Chapter 21: Cum On My Fingers

Chapter 21: Cum On My Fingers

Abigail

I felt the edge of the bed on the back of my knees and he pushed me harder, making me sit down on the sheets. I had to look up to meet his eyes, he was towering above me and it made me even more aroused. He looked so dominant and powerful like this and I wanted nothing more than to submit to him.

His eyes wandered over my body and he almost growled when they came to my center that was visible from my dress riding up. He stood between my knees that still were off the edge and folded his arms, giving me a view of his bulging biceps. His muscular frame was enough to make me drip.

“Take off your dress.” He commanded and I sat up slowly, holding his intense eye contact.

I brought my hand up to my shoulder and pulled the straps down and then lifted the dress up over my head, taking it off and throwing it to the floor. When he saw my bare breasts, I heard an animalistic growl erupt from his throat. The sound sent a wave of heat straight to my pussy and I tried to clench my thighs together but his legs prevented me from doing so.

“So fucking beautiful, angel.” He took a grip of my jaw and titled my head up even more, making me stare straight into his lust filled eyes.

He put one of his hands on my chest, roughly forcing me down against the bed and the sudden act made me gasp. He took a hold of my thighs and lifted me further on the bed before he climbed between my legs, kissing my thighs softly. He went up to my stomach and my head tilted back, I arched my back when he got to my nipple and I whimpered as his tongue swirled around the area, spreading his saliva. His other hand was rubbing and pinching my other nipple and I let out a breathy moan.

My hands went to his hair, gripping it roughly as his teeth grazed my nipple and it made me grunt. I did it again, wanting to get that reaction once more and this time he moaned. It was so fucking hot. Suddenly, he took a hold of both my wrists and held them above my head in a firm grip. I felt his lips going higher, attacking my neck and my head title to the side, giving him more access. He bit down hard and I moaned and when he licked my skin, I felt my panties pool even more and I ached to feel him inside me. After his teasing in the car, I had already waited long enough.

“Please, Luciano.” I begged.

He chuckled against my neck, making me close my eyes as the vibration went through my body.

“Eager little thing.” He muttered.

I grunted in frustration, he lifted his head and gave me a passionate kiss and then got off the bed, leaving me confused and half naked. I laid still, watching as he got into a room and came out with something in his hands. My eyebrows furrowed as I recognized it, handcuffs. My pussy clenched at the sight, remembering the experience from last time when he tied my hands with his belt.

He watched my reaction snd smirked as I squirmed before him. He went to the side of the bed and gripped one of my hands roughly, I gasped at the feeling of the cold metal. He lifted my arms above my head, making them link together, with a rope that he attached to his bed frame, he knotted them so I was forced to have my hands above my head. I squirmed as he stood by the end of the bed, watching me lay there for him, helpless and totally at his mercy. I liked that feeling, knowing that he was in charge.

I watched as he started taking his clothes off, his shirt first and then his pants. My gaze wandered from his face to his noticeable hard-on that was hiding behind his boxers. My eyes widened even more when he took them off and began walking towards me. His dick dangling between his legs was bigger than I remembered. His hand took a grip around his dick and I whispered as I observed him teasingly stroke himself from tip to base. And when he heard my desperate sound, a smirk coated his lips. I squirmed on the bed, waiting for his next move.

“I love seeing you like this, angel. Tied up and naked for me to use.” His deep voice sent a shiver down my spine.

In a matter of seconds, he had climbed on top of me again and my hard nipples were brushing against his muscular chest. His hands ripped off my panties and I inhaled sharply but I didn't have time to argue as his fingers started rubbing my folds, making me whimper. His dark eyes were trained on my face, studying my reaction.

“Always so fucking wet for me, isn't that right?” I nodded at him and his free hand gripped my throat, my airway tightened.

“Yes, what?” His voice was firm and dripping with lust. I gasped as his fingers found my clit.

“Yes, daddy.”

“Humm, so fucking needy to be fucked, aren't you?” His hand slapped my clit, making my hips jerk and he chuckled.

“Such a needy little slut.”

His words made me moan and I had never felt such desire. I couldn't utter a word so I just nodded.

“Say it for me, tell me that you are a needy little slut, angel.”

His fingers started picking up the pace on my clit and my eyes fluttered, unable to keep them open from the pleasure. He slapped my clit again, this time even harder and made me look up at him.

“Say the fucking word!” His demanding tone made me obey.

“I am a needy little slut for you, daddy.” I moaned.

He let out a satisfied growl and I felt his fingers further down towards my hole. He slowly pushed a finger in and my hips lifted up, urging him to give me more. The hand around my throat tightened, his fingers started thrusting in and out of my dripping core and the slow pace drove me crazy.

I was already on the verge of an orgasm and he had barely started. His fingers picked up an inhuman pace, making my back arch from the mattress and I couldn't help but gasp as my climax was right around the corner. He held his hand on my stomach, trying to keep me still.

“Fuck, such a good girl. Are you going to cum for me already, angel?”

I moaned at his words, his nickname for me always heated me up for some reason.

“Yes, please, let me cum.”

An animalistic growl escaped his throat again and I felt the familiar knot settling in my stomach.

“Come on, cum on my fingers.”

And finally, I did. The orgasm was so intense that my head tilted back and I cried out in pleasure, feeling my eyes rolled back. As my body came down from my high, he kissed the skin on my inside thighs. I was panting, feeling exhausted from the orgasm but he had other plans.