CHAPTER XXXVI #2
Too bad I was about to win this round.
Check mate.
NICO
Fuck me, she was a vision with her long hair cascading over her shoulders and that mischievous smile playing on her lips as she approached me. In her hands, she held a pair of handcuffs. Handcuffs from my room.
“Do you surrender to me?” Gigi’s voice was husky and sexy as hell.
My heart raced as I nodded eagerly, my body tense with excitement. I willingly surrendered myself to her desires, trusting her entirely. She needed this. And fuck, would I do anything for her.
Gigi guided my wrists toward the headboard, her touch sending shivers down my spine. She secured the handcuffs, locking my wrists in place. I was now at her mercy, unable to resist whatever she had in store.
My eyebrows furrowed when she walked back out of the room and returned with her cell phone. She typed on her phone, and “I See Red” flowed from the speaker.
She stood in front of me and dragged her hands into her hair and shimmied down, then turned around with her ass in my view. With each sensuous twist and turn, she drew me deeper into her web of desire. As the music intensified, so did her dance, becoming more provocative with every beat.
I pulled on the cuffs, ready to break free to worship her body. But I couldn’t. Not yet. This was her show.
She slowly unzipped her dress—the dress I desperately wanted to remove myself. Next time , the beast inside me promised.
When her dress finally fell to the floor, she was completely bare for me. My gaze traveled to the scars on her back from her being whipped. It woke up the beast, and I started to pull on the cuffs.
“Remove the cuffs, Gigi,” I demanded.
She looked over her shoulder at me with concern in her eyes.
Fuck. I was scaring her.
“What's wrong?” she whispered.
“Nothing, baby. I want to touch you.” It wasn’t a lie, but seeing the scars that marred her body made me want to go on a rampage and kill every man in my path. But I also wanted to kiss each one to comfort her.
She smirked. “Soon.”
She crawled onto the mattress, prowling toward me while her tits bounced with every movement. My dick hardened, waiting for her to ride me.
“Come sit on my face and let me show you just how much I’ve missed you,” I rasped.
She arched an eyebrow, a smile playing at the corners of her lips. “Remember, this is my game.”
“I think you might be enjoying this a bit too much,” I teased.
Gigi gently extracted the sex toy from her pussy that I inserted earlier, and it glistened with her juices.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her, captivated by her every move.
Her body arched gracefully, every curve a temptation, and she tilted her head back, exposing the graceful line of her neck.
I bit my lip, suppressing a moan. She was driving me batshit crazy, and I was ready to explode. I’d never been this hard, so desperate to be inside someone. she positioned herself above me, her eyes holding mine. My breath hitched at the sight of her on top of me.
Leaning in, she captured my lips in a searing kiss, her tongue dancing with mine. I groaned into her mouth, instinctively reaching for her, only to be restricted by the cuffs.
“It’s my turn to make you feel things you’ve never felt before,” she replied, her voice husky.
I smiled like an idiot; those were the exact words I told her when we first made love.
Gigi’s hands roamed over my bare chest, exploring every inch of my body. I arched toward her, craving more of her touch. She teased and tantalized me, her fingers skimming my abdomen, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
“Gigi,” I pleaded. “I fucking need you.”
She smiled, her eyes sparkling with dominance. I loved witnessing that power returning to her. “Don’t tell me what to do,” she purred. With that, she gripped the base of my dick, and I sharply drew in a breath.
“Fuck.” I threw my head back against the pillow.
She slowly rose, her body poised above me with her legs on either side. She lowered her pussy onto my dick in one swift motion.
“Yes!” she moaned.
“Oh, shit!” My breath quickened, and my hips responded to her every move.
With deliberate slowness, Gigi leaned down, trailing kisses along my neck down to my chest. Her hands and mouth explored every inch of my exposed skin, driving me to the brink of ecstasy. I pulled on the cuffs while she kissed me and jumped up and down on my dick.
Fuck, I needed to touch her.
Her movements became more urgent, her breath coming in gasps. I felt her walls tightened around me. I clenched my jaw, fighting my own release, wanting to prolong this moment. She threw her head back and screamed as she reached her climax.
A low groan escaped my lips. I couldn't help but thrust my hips forward, seeking more of her touch.
I trembled as pleasure coursed through me. The sensation was overwhelming, and I felt myself getting closer to the edge.
“Oh, fuck, baby. Yeah, just like that,” I rasped.
But just as I was about to explode, her warm and wet pussy was no longer on my dick. I opened my eyes to see Gigi standing at the foot of the bed, slipping her clothes back on.
“What the hell are you doing? Jump back on my dick.” I struggled against the handcuffs that bound me to the bedposts.
She straightened, a satisfied smile playing on her red lips. “Nope. I don’t think I will.” She winked, adjusting her dress as if to ensure every curve was perfectly in place.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I growled. “You're going to leave me hanging?”
“Yes. I got what I needed.” She came around me and placed a kiss on my lips, and I bit her lower lip. She jabbed her elbow into my side, and I grunted and released her.
“Gigi. This shit is not funny. Uncuff me. Now . I’m not fucking around,” I warned her.
“Neither am I. You told me I was in control. That this was my show. You said that you would do anything for me. I’m just doing what you asked.”
“Don’t you fucking dare leave me like this!”
She stepped back, her eyes holding a steely determination. “I think I will.”
I glared at her. “Stop fucking around.”
She gave me a cheeky grin.
I roared like a madman, yanking on the cuffs and splintering the wood.
Gigi’s eyes widened, and her smile faded.
“I’m going to fuck your ass so hard you won’t be able to sit for months!”
Her fear vanished. Just like that. Poof. Gone.
Then she blew me a kiss and sauntered her sweet ass out of the room.
“Gigi!”
She glanced over her shoulder, looking like a fucking goddess of death. Her smile turned deadly. “Let’s see you try to catch me now.”
“Gigi! Get your sweet ass back here! Don’t you dare?—”
The door clicked shut behind her and she was gone.
Fuck. I yanked on the damn cuffs, but they were not budging. I laid in the bed with my dick erect and my balls aching.
Then I did something I hadn’t done in a while.
I laughed.
My angel beat me at my own game.
Here I was, a mafia king, reduced to kneeling before a five-foot girl, my dick flaccid.
The front door clicked, snapping me out of my enraged daze.
“Boss?” a familiar voice called out.
Miguel.
“I’m in the bedroom,” I barked.
After a moment, he entered the bedroom and covered his eyes. “Oh, shit! What the fuck, boss! Warn a guy next time.”
“Just get me out of these damn cuffs and throw me a pair of pants,” I spat.
Miguel, his eyes still squeezed shut, fumbled toward me.
“For fuck’s sake, Miguel. It’s not like you haven’t seen a dick before.”
“I don’t want to see my boss’s dick,” he retorted, unlocking the cuffs.
I shot off the bed, grabbed my clothes, and dressed swiftly, ignoring the burning sensation in my wrists. “Where’s Gigi?”
“What do you mean? She’s not with you?”
A wave of acid welled up from my belly. “No, she’s not fucking with me! How did you know to come here?” I shot a glance back at him as I raced to grab my phone.
“I got a text from you, boss.”
His words sent a chill down my spine. I opened the tracking app, my heart pounding as I watched the red dot inch down the street, a quick breath escaping my lips.
“She’s not far. Let’s go.”
I swore, when I got my hands on her, I was going to spank her ass so hard she wouldn’t be able to walk for a week.
Better watch out, Angel. I’m coming for you. And I’ve got a paddle with your name on it.