Chapter 29: "Oh... I want you... inside me."
POV: Beatrice
Stefano took another sip of his drink, while his eyes remained fixed on the area between my legs. He watched my reactions intently, taking pleasure in the sight of my throbbing vulva.
While the drops of the ice cube Stefano had drunk ran down my skin, he put the glass aside and approached the edge of the bed. His fingers slid delicately over the heel of one of my shoes, removing it. Then he did the same with the other. Stefano held the sides of my hips firmly, his eyes fixed on mine, before lowering his mouth to the entrance of my pussy. The feeling of anticipation made me sigh, eager to feel his lips sucking me. But instead, he surprised me by placing an ice cube on your tongue. My body shuddered as he pressed the cold object into my most sensitive spot, immobilizing my waist against the mattress. Time seemed to stand still as he slid the ice across the ajar lips of my pussy, letting it melt completely, and the warm temperature prevail, finally touching my vulva with his tongue.
A moan slowly escaped my mouth, as the mixture of the sensation of the ice and the warmth of his tongue was simply intoxicating. Stefano alternated between gentle movements and light licks, his eager tongue sucking me with intensity, enveloping my clitoris and sucking it masterfully. My hands clenched tightly around the tied fabric, trying to resist the avalanche of pleasure coursing through my body. I tried to move my hips towards his hungry mouth, while my wrists clenched tighter and tighter in the fabric, searching for some relief. However, it was in vain. My strength seemed insignificant compared to the strength of Stefano's body and frame, which held my waist tightly, keeping me at the mercy of his dominance.
He continued to devour me with overwhelming intensity, exploring every inch of my vulva with his fiery tongue. His thrusts were firm and perfectly rhythmic, causing waves of pleasure to spread deliciously throughout my body. My body was so horny that my eyes closed instinctively, my head tilted to the side, and a loud moan escaped my lips, mingling with the sound of my panting. It was a mixture of pleasure and surrender that almost made me completely lose control of myself, while he didn't stop sucking me for a single second.
One of his hands went down, squeezing me, until it reached just above my knee on the bruised part that he seemed to have memorized where it was. When he realized that I had understood the message of not trying to control anything, Stefano, in a matter of seconds, let his middle fingers join the party, sliding inside me with ease, while his tongue concentrated on my clitoris. It was hard to breathe a sigh every time his fingers sank deep inside me, my body trembling with ecstasy as his skillful tongue circled frantically around my most sensitive spot. My moans intensified, even though I could barely hear them. The combination of the heat between my legs, the wetness that took over me, and the insatiable desire to feel more of Stefano, who was now alternating between sucking my clit and penetrating me with more fingers, was the only thing I paid attention to. With every touch, my arousal increased exponentially. When Stefano's eyes lifted for the first time, staring at me and sucking my clit one last time, the heat between my legs reached an unbearable point.
"Oh... I want you... inside me. Please..." The words came out almost pleadingly and, paused, as he wanted, because my ego didn't matter now. I couldn't help moaning loudly, even though I was biting my lips, as I felt the squirt drip into Stefano's mouth, which didn't move away until my breathing was under control minimally.
With surreal dexterity, he rotated my legs and positioned me upside down. While I was in this position, enveloped in a mixture of feelings that left me dazed, Stefano continued to analyze every inch of my body, his shoes tapping against the floor, before his agile hands ran over my skin, leaving a trail of heat wherever they went. He slid his fingers down my spine, sending delicious shivers down my spine. My mind was taken over by a whirlwind of sensations, and Stefano wasted no time in slapping his hand down on my ass with intensity. The impact made me moan even louder, a moan that mixed with the muffled sounds escaping from my lips. With each blow, I arched up with that sensation of pain but pleasure at the same time, my arms now crossed even though they were trapped, my mouth biting into the fabric of the pillow and those emotions spreading across my skin. Stefano appreciated my red skin for a moment, I felt his eyes on me, before his hands came to the headboard, and in a matter of seconds, he untied the knot of my tie, freeing me and causing my hands to come down at last. He put his whole hand around my strands, pulling them back with enough force that I didn't try to break free. Stefano's eyes met mine, as hungry as my own desires, and now it was impossible to deny that Stefano also desired me intensely. His penetrating gaze engulfed my attention completely, threatening to steal even my breath. Aware of the desire reflected in my own eyes, he clenched his jaw in a predatory yet restrained manner. Stefano moved closer to me, his lips brushing gently against mine, while his husky voice whispered in my ear, carrying.
"I'm going to fuck every inch of your pussy, Beatrice," he whispered. "I'm going to show you what you have missed out on all those years by getting involved with asshole men who had no idea how to satisfy someone like you. I'm going to remind you of what we did five years ago. I'm not going to stop until I saw you completely losing it, Beatrice."