Page 111 of Secrets of the Brother
With my arm securely around her waist, I used my free hand to pull off my belt.
I wrapped the soft leather around her throat and threaded the end through the metal buckle loop.
She was lucky I was wearing a suit today and not my usual denim or this would be my much thicker, heavier leather belt.
I pulled it just tight enough to subdue her struggles.
She reached up to pull the strap away from her neck.
I rasped against her ear, “Letting you walk out of my life is not a mistake I plan to make twice.”
Keeping one hand on the belt, I shoved my other hand between her thighs. I pushed my two center fingers between her pussy lips. I wasn’t the least bit surprised to feel that she was already wet. I knew my girl even better than she knew herself.
“Enzo, don’t you dare!”
I chuckled. “Too late, baby.”
I pushed my fingers inside of her. “Remember what I said last night about obeying my rules? I warned you what would happen if you tried to leave me again.”
She rose on her toes. Her back arched and her head pushed onto my shoulder as she moaned.
I kept her in place with my grip on the belt around her throat.
Keeping her small frame bowed before me, I played her like a treasured instrument. Pushing my fingers in and out of her tight hole with perfect rhythmic timing, tuned to her body’s every tremor.
As her breathing increased and became more erratic, I tightened the belt around her throat and increased the pace and pressure of my hand, driving it more forcefully into her sweet cunt.
Both her arms reached up to clasp the belt around her throat as her body arched and swayed on the tips of her toes, unbalanced, relying on the strength of my arms to keep her upright. I knew the chokehold on her throat and the precarious position of her body would only add to the weightless, lightheaded feeling she was experiencing from my touch on her clit.
Her body jerked in my grasp.
She was close. So close.
I pulled on the belt, cutting off her air as I rammed a third finger deep inside of her, knowing it would increase the powerful intensity of her release by adding a tantalizing shadow of death to herlittledeath.
Her body spasmed with her orgasm.
I loosened the belt, allowing oxygen to flood back into her lungs.
Her chest expanded as she sucked in air.
With the belt still dangling from her neck, I turned her around.
Wrapping my hands around the backs of her thighs, I spread her legs and lifted her high, forcing her to straddle my hips.
I placed one arm under her ass and the other across her back as I fell to my knees onto her splayed coat. I then laid her onto the ground, covering her with my weight, pushing my hips into her core.
Her eyes were dazed and unfocused, shimmering with unshed tears.
She weakly reached up to press against my chest with her palms.
I leaned down and pulled one erect nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive tip.
Bianca rolled her head to the side and moaned.
I flicked my tongue back and forth before gently biting the nub. I drew back and laved at the areole before pursing my lips and blowing on it. “What’s the matter, baby? Didn’t you like coming for me?”
She kept her face averted and her eyes closed as she whimpered, “It’s not right.”
