Chapter 27

Giovanni

I run my hands through my hair and let out a deep groan. I love what I'm doing to her and I hate it. It has to be done. How can I stop when it feels so right, so good, and is so irresistible?

I sneak into her room just as she's seconds from tears escaping her eyes. The fire is slow burning and no longer offers much illumination, but I can make out her body. Her supple breasts rise and fall with her heavy breathing. She's in pure agony, just how I need her.

"Gatita." I whisper over her and she lifts toward my voice.

"Please, I can be good, please. "I can control it."

"Shhh." I say as I begin to shrug off my clothes.

It never fails, one look at Scarlett's chained up body wearing my collar, and my arousal roars to life. I don't even need to touch her.

"Don't move," I began to unlock her arms and they quickly fall to her side. Her collard neck is released before I make my way to her chained ankles. Apart of me feels she's going to fight me but she doesn't.

I climb into bed matching her attire. I situate myself right between my Gatita's welcoming thighs.

"Do you need me?" I ask as she whimpers.

"Yes," She responds with her beautiful deep brown eyes fixated on mine.

"Say it. Say you need me, Gatita." I hoist her hips up.

"Giovanni, I need you."

Before the sentence fully leaves her lips I drive my cock into her as deep as it can go. Her body cries out in ecstasy as she grips the sheets, her muscles clamp down around my cock like a metal trap. I don't move as I watch her body under mine.

"Please,"

"I'm in control Gatita, you want deep hard thrust then you wait until I'm ready."

Truthfully, I couldn't move. I felt the warmth of her pussy and could have come from the need that had built up in me. She begins to squirm desperately, but I steady her with a firm hold on her waist. With both hands firmly at her hips and begin my assault.

I rock my hips and she nearly shatters into fragments. Long sweet strokes, and she purrs like a kitten. I watch the tears stream from her eyes and her body appears grateful.

"Now, listen to me. I want you to take those beautiful fingers of yours and touch yourself." I say as I stop my thrusts.

It only takes a few seconds, but she finally starts to massage herself. I watch as she closes her eyes and begins to explore herself with sweet circles. I watch and feel every gesture as her fingers slide easily between her wet folds and around her sensitive clit.

Fuck, she feels amazing. I hold on to her tightly, making sure to subdue her jerky hip movements so that all her pleasure is contained between her legs. She's so close, panting hard while rubbing herself into an orgasm with my cock firmly in place.

"Please sir, may I come?" She makes the words out and her face is tight with sexual tension.

"Come now." I snarl.

With pleasure taking over her senses she comes all over my cock. Lifting off of the bed as her orgasm takes full control over her. As soon as she drops down onto the bed, I cover her with my body. I can tell she's somewhere far away as she wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist.

I begin to rock, pulling all the way out then driving as deep as I can back in. She moans emphatically as I work both our bodies.

Soft, wet, warm, and all mine.

"Fuck, your pussy is so sweet and warm." I say as I thrust my hips as my climax intensifies, her muscles squeezing all the blood to the head of my erection, making me crazy.

I fasten my arm underneath her back as I piston into her. Hard deep thrust as I began to lose all control being with her. Every inch of her soaking wet pussy engulfing every inch of my rock hard cock. The thrust that I give are hard and any other woman might find painful but not my Gatita.

"Giovanni!" She cries my name, and I know just what she needs.

"That's not my name, what's my name Gatita?" I say as I slide in and out painstakingly slow.

"Master." She says as she closes her eyes, snaps her head back, and comes.

Our bodies hum as she saturates me with her arousal, and for the first time in my life the euphoric look on a woman's face spurs me to break. Her body urges me to spill inside her.

With my entire body is ablaze and Gatita, is the cause of the inferno. The fire starts and ends with her. I drop down on top of her once the sensations let go I wrap her in my arms. What the fuck is happening to me? Why does she feel so perfect, so right, like she really is meant solely for me. An unnamed emotion suddenly surges within me and I grab her by her collar.

"You're fucking mine." I growl like a caged beast.

"Yes sir."