you won’t come. I need your assurance.”
His voice was stern, yet the glistening of his eyes betrayed him. Gianni was as turned on as she was. “Tell me.”
Leah struggled to speak, such was her agony. “I…I won’t.”
Gianni placed his palms on her inner thighs. “That’s good, baby.”
Then he leaned down and blew on her sex. With her lips held apart by the rope, every nerve ending came to life. It was intense. One more second, and Leah would come whether she wanted to or not. The stimulation bordered on pain.
Gianni stopped, leaving her clit tight and her core aching. “Good, baby.”
He touched her cheek then ran his fingers down her ribs, which made her tingle from head to toe. Gianni leaned close and blew on her again. Her sex clenched, and Leah willed her body not to come. She felt like she was high on drugs.
Her arousal spiraled up, and she felt giddy. Leah didn’t care what he did to her. She was nothing but need, nothing but craving. Gianni stopped and kissed her inner thighs. Her only focus was on resisting the explosion building inside.
She prayed he would touch her clit and grant her the release she could barely withhold. He ran his finger over her lips, but she couldn’t even move to kiss it. Gianni blew on her once again. Not as long this time.
Twice more he blew on her, and then stopped. The brush of air against her sensitive tissues had her reeling. Then, on his knees, he looked into her eyes. Their gazes locked. “Does it hurt?” he said.
At first, no words came forth. She knew he expected an answer, and, despite the extenuating circumstances, wouldn’t let her get away with just nodding. Pulling from some inner strength she didn’t know she had, Leah said, “It…hurts.”
“I know it does, baby,” he said. “It will make the pleasure more intense. The pain will blend with the pleasure. I’ll be here when you shatter underneath me.”
The tip of his cock touched her wet tissues, and Leah cried out. He couldn’t expect her not to come. When he dipped into her, she felt the stretch. The thickness of his cock slid deeper. It felt so amazing. She trembled, but managed to hold her climax off.
Leah was drunk on the feel of him inside her. She closed her eyes. There was nothing but Gianni, nothing but the feel of his heat splitting her open.
“Open your eyes,” he growled. “I want to look in your eyes when you come apart.”
He was plunged to the hilt, his balls resting against her. She could feel the heat as his cock filled her. Looking into his eyes, she saw such emotion, Leah nearly cried out. With their gazes locked, Gianni said, “How bad does it hurt?”
“V-very bad.”
He was still, but she could feel his cock throb inside her. “You need to come, don’t you?”
“Please,” she gasped.
“Should I let you, baby? Should I give you that pleasure?” He sounded so calm. But she knew it had to be tough on him, too.
“Please!”
Gianni pulled back and stroked into her, fiercely. “Come now , baby.”
He fucked her hard, and tied to the bench as she was, it was insanely good. Gianni was hot, and so damn sexy. And he’d given her permission. She lost track of how many times he stroked into her, or when he sped up.
But as he pounded into her ferociously, Leah shattered. She screamed with release, but her body couldn’t absorb the intensity. The power of it centered in her core, sending her into a climax so strong it threatened to shred her.
At her peak, she felt Gianni stiffen. He moaned in exquisite pleasure and poured his cum into her. His cock pulsed, over and over. As she came down from the height of her orgasm, shivers still shaking her body, he gave her all he had.
The all-consuming release left her limp in its wake, but floating on a cloud of ecstasy. Leah sighed. After a moment, Gianni pulled out of her and quickly undid the rope. He rubbed her wrists and ankles, and, like a rag doll in his arms, she let him.
Gianni lifted her into his arms and