CHAPTER 15
**AVA**
Lying on the bed, my senses are on high alert. I feel Pietro’s lips sliding between my breasts, still covered by the dress, and each touch makes me shiver. His fingers find the zipper at the front of my body, and with a careful movement, he opens it. The sound of the zipper opening seems amplified by the anticipation. He slowly removes the dress, leaving me in just a thin lace thong. His breathing becomes heavier, and I sigh, trying to control my own breathing.
He returns his focus to my breasts, sucking and licking each of my sensitive nipples. The sensation is overwhelming, and I can’t help the soft moans escaping my lips. Not being able to see or touch him makes everything more intense, as if my other senses are compensating for the lack of vision. I can feel the thin fabric of my thong getting increasingly wet, and my excitement grows with each passing second.
Pietro continues to move his lips down my body, sliding over my stomach until he reaches the thong. He groans when he feels the wet fabric, and with one swift motion, he removes it from my legs. The music in the room continues at a higher volume, a slow and sensual melody that echoes around us, increasing the tension in the air.
My hands, tied above my head, instinctively pull at my wrists, trying to reach Pietro. But I’m restrained, unable to touch him, and this restriction only heightens my desire. He gently spreads my legs, and I arch my head back, sinking into the soft pillow as I feel his warm tongue and lips against my most sensitive part. The pleasure is intense, and I lose myself in the sensations, rolling my eyes and moaning loudly. Each movement of his tongue brings me closer to the edge, but before I can cross it, Pietro pulls away, leaving me completely frustrated.
“You can’t cum yet, Ava.”, he says, his voice husky with desire. I sigh, feeling his proximity as I hear the sound of clothes being removed.
My heightened perception makes me understand that he is taking off his pants at this moment. His hand touches my face, turning it to the side, and I feel the inside of my thighs getting wetter as I sense his cock brushing against my face. I open my mouth, hearing his moan as I lick the head of his cock. The taste and sound of Pietro’s moans make me crave him even more.
He holds my face, guiding my movement, as I wrap my lips around him, sucking and licking eagerly. The blindfold over my eyes intensifies everything, and every sound and sensation becomes more vivid. I feel his hands in my hair, controlling the rhythm, and I completely surrender, letting him guide my movements.
“Oh God, Ava…”
After what feels like an eternity, he pulls away again. I can hear his heavy breathing and feel the warmth of his body closer. He leans over me, and I hear the sound of a condom being opened, the tip of his cock brushing against my entrance, and I arch my body in anticipation.
“Are you ready for me, Ava?”, he asks, his voice filled with desire.
“Yes,master.”, I respond, my voice barely a whisper. I am completely at his mercy, and it excites me even more.
Pietro enters me slowly, filling me completely. The pleasure is intense, and I let out a loud moan, unable to control myself. He starts to move, his thrusts firm and rhythmic, and I lose myself in the sensation. Each thrust is an explosion of pleasure, and I pull against the restraints on my wrists, desperately wanting to touch him.
“Don’t move, Ava.”, he orders, and I do my best to obey, despite my body wanting the opposite. He increases the pace, and each movement brings us closer to the climax. I am on the edge, trying to hold on, but it’s hard when every fiber of my being wants to let go.
Pietro notices my struggle and suddenly stops.
“You can cun now, Ava.”, he says, and with those words, relief and pleasure flood me. I scream his name, my body trembling with the intensity of the orgasm. He continues to move, prolonging my release, and each wave of pleasure is more intense than the last.
When I finally stop trembling, he slows down and withdraws from me, breathing heavily. I feel him move away and then return, releasing my hands. I remove the blindfold from my eyes, blinking to adjust to the soft light of the room. He looks at me with a satisfied smile, his eyes shining with satisfaction and something deeper.
“Welcome to my world, Ava.”, he says, caressing my face. I smile, still trying to catch my breath.
“That was… incredible.”, I murmur, unable to fully express what I’m feeling.
“This is just the beginning. If you sign the contract, there’s much more to come.”
I look at him, feeling a mixture of excitement and apprehension. I know this is a big step, but I’m ready to explore it with Pietro.
“I want this. I’m ready to sign.”, I say firmly.
He smiles, satisfied, and leans in to kiss me.
“Then let’s make it official.”, he says, and I feel that my life is about to change in ways I never imagined.
We lie together on the bed for a bit, and I watch as Pietro leaves the room completely naked, admiring every part of his body. I blink my eyes, and seconds later, he returns holding a pen and the contract. I can feel my heart beating faster in my chest as he hands me the papers.
I am still feeling my body recovering from the intense orgasm as I sign my name.
Ava Smith.
I look at my signature, remembering that this was never my real name. My parents never gave me this name, but I had to assume a new identity after everything that happened for my safety and to have a new life away from the shadows of the past. I keep looking at the name I chose for myself, wondering if I should tell him this, but I am no longer that girl hiding under the bed.
My name today is Ava Smith, not Sarah Miller.
Sarah Miller died the day I saw my family dead before me.
“Ava, are you okay?”, I lift my head, blinking my eyes, realizing my vision is blurred by tears. I nodded quickly before handing the signed contract to him.
“Yes, I’m fine.”
“Are you still hesitant?”
“No, I was just thinking about something that made me sad, but it’s not about this, Pietro.”
He nods, and I watch as he signs the papers before giving me my copy of the contract.