Gio brought his face close to my ear. “That’s right, sweetheart. Scream my name. Scream it so loud that everyone will hear who you belong to. That you’re mine and you’re my wife.”
He pushed his fingers deeper, and when I felt something that only he could reach, I gasped.
“Can anyone else make you this wet, Millie? Can you think of another man, and your pussy will crave him?” he teased. “No. Because I’m the only one who can make you this wet. Only I have the power to please you like this. You can’t get rid of me. You can’t escape from me because you are mine.”
“Gio!” I moaned as he sucked on my swollen nipple while continuing to finger me. My body contracted as I reached a powerful climax. If Gio hadn’t held me, I would have collapsed onto the floor.
He pulled his fingers out and brought them to his mouth, tasting my arousal. He gave me a satisfied grin.
“Oh, honey, I hope you’re not tired yet because I’m not done with you. Remember the words I spoke at the start of this marriage? Whenever you did something wrong, I was going to punish you, and we’re not even starting with the punishment.”
I wanted to complain and remind him that he was also at fault, but I was too exhausted to speak. Damn him for driving me so wild that I was now craving that punishment.
~***~
Gio passionately kissed me again. The impact was so intense that our bodies pressed against each other, causing me to lean heavily on the console table. It shifted, and a few items placed on it tumbled to the floor. Some of them broke, but neither Gio nor I paid any attention, as we were both lost in the moment.
When I regained my composure, I bit his lower lip firmly, which made him pause, especially when we both tasted the metallic tang coming from his lips.
“I told you, I’m furious, Gio!” I exclaimed, biting my lip harshly.
Gosh, I couldn’t believe myself. I had just climaxed from his fingers alone, and it was driving me wild.
“You’re saying that now, after having a massive orgasm, Millie. Really?” Gio retorted, teasingly. He lightly kissed my cheek, and given the circumstances, what could I do? I couldn’t have stopped it. My own body was betraying me.
He captured my lips once more, and I was about to get carried away again when I reminded myself that I was supposed to be mad at him. I shouldn’t be so weak in times like these.
“Can we talk?” I tried to say, but Gio kept silencing me with his kisses. I placed my palm on his chest to halt his advances. Gio raised an eyebrow and sighed before stepping back a bit, allowing me some breathing room.
“Don’t act like you don’t enjoy it. You were screaming my name and moaning just a few minutes ago.”
I gave him an irritated look, even though he kept making me blush with his words. I ignored his remarks and focused on the questions I wanted to ask him.
“If you’ve known all along, does that mean everything you’ve shown me was just an act? Were you deceiving me to make me believe you’d changed, is that it?” I stared at him closely, hoping to detect any signs of dishonesty.
Gio sighed again. “I never deceived you, Millie. When have I ever lied to you? There was no pretense. Everything I did and said was genuine. Although I’m not naturally good, and being kind can be exhausting…” I shot him a look. “But there was no deception in anything I did in the past. I told you, I’ve changed, and I can prove that to you.”
I was about to respond when Gio drew near to me again.
“Time’s up.”
“What…” My eyes widened as Gio suddenly lifted me onto the console table. I attempted to break free from his grasp, but I couldn’t. The more he sensed my resistance, the tighter his hold on me became.
My head lightly bumped against the wall as Gio kissed me passionately, as though he couldn’t get enough of me, and if he didn’t kiss me, he couldn’t breathe. I let out a soft moan as Gio’s hand caressed my chest.
The towel around his waist fell, revealing Gio’s arousal. My eyes widened as his rock-hard cock pressed against my wetness.
“Fuck!” Gio growled.
I gasped as he squeezed my breast, and he started grinding his hardness against my folds, teasing me.
“Gio…”
My mind and my body were in conflict. My mind told me I should stop because we weren’t in the right place for this, but my body craved Gio. It needed him, and I knew he understood that message and would give in. I had no control over my body; Gio had all the power. I didn’t know how he did it to me. This was my body, but he had the ability to control it.
‘Because you love him.’
I pushed that thought away; it only complicated my already turbulent thoughts.
He lowered his lips to my neck, and I tilted my head to give him better access. I felt the occasional nip of his teeth on my neck as his hand continued to play with my breast.
We were both naked now, indulging in the carnal desires our bodies yearned for.
I moaned and called out his name repeatedly.
His lips descended to my chest, and it felt like he was marking every inch of my body.
When I felt his lips on the peak of my breast, I arched my back and let out a loud moan. My nails dug into the table from the overwhelming sensations I was experiencing.
I glanced at Gio, and my arousal intensified when I saw him watching me, his eyes locked onto the changing expressions in my eyes.
I raised my hand and gently cupped his head, guiding him to my chest, and he understood what I wanted. Gio alternated between my breasts, lavishing them with attention. I couldn’t be sure if the room was soundproof, but I felt a twinge of guilt for anyone who might hear me moaning, as I couldn’t contain myself any longer.
My thighs parted further, giving Gio the freedom to explore the entrance to my womanhood. I couldn’t resist any longer; I let my hand reach for his manhood, and I gasped when I felt its size. I caressed it briefly before positioning it where I desired.
Gio looked at me again. “Please…” I took his hand and guided it between my thighs. “I need more.”
Where earlier I had been struggling with my desires, I now surrendered because I couldn’t hold back any longer. I was on the verge of losing control.
Gio’s once clear eyes darkened, screaming of pure lust. He approached me, kissing my lips again, while one of his fingers expertly played with my womanhood. When Gio hit the right spot, I bit his lip.
He groaned, but that didn’t stop us from kissing. It was an intense, wet kiss, and my arousal surged further as our tongues battled inside our mouths.
“Ahh… ahh…”