Chapter 127

Layla.

"You're drenched. Look at you, making a mess on the bed." Emilio's voice reached me moments later after my whimpering and mewling had subsided, my body feeling like molten lava had been poured on it. Blinking against the blindfold, I tried to force air into my lungs, unable to stop my body from shaking. I hadn't orgasmed yet and it was starting to feel like I would go crazy.

"Your musk smells divine too. You are making so hard Layla, I have to stroke myself just to get rid of the tension." Emilio continued, his guttural voice sending shivers down my spine. I opened my mouth to try to speak but Emilio pressed his middle finger against my lips.

"Shh..." He whispered softly. "Remember the rules, you're not to speak unless spoken to. Don't tell me you've forgotten." He growled and I shook my head but a whimper escaped my lips instead. He chuckled darkly but slipped his hands lower, pulling on the nipple clamps with the chain embedded in it. I arched my back, the sharp shot of pain