Chapter 10
Francesca's POV.
I did not fail to do as I was ordered. I let my legs give way, giving him a better, more in depth sight of my v-spot.
Instead of going straight to the v-shaped, juicy meat that was calling out to him, he climbed atop me, his dick roughly brushing my pussy. I stared in his eyes, and I could see hints of mischief and wanton alongside his smirk
I couldn't help but squeal in delight and his evil smirk. He only had this look during sex, and only when he wanted to achieve something ravaging with me
"Baby, fuck me all you want!! Do with me what you please!! I'm your fucking bitch!! Use me!!", I pleaded, and his smirk grew into a sinister grin.
All of a sudden, he began licking my sweaty, maId-up face like a hungry, excited dog who had just seen a bone. He used his tongue to wipe my face from my forehead to my jaw, not minding the amount of makeup he had in his mouth. He kept licking my face until I was dripping with both sweat and saliva.
I literally couldn't use my face, or the organs on my face. I couldn't see. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't talk. I tried to push my face away from his mouth to find some breathing space, but I only succeeded in getting choked till I couldn't breath, and my jaw held tightly under his strong grip.
"Ba... Baby-"
I couldn't finish my sentence. Immediately I finally managed to open my mouth to speak, I got my mouth filled and drilled with his tongue.
He gave me a nasty French kiss, sucking on my tongue, pouring saliva into my mouth, and using his tongue to wipe my mouth, as if trying to find a lost treasure. He got his tongue so deep in my throat, that I began to choke.
He was satisfied with the disaster he had turned my face into, and he licked his way down to my chest area.
He began wetting my dense nipples with his tongue, sending my warm, tingling sensations down my spine.
"Baby, I want morrreeeeee!!! Suck it, Enzo!! Suck the fuck out of it!!! Suck it silly!!!", I begged him.
He smirked again. I had no idea that he had other plans.
He went down on my boobs, bit it with all the strength his jaw could produce, sending rippling, cold, sharp agony through my whole body.
"Ffffuuuuuuuuuuuuucccccckkkkkk!!!!!!! him!!!!", I cried in genuine agony. I felt like I just had my breast electrocuted. I couldn't stop tears from falling off my face.
He knew it hurt me, but he couldn't care less. He was going to satisfy his teeth with my nipples.
He began biting on it over and over, sending severe jolts of anguish down my spine.
This was what I asked for. Even if I wanted to run away, I couldn't get out of the bed, unless he let me. He had his whole frame on my body, so I was practically stuck under him.
"Enzoooo!!! Please, stoooooppp!!! That feels so gooooooooooodddd!!!", I wailed in pain as he kept tormenting me, munching on both my nipples, going down on them as hard as his teeth could dig.
He went from one nipple to the other, manhandling them as rough as he could with his hands. He kept chewing on my mind until I was sure he began to taste blood while on them.
I tried to push his head away, but he wasn't budging. He continued sucking on my boobs until he was tired.
Despite the fact that he didn't care, he still needed to find a way to get my mind off the hurt. He needed to find another form of pleasure for me that would probably distract my mind from thinking about the hurt.
A devilish idea got to his mind
While I was trying to get myself out of his frame and get myself out of this unbearable pain, I felt him suddenly drive his fingers into my pussy again, giving me a fresh ripple of warm sensation, causing me to forget the pain I was feeling in my breast.
I kept getting finger-fucked by and bitten at my tits by him at the same time. He drilled me with his fingers over and over and played with my clits, as he kept nibbling and licking blood off my tits like a vampire.
I felt overwhelmed by both agony and pure sensation. I felt a lot of pain on my chest region, but him was managing to finger fuck my really good as he chewed on my tits.
He was finally exhausted from all the work he had done on my body. But instead of getting off my body to take some time to breathe, he mounted me in a missionary position. my pussy was already wet from all the fingering, so he found it easy to slide his cock into my pussy.
I gaped as his entire length was fully slid into me.
