Giorgio (Vigilance #1) - Silvia Violet Page 0,28
that beaded there.
I shuddered, pushing into his touch. “More.”
He brought his finger to his mouth and licked. I watched as he swallowed. My hands clutched the wooden slats in the headboard so hard I wondered if they’d snap. How old was this bed? It seemed reasonably solid, not that I really cared if we broke it. I’d break every piece of furniture in the place if it meant I got his cock in me again.
Giorgio yanked my pants the rest of the way down. “Spread your legs.”
I bent my knees, placing my feet flat on the mattress, wide apart, so he had the access he needed. Risking punishment, I let go of the headboard long enough to grab the lube that was sitting on my nightstand. I’d used it to jerk off in a futile attempt to fall asleep when I’d first come to bed. I tossed it to Giorgio, then returned my hands to the slats in the headboard.
He raised his brows and looked at me. “Already unpacked this, huh?”
“Of course I did. You weren’t going to come to bed with me. I had to do something about the fact that I’ve been hard for you all day.”
“Jesus, you’re something else.”
“Damn right I am.”
He shook his head. “That sassy mouth is going to get you in trouble.”
“I hope so.”
He wrapped a hand around my cock and squeezed hard enough to hurt. I sucked in my breath as my heart pounded even harder.
“You’re not acting like a man who wants to come tonight. I can hold you tight just like this while I fuck you and keep you from coming, then order you not to touch yourself. Is that what you need?”
I shook my head. “No, please.”
“Then keep your mouth closed and do what I say.”
“Yes, sir.” This time I made my voice low and sexy instead of mocking like it had been earlier in the day.
He slicked up his fingers and teased along my crack. He circled my hole but didn’t push inside me. I nearly bit through my lip trying to keep myself from begging for more. I wanted to tell him this wasn’t what I needed. I needed to be filled. I felt so fucking empty without him inside me.
He ran his other hand over my tense thigh muscles. “Is it that hard for you to be good?”
“I… um…”
“You really do need to be taught some discipline, don’t you?”
I’d never wanted that before. I liked to be dominated. I liked it rough, but I’d never wanted to be spanked or punished until the first time Giorgio had slapped my ass and ordered me to behave.
“M-maybe.”
“You do. I know what’s good for you, and I’m going to give it to you, but not right now. Right now, I’m going to fuck you until you can’t breathe.”
“S-so this won’t be a one-time thing?”
His eyes hardened. “I told you not to talk.”
“I’m sorry, sir.”
“You’re going to be if you keep defying me.”
Part of me wanted to be good for him and part of me wanted to find out what he would do. How much would it take to push him to the breaking point? Would he spank me? Could he really keep me from coming? I couldn’t risk that. I was so close to the edge already. I felt like I could get off just from his harsh words.
He pushed a single finger into me so slowly I thought I would die. He pulled it out at the same torturous pace then did it over and over.
“Please. I can’t…”
“You get what I want to give you and that’s all. Do I need to gag you?”
I shook my head. “No. Please.”
“I would have already, but it makes it too hard to hear all the little pleasure sounds you make. I want those, every fucking one of them.”
His words would have made me whimper even if the bastard hadn’t curled his finger and pressed it against my prostate.
He pushed another finger into me and opened them, stretching me. “Fuck, feels so good.”
“You want your ass filled, don’t you?”
“Yes, sir.”
“You’ll do anything to get that.”
I whimpered again and nodded frantically.
“So slutty.”
“Please.”
He finger-fucked me fast and hard, and I worked my hips, trying to take him deeper.
“I’m ready for you to talk now. Beg me. Tell me exactly what you want.”
Now that he wanted that from me, I wasn’t sure I could speak. I could barely breathe. I licked my lips and stared at him.
He pulled his fingers from my ass and glared at