Page 151 of A Deal in Darkness
His hand rubs over my ass, and it dips between my legs. My arousal soars and it’s a sharp contrast to the pain he inflicted moments ago. I moan quietly as the sound of his fingers playing in my wetness grows louder.
“Shall we move on to something more pleasurable?”
I moan as his thumb rubs my clit.
“I’ll take that as a yes, baby girl,” he says, dipping his fingers into my pussy and pulling out whatever it was he placed inside it. “Stay still. I’m not going to be gentle.”
My clit throbs and my pussy clenches. My ass stings from the caning and it burns even hotter now there’s more blood flowing through it. I try to move and can’t, still held by the restraints. Still bound to the table.
“I said don’t move,” Enzo growls, running the head of his cock over me.
It’s impossible and the sensation is more than I can bear. My clit’s sensitive and my hips roll every time he catches it. I’m lost in him and whatever he’s giving me, desperate for the relief from the excruciating agony of waiting and not getting what I want.
“So responsive,” he sighs. “Do we need Daddy’s cock?”
I nod frantically.
“Then ask nicely.”
I’m so far past thinking about protesting that I obey instantly.
“Please, Daddy. I need you to fuck me. I’ll be a good little slut for you.”
“Better,” he rasps.
His cock teases my entrance and I beg shamelessly, incoherently. I’ve lost my mind, and all I know is the pleasure pulsing through me and the desire I’m craving. My body’s on fire and my pussy spasms, desperate for him to be inside me. I need the connection. I need to be close to him. I need the fucking release the pain of him slamming into me will provide.
And he thrusts in hard. His hips connect with mine and the heat of pain and pleasure ignites in my core. I’m clinging to consciousness as Enzo overwhelms me and he doesn’t wait, fucking me harder and harder with every stroke.
His fingers grasp my ass and the pain drives me closer to climax. I’m already dangerously close, and Enzo knows it. His cock runs along my front wall and hits the perfect spot on every single thrust, and my moans and pleas grow louder and less coherent.
Enzo thrusts deeper and I scream, teetering on the verge of climax.
“Come for me, baby. Shatter on Daddy’s cock.”
My orgasm breaks me. My chest explodes and my heart gives up, too damn confused to know what hit it. There’s only pleasure and pain, only a flawless mix between heaven and hell. I scream his name over and over as Enzo fucks me through whatever this is and the intensity increases, shattering all my senses.
“I’m not done,” he snarls. “You’re going to take Daddy’s cock.”
His pace increases as my consciousness fades. My vision closes in as I see stars, and the burning in my chest pierces my soul. I’m barely breathing, clutching at air and Enzo persists, fucking me ruthlessly.
I scream and cry and moan and beg, ignoring anything other than the feel of him inside me. His cock pounds into me over and over and I’m so fucking high I don’t know what’s real anymore.
I sink onto the table, surrendering to the madness of oblivion, giving in to pleasure.
Enzo grunts and I’m vaguely aware of his breathing changing. His fingers dig in as his thrusts turn frantic and he roars as my pleasure increases again. He slams into me and I scream his name, shattering apart underneath him.
“Good. Fucking. Girl.”
His hot breath tickles the skin on my back as he breathes hard. Enzo withdraws and I feel the familiar trickle of his come down my legs.
“Fucking pretty girl,” he growls, lightly tapping my ass to rouse me from my delirium. “Let’s take care of you now.”
I nod and moan as he undoes the restraints, picking me up and carrying me towards the bathroom. His chest is warm and the perfect mix of soft and hard. It’s firm enough to hold me but comforting enough to soothe me, and I don’t want to be anywhere else.
I never want to be anywhere but in his arms.
My head drops onto his shoulder as the haziness increases and my daze starts to take hold.
