Chapter Twenty _ Two

Frederico Grey Di Grazia;

I stroked my cock slowly, my eyes glued to Rose’s trembling body. Her skin glistened under the soft light, her chest heaving as she fought against the restraints. She looked divine—like she was made to be worshipped and ruined all at once.

Electricity buzzed under my skin, a raw and primal need coursing through my veins. The desire to claim her fully, to mark her in ways she could never forget, consumed me.

“Shhh…” I whispered, my voice dark and teasing as I leaned down, my breath hot against her sensitive flesh. My fingers brushed over her clit, rubbing slow, deliberate circles before I pressed my lips to it in a feather-light kiss. Her muffled whimper was music to my ears.

“Do you want to know how you look right now, Rose?” I asked, my voice dripping with satisfaction. “You’re in my favorite position—legs spread so wide for me, every inch of you exposed and begging for my touch.”

Her hands and legs were bound together, the silk ties biting just enough into her skin to leave faint marks, a perfect reminder of her submission. Her mouth was tied shut with a soft gag, her muffled cries driving me wild.

I ran my hand along the inside of her thigh, savoring the way her body jerked at my touch. “You’re so responsive, Slutty Rose. Like your body knows it belongs to me.”

Her eyes widened as I pressed my fingers against her core, teasing her entrance without giving her what she wanted. I smirked, loving the way her body trembled with need.

“You’re dripping,” I said, my tone low and dark. “So desperate for me, aren’t you?”

Her muffled moan sent a surge of heat through me. I leaned forward, my lips brushing against her ear as I whispered, “You’re going to take everything I give you, Rose. Every. Single. Thing.”

I slid my fingers inside her, slow and deep, watching her eyes roll back as her body arched against the binds. Her muffled scream was everything.

“Good girl,” I murmured, my cock aching as I watched her fall apart under my touch. “You’re perfect like this—helpless and completely mine.”

I moved my fingers inside her, slow and deliberate, curling them just enough to hit that sweet spot. Her body reacted instantly, jerking against the binds, her muffled cries growing louder. Her walls clenched around me, so tight, so warm—it was intoxicating.

“Look at you,” I whispered, my voice thick with desire. “So needy, so eager, and you can’t even beg for it properly.”

Her hips bucked against my hand, and I couldn’t help but chuckle darkly. “You think you can control this, Rose? No. You’ll take what I give you, and nothing more.”

I pulled my fingers out slowly, savoring the way her body quivered at the loss. My thumb grazed her clit, rubbing it in lazy circles as her eyes locked onto mine, wide and pleading.

“Patience,” I murmured, bringing my fingers to my lips. I licked them clean, groaning at the taste of her. “You taste like sin, Rose.”

I positioned myself between her legs, my hands gripping her thighs to spread her even wider. She whimpered through the gag, her body arching as I pressed the head of my cock against her entrance, teasing her.

“Do you feel that?” I growled, leaning down so my chest brushed against hers. “This is what you’ve been begging for, even if you can’t say it. And now, I’m going to give you exactly what you need.”

I pushed in slowly, inch by agonizing inch, savoring the way her body stretched to accommodate me. She was so tight, so perfect—it felt like she was made for me.

Her muffled scream was a melody I wanted to hear over and over again. I paused, letting her adjust to the size, my hands roaming over her body, caressing every curve, every dip.

“You’re doing so well, Rose,” I murmured, my lips brushing against her neck. “Taking me so perfectly. Like you were meant to.”

I pulled back slightly, then thrust in again, harder this time, earning another muffled cry. Her body writhed beneath me, her restraints keeping her exactly where I wanted her.

“Look at you,” I said, my voice rough as I set a slow, punishing rhythm. “Bound, gagged, completely helpless. And yet, you’re taking it so well. My perfect little toy.”

Her muffled moans filled the room as I increased the pace, my hands gripping her hips to hold her in place. The sound of skin meeting skin echoed, mingling with her cries and the wet sounds of her arousal.

“Do you feel that, Rose?” I growled, my lips brushing against her ear. “Do you feel how deep I am inside you? You’re mine. Every inch of you belongs to me.”

