Mrs. Armani

chapter 8

chapter 8-Awakening

The morning after, Vittoria sneaked back into her suite.

She stepped into the shower, eyes closed. She was very sore down there, but she was also very wet just thinking about him.

Suddenly a hand came from behind her to close in on her waist and another hand went up to her mouth to prevent her from yelling out loud.

"Running away, now are we?" Nickolas asked, in her ears, his hands dipping lower. "I'm not running away from you, I simply returned back to my room, Nickolas." Vittoria said in a breathy tone. Her nipples were incredibly hard, she could feel his manhood, hard and thick.

His fingers entered her.

His other hand closing in on her mouth again, "shh my love, we don't want to wake up your friends now do we?"

His pace was relentless. She came undone in his arms.

She thought he would leave, but he didn't. After a few quiet minutes in the shower, they walked out, Vittoria in her silk baby pink robe and Nickolas had a towel around his waist.

As Vittoria was walking away from him, he held her wrist, his eyes dark and dangerously cold. "Get on the bed."

"Why?" Vittoria raised an eyebrow, facing him.

"Because I want you to." He said arrogantly yet nonchalantly. "No." She replied back as was about to turn away, when Nickolas lifted her off the floor, took her towards the bed and threw her on it.

She yelped, her front was partially bare to him now, as the robe had come undone. His eyes smouldered. "I will not be denied, by you any longer." He said as he took off his towel. And got a pair of handcuffs that Vittoria hadn't seen yet.

She tried to scoot away, but he was faster, holding her hands in place, he handcuffed her to the bedpost. "You will submit to me, physically," he cupped her pussy, as he stared deep into her eyes, "and emotionally."

Even with the turmoil in her mind, she was so aroused. It was thrilling.

she tried to keep her legs together, but kept them apart with his legs. He bent down to suck on one of her breasts. Vittoria moaned instantly. He kneaded the other breast, pinching the nipple. It was all too much, Vittoria was going to climax again.

When he was done tormenting her breasts, he looked down at her state, so fucking beautiful, he thought, she was all his.

the only thing that truly mattered to him. He didn't love her, what he felt for her was much greater. Something that couldn't be explained. He wasn't a man who loved, but a man who took what belonged to him.

He positioned his throbbing cock, at her entrance, and plunged in with such force, Vittoria shuddered from the brutal contact. He fucked her hard, holding down her waist. "Tell me you love me.." He grunted, as he locked his eyes with her.

It was important for him, to know that she loved him, that she still loved him, that she would love him till the end of time. Because for Vittoria love was how she expressed her feelings for him, in the initial days, and he craved that. Her love, her smiles, the way she laughed, with her head back, or how her lingerie was kept besides his ties, in their closet, he craved her presence, her soul, he wanted to devour her soul.

Vittoria moaned, lost in ecstasy, in Paradise. "you already know that.." She withered.

He pinched her nipple. Hard.

She yelped. "Fuck..." She said.

"Say you love me!" He demanded, his pace was feral as he kept her in place. She came hard, crying out. He didn't stop.

"I won't stop until you say it," Nickolas demanded, looking for too gone. Like a beast, trying to catch an elusive prey. Like a man obsessed.

"No.. stop," She begged him, she couldn't cum again, she was too weak, her legs felt like they had melted. "SAY IT!" He yelled.

"I.. love you." She gave in, and he came inside her with a feral growl. She was pretty sure Gianni and Ada had heard them.

She was so done, but even after all this, she still wanted more.
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