Chapter 135: I’ll Be Controlling You All Night
GIANNA’S POV
Dante started pumping slowly, working me open. Another spank landed on my reddened ass, and pleasure mixed with pain I couldn’t tell them apart. Each strike made my clit throb, made me clench around his finger.
I’m going to come. Just from this. Just from his finger and his hand on my ass.
“You’re close, aren’t you? I can feel you clenching, trying to squeeze my finger. But you don’t come until I say so. Understoc
I whimpered, unable to form words.
He withdrew his finger and I felt the cool, smooth egg press against my entrance.
“Wait…” Panic fluttered in my chest. “Dante, it feels…”
“I know, tesoro. I know.” His voice became almost tender. “That’s why you’re going to relax for me. Take a deep breath.”
I did, trying to calm my racing heart.
“Good girl. Now another.”
As I exhaled, he pushed the egg inside me. Slowly, torturously slowly. The sensation was strange, foreign. The egg stretched fuller than his finger, bigger than I expected.
I gasped, my whole body tensing. “It’s too much. I can’t…”
“Yes, you can.” His hand rubbed circles on my lower back, soothing even as the other hand pushed the egg deeper. “You’re doing so well, bella. So perfect. Just a little more. Relax for me. Let me in.”
His voice was dark and hypnotic. Despite the burn, despite the stretch, I felt myself relaxing, opening for him.
“That’s it. Good girl. Let me fill you up. Let me claim this virgin pussy.”
He pushed it deeper, inch by inch, and I could feel every millimeter as it slid inside. I could feel it stretching me, filling me in a way that made me gasp and moan,
So incredibly full.
“Almost there, bella. You’re taking it so well. Such a good girl for me.”
One more push and it settled deep inside me, nestled against my inner walls. The small retrieval cord was the only thing visible
“There we go. Perfect.”
I was panting, trembling, my whole body on fire. The fullness was overwhelming, constant pressure against every sensitive społ inside me
His hand came down one more time on my reddened ass. The combination of the spank and the device inside me, pressing against places that had never been touched, sent pleasure shooting through my entire body like lightning
I cried out, my whole body convulsing, right on the edge of orgasm
“Not yet,” he growled, somehow knowing “You don’t come until I say so.”
He pulled my panties back up, adjusting them carefully over the cord, trapping the egg inside me.
He helped me stand My legs trembled, barely able to support me. I was hyperaware of the foreign object inside me, of how it pressed against my inner walls, of how every tiny movement shifted it.
“How does it feel?” His hands steadied me at my hips, holding me upright.
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1 wiggled from side to side, testing. The egg shifted with each movement, pressing against sensitive spots that made me want moan. I was so wer I could feel it soaking through the delicate lace of my panties, could feel it starting to drip down my thigh
The fullness was maddening. The constant pressure made me want to clench around it, made me want more.
This is insane. I can barely stand and he expects me to walk around like this all night?
But God help me, part of me loved it. Loved the stretch, loved the fullness, loved knowing he’d put it there.
I’m losing my mind.
“I can’t possibly walk around with this thing inside me.”
“You’ll get used to it.” He pressed a kiss against my neck, his lips lingering, tongue darting out to taste my skin. “It’s more for your pleasure, I promise. I want you dripping wet all night. I want you thinking about me, about this, about what I’ll do to you when we get home.”
“Why should I walk around with this all night while you get to walk free and unbothered? That’s unfair.”
A smirk tugged at his mouth, dark and wicked. “Oh, tesoro. You have no idea.”
He took my hand and placed it against his cock. Hard as steel, straining against his slacks, thick and ready. I could feel it pulse beneath my palm.
My breath caught. “Oh… I didn’t…”
“I’ll be walking around with steel between my thighs because I’ll be thinking of you all night. How wet you are, how tight you felt around just my finger. How you’ll feel when I finally take that out of you and replace it with my cock. When I finally claim that virgin pussy and make you mine completely.”
His free hand gripped my hip, pulling me flush against him so I could feel every hard inch of him. “I’ll be imagining bending yo over the first surface I find and fucking you until you scream. Until you forget your own name. Until the only word you remembe is mine.”
Then his face hardened, all business. “You can’t take it out. Not until I say so. Not until I’m ready to replace it with something better. Understood?”
I glared at him, but nodded. Because what choice did I have? Because part of me wanted to obey.
When did I become this person?
Then he pulled something else from his pocket, a small black remote. He pressed a button and suddenly the egg inside me came to life, vibrating against my walls.
A low pulse that hit every sensitive spot.
I gasped, my knees buckling from the shock and vibration. “Oh God…”
He caught me, steadying me with one arm while the other held the remote. That wicked grin spread across his face. “I’ll be controlling you all night, tesoro. Every reaction, every gasp, every time you clench around it, every time you get close to coming, that’s mine. You’re mine. And every person in that room will see you standing next to me, looking elegant and confident, and they’ll have no idea that you’re being fucked by a toy I control”
“Bastardo,” I cursed in Italian (bastard), even as pleasure sparked through me, even as I felt myself getting wetter.
“And you love it.” He turned off the vibrator and reached for the dress. “Now let’s get you ready for our guests. Let’s show them exactly who you belong to ”
He helped me step into the gown, his fingers brushing against my overheated skin as he zipped it up. The silk felt cool against my flushed flesh, and with every movement, I was acutely aware of what was hidden inside me, what he could activate at any
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Chapter 135 M Be Controlling You All Night
The egg shifted as I moved, pressing, stretching, filling me. And God help me, I loved it. Loved the fullness, loved the knowledge of what I was wearing underneath this elegant dress. Loved that he’d claimed this part of me too.
I should hate this. I should hate him for making me feel this way.
But I didn’t.
“I hate you.” The words came out weak, unconvincing, as he fastened a diamond necklace around my throat.
His lips brushed my ear, his breath hot against my skin. “No, you don’t, bella. But keep telling yourself that. Keep prete you don’t love every second of this. Keep pretending you’re not soaking wet right now, desperate for more.”
His hand slid down my side, over the silk of my dress. “Keep pretending you don’t want me to turn that vibrator on hig make you come in front of everyone. Because we both know the truth.”
We both know I’m his.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
