Chapter 285: What A Dirty Girl You Are
Chapter 285: What A Dirty Girl You Are
Camilla
"As tradition, the diamonds will be tested on stage tonight in front of everyone to confirm they were real and for the first in her life, she will be humiliated in ways she won't be able to even comprehend." Gregorio said
Suddenly letting go of me entirely, he took a step back. Leaving me confused for only a moment, his hands instantly drop to his belt as the sound of it being undone fills the otherwise quiet night. My legs clamp together. His eyes dropped down at the action, a look that really doesn't help my neediness and I have never seen him so demanding.
It would be a lie if I say it wasn't a turn on. Walking back towards me, my body remained perfectly still as he resumed our previous position, his mouth dropping to my ear and tugging at it a little with his teeth.
"And if you say yes, Camilla. I am going to fuck you full of my cum until you are overflowing with it and these diamond around your neck sparkling with each thrust I give."
My heart raced as he barely gave me any time to focus, suddenly spinning me around to press my front against the freezing glass, my hands bracing myself as best as I could. I only got a second of warning before my pants were the next thing being manipulated to his satisfaction, the material easily dropping to my ankles and acting as restraints. My feet are only capable of spreading a few inches before being locked in place.
"I can't make any promises, this isn't more than just sex, Greg." I shook my head like I was trying to stop myself from doing something irreversible but then all I could hear was the sound of a zipper coming down. His soft groan nearly sent me to my knees.
I heard a pained, incomprehensible mutter from my back just before deft fingers were tugging my lacy underwear to the side, the bite of the night's air against my pussy drawing a desperate sound from my throat. I wanted to say please and that is when I realized just how fucked l was.
Pulling my head back ever so slightly from the window to meet his eyes in the reflection, I watched the tightening of his jaw as he lined his dick up with my already soaked entrance, both of us knowing this wasn't going to last long from how worked up we both were. He was right there, hard and so fucking ready to take me but all he did was leave me aching to the point of insanity. Did he want to beg? Was he really going to make me give up that shred of dignity when I had already given him my all?
That is what I had assumed, yet these last few weeks have told me that assumption has only ever led me to false conclusions. Tearing the once perfectly styled wig off my head and tossing it to the ground, it only took him second to find my strands wrapped within his fist, instantly more satisfied with the change. Yanking my head back harder than Gregorio from a year ago would ever have, he licked a line right over the frantic movement of my pulse like he could taste both my fear and excitement against my skin.
"I suppose we better make it count then."
I couldn't cover my scream in time, filling me up and stretching me to the point of pain. He took me in a single thrust, an arm banding around my lower waist while the other in my hair bent me to his will. It was the fine line between too much and not enough and he danced us along it beautifully. Suddenly, but beautiful nonetheless.
It has been so long since I have been fucked like this, my body not used to the pounding between my thighs and my mind not used to this Gregorio during sex. He may have been the one to give me the longest orgasm I have ever had but he was so sure in his movements right now, so dominating in his hold. He had no hesitation because he knew I was his right now, the sounds I was trying and failing to suppress only spurring him on.
"What, sweetheart? Too much already?" He groaned against my ear, tightening his grip on my hair as my pussy did the same around his dick.
I was damn near gushing around his already, I could feel my arousal dripping between my legs with my attempts to meet him with each frantic stroke.
"I haven't…" I started but couldn't finish the sentence as my breaths were cut off, barely able to think with how full I was.
"I haven't been with a man, not since you…."
My words came out in choppy gasps, but I knew the moment he realized what I was trying to say, I could feel it. Unable to brace myself as my feet just barely left the ground so he could fuck into me deeper and harder. He ensured I wasn't the one in control right now, the one arm around my waist holding me completely still while my hands made sure to keep me from falling. He liked me like this and he made sure to tell me in the most dirty and wicked ways possible.
"What a dirty girl you are, Camilla." He cooed in my ear, kissing and nipping all the way down my neck before sinking his teeth into the soft flesh of my shoulder. He was marking me like the possessive asshole he was and I was just along for the ride.
"Do you feel how much I have missed you?" He asked as my body went limp against him, my head rolling back against his chest.
"Do you feel how much our bodies ache for each other? How right this feels?"
He strung my body together in this perfect web of pleasure I couldn't escape, sending me higher and higher until I feared I would fall. I was burning from the cold but my orgasm was only cresting higher, jerking against him as I fought to last longer. I wasn't ready for this to end, not yet. I know everything was going to change the second I gave myself over and I wasn't ready for the aftereffects of letting Gregorio fuck me and to devour my very soul. Unsurprisingly though, I never even stood a chance.
"This, Camilla. This is what I plan to fight for every day for the rest of my life."
Dragging his mouth down to my neck, I didn't even get a moment to comprehend his most recent words before his teeth were latching onto me, muffling his groan as we came together as one. Crying out his name, I feel his cum mark my insides as though I had never left, his tongue running over the marks he created. Our breaths left our lungs in heavy pants, trying to suppress the onslaught of emotions already threatening to appear.
It was hard to focus with his touch consuming me so wholly but as always, reality eventually seeped past the high and had me letting out a shaky breath. Feeling he tucked himself back in before leaning down, he slowly drew my pants back up my cold legs, fastening the button as his mouth returned to my ear.
"I miss you, sweetheart." He whispered.
Closing my eyes, I feel him step away with the sound of his footsteps retreating back to where Domenico and Adriano were waiting for us. When I felt brave enough to blink them back open, he was already in the car and a door propped open in wait for me.
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