" I-I was just..." I gasped.
Shakily, barely able to form words.
" I-it was all real!!? I-I just meant to touch myself."
I didn't even know why I was apologising.
There was no pride left, and definitely no shame left for me.
Last night had stripped it all away.
He had wrecked me.
" Please," I whispered. Voice trembling.
" Please, Daddy left...Please make me come."
He froze.
A flash of white teeth cut across his face in a wolfish grin, and something in his eyes darkened.
His second finger dragged along my inner walls.
My body was already tightening around his fingers, clenching with need.
Then without warning, he thrust both fingers deep into me in one sharp motion.
My walls clenched around him.
I was soaked, dripping, every nerve in my body alive, pulsing. His fingers curled just too right. It curled on the spot where it made my back arch, toes curled.
" Fuck..." I gasped.
My hip rolled in his hand like I couldn't get close enough.
God, I wanted to come on his fingers so badly.
His fingers thrust deep again, curling perfect inside me, and I let out another broke moan.
Louder this time.
Every slow drag of his fingers made my hips jerk up.
Chasing more of his touch.
My body was trembling beneath him.
My walls fluttered helplessly around him.
Already tight.
Already soaked.
The wet sound of my arousal echoing in the room.
He knew exactly what he was doing.
His palm pressed down on my lower stomach, pinning me in place.
His fingers moved in a slow, punishing rhythm, perfectly angled to keep me teetering on the edge without letting me more.
" Alessio—" I moaned. Barely able to speak.
My head fell back into the pillow, my body thrashing lightly under his control, my hand still pinned above my head by one of his.
I couldn't move.
I can only take this monster inside me now.
" Look at you," he murmured against my ear. Voice rough.
" You look so pretty being a moaning mess while getting fucked by my fingers."
" A-alessio..." I moaned out.
My voice barely a whisper.
My hips straining against his hold.
He increased the speed, thrusting more deeper.
" What? What did you say darling?"
I was too close.
" D-daddy..."
He smirked.
" Good. That's my good girl."
I gasped.
The stretch making me whimper.
My pussy clung to his fingers.
Pulsing around them like it wanted to pull them in even more.
His thumb slid up, and pressed directly to my clit.
The shap jolt of pleasure that torr through me made me cry out.
My hips jerking involuntarily against his hand.
His fingers didn't relent, thrusting, curling and stroking deep inside me while his thumb teased and rubbed that throbbing bundle of nerves until I was a writhing mess beneath him.
My nipples were hard, brushing against his chest.
Every inch of my skin so sensitive it hurt.
" Oh god! "
He leaned closer again, lips brushing my ear as he whispered, " You like that babydoll? Being punished like a good girl? "
" Yesss!" I breathed out. " Oh f-fuck yess!"
A low groan came out of his throat.
His mouth moved down to my neck, hot kisses trailing inside me and his thumb made my vision blur.
" Ohh Alessio!! Let m-me c-come! Oh Goddd!!"
I whimpered in frustration.
His face hovered over mine.
His jaw clenched.
Eyes dark.
Blown wide with lust.
" Wanna try begging principessa?"
" Please daddy!! Let me come on your fingers like your good girl!"
" Fuck," He groaned. " How can you make me so horny just by begging?"
He pulled his fingers back slightly, then pushed again.
" You don't have any idea how fucking irresistible you are moglie!!"
His fingers moved again, this time harder and deeper. His thumb circled my clit faster.
And, I came.
My moans turned frantic and loud.
" Yes–yes right there, don't stop daddy!"
Pleasure ripped through my body.
My orgasm slammed into me do violently my vision blurred, my body arching clean off the bed.
My scream echoed in the room as my walls clenched down around his fingers so hard tahr my entire body shook under the force of it.
Wetness gushing out of me.
He kept going, drawing it out, making me feel every wave until I collapsed back against the pillow.
My chest rose and fell in quick pants.
He finally pulled his fingers out, eyed fixed on me like I wa the only thing in the world worth looking at.
My eyes were half closed, dazed, watching as he brought his fingers to his mouth.
He licked them, sucked them clean with a satisfied groan that made my core clench Al over again.
" Fuck, principessa," he muttered. " You taste like fucking heaven."
Alessio leaned down, brushing a soft kiss to my collarbone, and for a second, his touch was gentle.
He whispered, lips grazing mine," Don't relax yet because I'm not even close to being done with you."
I blinked.
My breath caught in my throat as I felt something hard pressing against me down there. My gaze slowed dropped.
His cock, fully hard was straining against his sweatpants.
It looked so big.
My cheeks flushed as the memories of last night came flooding back, how he filled me, stretched me, and wrecked me.
Was he really going to take me again?
I licked my lips.
God. Why did I want it?
His fingers found my chin, tilting my face up to his. My eyes met his, and a jolt shot straight through my core.
He leaned in slowly.
I closed my eyes, already bracing for thr kiss.
He kissed me. Not even kiss, he ate me.
The kiss was rough, branding, dominating.
I closed my eyes again, drowning in the warmth of his mouth.
I placed my hand on his chest.
He paused, his lips still on mine.
" Gosh! I love you soo much moglie!"
" I love you t—" I gasped as he broke into the kiss again.
Pressing a warm kiss to my lips.