Alessandro DeLuca

“No, baby. Nothing’s wrong at all,” I reply, caressing her breast and then sucking the other.

The little cries she releases are an instant turn-on for me, causing me to forget all the dark thoughts that I just experienced. My hand reaches underneath her to cup her ass, and I feel her spread her cheeks wide.

“Why do I sense you’re an ass woman, Mila? You want me to delve into that ass?”

“Please, please do,” she begs.

Smirking, I reply, “Not now. Maybe later after you’ve proven yourself.”

“What more do I need to prove, Ales? You’ve got me fucking suspended over this bed in restraints!” she cries out.

“Obedience. Remember, Mila, I require that and loyalty. The way you’re speaking to me right now isn’t very obedient.”

I maneuver to the bottom of the bed and position myself between her legs. Carefully and slowly, I guide myself into her, closing my eyes.

I notice that she has not uttered a single word about me not using protection. Sinking into her heat, I allow my eyes to close and remain still for a moment because if I don’t, I swear I just might cum on deeper contact.

She’s hot. She’s fucking wet like the sea I live on, and she’s now pulsing around me. Mila knows she has me; she’s the true one with all the power, not me.

Slowly, she coaxes me into movement, and I can’t help but thrust deeper inside her. My hands hold her steady at the hips as I shove myself into her until she’s filled with me.

“Fuck!” she screams when I pull out and push back in forcefully.

I repeat the action several more times until she’s shaking and crying. She cannot close her legs or clamp her thighs to shut me out. Exposed the way she is, Mila is fully mine to do with what I want.

Powerless, I pull out, kneeling again and clamping my mouth over her lower lips, sucking the juices away.

“Aww, fuck, Ales! Fuck me, please!” she begs.

Pulling away, I stand again and thrust deep inside her, watching her breasts shake.

In and out. In and out. Hard, rapid succession, I take what she has no choice but to give. I slow my movements when I’m about to cum, watching her pussy lips pucker around me as I pull back.

Beautiful, slippery juices coat my shaft as I slide back into her watching her pussy spread wide open for me. She’s a receiver, and I’m a giver.

“Take it, baby! Take it!” I grunt through clenched teeth as my dick digs further into her, pummeling her insides until tears are streaming from her eyes and her mouth is open in a silent scream.

Over my ragged breathing, I can hear the slapping sounds of my cock hitting against her body.

I’m on edge, but somehow I manage to keep control long enough to pull out of her. Mila’s eyes fly open.

“You came?” she asks.

“Not yet.”

“Why?” she asks as I climb off the bed and remove the cord from her ankles, lowering the bottom half of her body and then her wrists. Mila rubs them, watching me.

“I want you to be a part of this, too,” I say, climbing onto the bed and reaching for her hand.

“Get on,” I command, stroking my dick from the bottom to the tip.

Her sticky juices now coat my hand, and I lick them away.

“Fuck!” she says, watching me and breathing heavily.

Mila wastes no time climbing onto my lap and slowly lowering herself until she’s fully seated on my dick.

“Goddamn!” I groan when she begins moving up and down my shaft.