Her eyes rolled back, her body arching as I drove her higher and higher. I reached down, my thumb finding her clit again, rubbing it in time with my thrusts. Her muffled scream grew louder, her body trembling as she neared the edge.

“Come for me, Rose,” I commanded, my voice thick with authority. “Let me feel you fall apart around me.”

She obeyed, her body convulsing as the pleasure overtook her. The tightness, the way her walls clenched around me—it was almost too much.

“Good girl,” I murmured, my thrusts growing erratic as I chased my own release. “You’re perfect, Rose. So perfect.”

I stood over her, my eyes drinking in the sight of her spent body sprawled beneath me. Her legs remained spread, trembling slightly from the force of her release. Her wrists were still bound, her arms stretched above her head, leaving her completely vulnerable.

I reached down, gripping her chin firmly, tilting her head up so she had no choice but to meet my gaze. Her lips were parted, her chest rising and falling as she struggled to catch her breath.

Without a word, I released her and stood back, my hand grazing the curve of her thigh before delivering a sharp slap to it. The sound cracked through the room, and her body jerked in response, a muffled moan escaping her lips.

I smirked, watching the way her skin reddened beneath my touch. “Beautiful,” I muttered under my breath, more to myself than to her.

I knelt back down, my hands gliding up her thighs, pushing them farther apart. Her body was slick and glistening, the evidence of her arousal coating her inner thighs. I dragged my fingers through it, spreading it deliberately, leaving no part of her untouched.

With a firm grip, I flipped her onto her stomach, her bound hands now pinned beneath her. Her ass was raised, perfectly rounded and inviting. My palm itched with the urge to leave a mark.

I didn’t resist. My hand came down hard against her flesh, the impact sending a ripple through her body. She let out a muffled cry, her back arching as the sting radiated through her.

Again.

And again.

Each slap was harder than the last, her skin turning a beautiful shade of red. She squirmed beneath me, but the binds held her in place. Her muffled moans grew louder, more desperate, as if she couldn’t decide whether to beg for mercy or beg for more.

I leaned down, my lips brushing against the curve of her ear. My breath was hot against her skin as I trailed my tongue down her neck, tasting the salt of her sweat. My teeth grazed her shoulder, sinking in just enough to make her body tense beneath me.

I pulled back, grabbing her hips and positioning myself behind her. My cock brushed against her entrance, teasing her, slipping just barely inside before pulling back. Her muffled scream was music to my ears as I repeated the motion, each shallow thrust driving her closer to the edge.

Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I drove into her, hard and deep, burying myself to the hilt. Her body arched, her muffled scream cutting through the air as I set a punishing rhythm.

Her back arched further, her bound hands clawing at the sheets beneath her as I thrust into her over and over again. Her body tightened around me, every muscle trembling as I pushed her closer and closer to another release.

My hand came down on her ass again, harder this time, the sting only adding to the intensity. She cried out, her voice muffled but still dripping with pleasure.

I gripped her hips tighter, pulling her back to meet each thrust. The sound of skin meeting skin filled the room, mingling with her muffled cries and the wet, obscene sounds of our bodies moving together.

Her body clenched around me, her orgasm tearing through her like a storm. I felt every wave, her muscles gripping me tightly as she came apart beneath me. I didn’t slow down, riding her through it, dragging out every last ounce of her pleasure.

As her trembling subsided, I leaned down, biting into her shoulder, marking her as mine. Her body shivered beneath me, a perfect mixture of exhaustion and satisfaction.

But I wasn’t done.

I pulled out, flipping her back onto her back, her legs falling open instinctively. Her eyes were glazed, her lips swollen and parted as she gasped for air.

I reached down, sliding my fingers between her legs again, finding her still sensitive and swollen. Her body jerked, a sharp intake of breath muffled by the gag, as I pressed my thumb against her clit, circling it slowly.

Her muffled scream filled the room again as I leaned down, my lips capturing her nipple, sucking hard as my hand continued its merciless assault.

Her body was mine to command, and I wasn’t going to stop until she had nothing left to give.