan.
“That’s my girl. Give me your pleasure.”
Every word, every touch, every thrust inside me, sends me falling head first into an orgasm that takes complete control of my body, just like he does. It starts as tiny sparks move through my core, until I’m screaming in ecstasy but never wanting it to end.
“Lorenzo!” I cry out as I fall apart.
He lifts me off him and turns me over.
“On your knees.”
Spreading my ass cheeks, he swipes his tongue over my back hole, and I instantly freeze.
“Shhh,” he murmurs, “Do you trust me, baby? Do you know I am not going to hurt you?”
“Yes,” I say, my voice coming out shaky, but I do know what he asked is true. I know in the depths of my soul that Lorenzo won’t do anything to hurt me.
“Good girl. I own all of you, Raina. Including this beautiful ass. I promise, we’ll take it slow. I’ll make you feel so fucking good, you’ll beg for it next time.”
He swirls the tip of his tongue around the opening, and I whimper. It’s different than anything else he has done to me. Everything in me says to not like it, because when Leo touched me there, it hurt so bad I wanted to die.
Pushing the tip of his tongue inside me, he swirls it around in circles, as I dig my fingers into the mattress.
“Lorenzo,” I whimper, needing more.
He pushes his tongue all the way inside me, and I push back against him with a loud moan.
Pulling his tongue out, he says, “I’m going to insert a finger. Rub your clit for me.”
I freeze again as he rubs his finger along the rim.
“Trust me, Firecracker. Trust that I’m going to make you feel so good, that you’re going to scream louder than you ever have.”
He pushes his finger in, and I bury my face into the mattress as I clench down on his finger.
“Relax, baby. Rub that clit for me.”
I do as he says, and he pushes his finger in further, as I rub circles on my clit, like he does when he touches me. The sensation is overwhelming, but pleasurable after a few minutes.
“That’s it, baby. You’re such a fucking good girl. Keep playing with your pussy. I’m going to insert a second finger, and then you’re going to come for me.”
Once he has two fingers inside me, I feel so full, but can’t stop myself from pushing back against his fingers.
“Lorenzo.”
“That’s my girl. Give it to me.”
A combination of his words, voice, and what he’s doing to me, sends me into an orgasm like nothing I’ve ever felt before. He was right. I scream for him louder than I ever have. Spots dance in my vision, as the pleasure wracks through my body, as do the tremors.
I glance behind me, over my shoulder, and see him in a way I never have, but hope to again. He is stroking himself while he fingers me and, with a groan, comes all over my ass.
The feeling of contentment washes over me. I do this to him. Only me. I make him lose control, and get so turned on, he has to touch himself. It’s a powerful and intoxicating feeling.