You Will Be Mine(52)

“Say it, Clara. You have to tell me. I need to hear you say those words.” He plunged his fingers deep inside of me again, and I was very nearly gone.

“Luca!” I screamed, unable to take much more of his torture.

“Tell me who you belong to, Clara. Give me the words.”

“Oh, Luca, please.” I couldn’t believe I just begged him.

With a smile he positioned himself on top and edged his long masterful cock at my entrance. I gasped as he pushed himself in a little bit. I wanted to feel all of him. Needed to feel all of him.

“Say it.” He edged in that little bit deeper, causing me to moan loudly. My God he felt good. I wanted more.

“Say it!” he commanded again, and I thought I was going to lose control.

He bent down and took my nipple into his mouth as he edged in that little bit more. “Give me those words. Say it!”

Again with that added pressure he was inside me that little bit more. If he didn’t move soon I thought I would explode.

“Clara, now!”

“I’m yours! I’m fucking yours. You have me. Now, give me what I want, or I swear to God, I’m going to smash your face in!”

Luca’s triumphant smile was wide as he plunged deep inside me. Both of us moaned at the impact and due to the magnificent sensations that followed. He felt fantastic.

He started moving, and I thought my eyes were going to roll to the back of my head.

“You’re mine. You’ll always be mine!” he growled.

“Yours,” I whispered back. “Always yours.”

He rewarded me with a suckle on my nipple. His grunts and groans were too much for words. It was like heaven, and I knew just that alone would have me spiralling over the edge.

He took time with his movements as I watched his beautiful hips swaying in and out of me. Every stroke, the very feel of his cock going in and out—it was like nothing I had ever experienced in my life. Sex was always a means to an end for me. I enjoyed it, but I’d never felt this connection—never felt this desire which was now binding us together like a perfect link in a chain. He was masterful, powerful, and he felt fucking delectable.

“Clara, you feel so fucking good.” He took my lips possessively with his as we both moaned again from the sensations riding through our bodies. I could feel it, feel the build-up as my walls tightened and my body went rigid with the imminent orgasm I knew was about to rip my body apart.

Quickening his pace, Luca shouted, “Now, Clara. Now!”

My body seemed to instinctively react to his commands as I screamed and moaned at the beautiful sensations rippling throughout my whole body. It wasn’t just any orgasm; it was like fireworks had exploded inside of me.

“Fuck! I’m going to come, baby,” Luca grunted as he plunged deeper and deeper.

Just when I thought my body couldn’t take anymore, he plunged one last time as he grunted and came inside of me.

Luca lay down on top of me for a while as our breathing calmed a little. “Fuck, Clara. We’re not going to leave this room all day. Do you hear me?”

I chuckled, thinking how true to form he was being—even now. He probably thought I was going to fight him on it, but truth be told… If sex was going to feel like that with him all of the time, then I certainly wanted more.

“Okay, Master—Ruler of All He Surveys.”

Luca smiled down at me and kissed my lips. “I knew sex would calm you down. You’re practically purring now. I could have you doing cartwheels if I asked you to.”

“Really?” I asked with a cheeky grin. “You really think you can have me doing whatever you want?”

His eyebrow hitched, and I knew then I had just given him the best challenge yet. “Why can I feel you expanding inside of me? You’re not getting hard again already are you?”

Luca hitched his eyebrow again and smiled. “I love having you under my will. Do you have any idea how much you turn me on? The more you fight me, the more I want to plunge my cock deeper inside of you.”

I lost my breath. The feel of him growing inside me mixed with his hot words was making me dizzy.

“Do we need to get reacquainted?”

“Yes, Luca. Over and over and over again. Remember? I believe I told you I found your methods too delicious for words.” I flexed my hips a little to meet him further. Luca growled and instinctively plunged in a little further.

“You’re such a naughty girl; do you know that? I’m making the moves here—not you.”

“Luca,” I sighed, “it doesn’t look like you’re doing much moving at all. Do you need me to help you with that?” I laughed, but all too soon the smile was wiped off my face as he pulled out and plunged back into me again. I gasped.