Slowly, we began to pick up the pace. He began driving deeper and deeper into my pussy as fast he could, massaging my sore breasts as he thrusted into me.
"Fuck me, zaddy!! Fuck me some more!!! Fuck meeeeee!!", I moaned in extreme pleasure as him kept pumping into me.
While he was pumping on my pussy, he felt my walls begin to tighten around his cock. I was about to cum again.
His cock couldn't hold up much longer either.
I looked in his eyes and with metallic grey eyes.
"I'm... him... I'm about to.... him... Fuckkk!! Fuck... Me... some... More... I'm about to come cummm, baby... I'm about to cum!!! Yesss, right there!!! I'm... I'm cummmmmmiiiiinnng!!!", I moaned in pure pleasure.
"Wait for me, Francesca!! Don't you dare cum now!!! Cum with me!!!", He pleaded and fucked me even faster, until we both began suddering violently on the bed, both of us climaxing and shaking, hot liquids exiting both our systems.
We both finally collapsed on the bed, both panting heavily.
This was definitely the craziest sex I have had in my lives.
He was a beast in bed the last he fucked me, but he never knew he had this... potential, to take a lady high in the cloud, and slam me back to the reality.
As for me, I definitely wouldn't regret coming over tonight. This was some sex I couldn't get anywhere else.
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I'd been awake for the past fifteen minutes now, but I was too tired to move a single muscle.
It was as though my brain was alive, but the rest of my body was dead.
Harsh rays of sunlight found their way through the window and threatened to blind me, but I couldn't even bring myself to turn or shield my eyes on the bed.
I just sprawled on the bed, tired and aching in between my legs
Enzo fucked me into humility.
He made me reach heights of pleasure that I didn't even know existed.
I couldn't even remember how I became so loose and open for him, because I promised myself that I wasn't going to have sex with him throughout my stay in the US. But his bare touch broke every form of resistance I'd put up.
I remembered the way the demon in him vanished after sex and gently covered me with the duvet. I was tired and dozed off almost immediately, but I still felt his presence over me. His warm breath over my neck was the last thing I felt before going to bed.
I caught myself smiling just thinking about last night.
Francesca..
Are you falling for him so soon?
Just because he fucks you the way you want it?
Remember that he is the reason you're not with your sick mother right now. He's taken your freedom away from you.
I knew I was feeling this way because no one had ever fucked me like a devil and treated me like an angel before.
I sat up on the bed and stared at the whitewashed ceiling. I couldn't stay here forever. The sex was good and all, but I couldn't spend my forever here and leave my mother to rot in Italy.
I knew there was no point begging him to let me go, so I was going to go another route instead.
I was going to ask him
I got up from the bed and walked out of my room and saw a maid walking down the hallway.
"I'm sorry", I stopped him, "do you have any idea where.... Enzo is?", I asked.
"I have no idea, Miss. Francesca. I'm sorry", he said and bowed before he left.
I watched him walk away and I couldn't help but scoff in shock.
First of all, how did he know my name?
Secondly, why did he just bow to me before leaving?
I recollected myself and began roaming to the end of the hallway in search of Enzo.
It took me fifteen minutes of searching for me to realize that he was on this floor and I was tired at this point.
Still determined to find him, I took the stairs to the ground floor and continued searching for him in that hallway.
I was exasperated at this point and had already given up, concluding that I'd see him tomorrow when I saw a small door at the end of the hallway left ajar.
Curious, I walked through the door and it revealed a dim circular stairway leading to an underground basement.
I needed no one to let me know that I wasn't supposed to be here, but a part of me wanted to know where this place led to.
I took a step down the stairway and it made an echo. It was so quiet, I heard my own heartbeat.
I was shaking, but I stealthily found my way down the stairway, and it led to a doorway.
I stood at the doorway and through the darkness I managed to see two figures - one of them was the person I was searching for, and the other was tied to a chair, bloodied badly.