Six Months Contract With The Mafia God

She pushed his right arm against the right side of the chair and wrapped the fabric around his wrist....not tight enough to cut off circulation, but firm enough that he wasn’t going anywhere. Then she did the same with his left arm, securing him to the chair.

His fourteen-inch cock was already hardening, straining against his jeans.

Eve smiled....a fierce, wild smile that made his heart stop.

She reached for his belt and unbuckled it slowly. Drew it out through the loops with deliberate care. Then she unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down, leaving him in just his black boxer briefs.

The outline of his cock was obvious through the fabric.

Eve looked at it for a long moment, her expression unreadable.

Then she hooked her fingers into the waistband of his boxers and pulled them to the side.

His monstrous cock sprang free, already fully hard, already leaking....and Eve’s breath caught.

”Jesus,” she whispered.

”Eve....” Dimitri started, but she was already moving.

She sank to her knees between his spread thighs, and without preamble, without teasing, she took him into her mouth.

The sensation was almost too much....her warm mouth, her tongue working him, her throat relaxing to accommodate his size.

Dimitri’s head fell back against the chair.

”Untie me,” he said, his voice hoarse.

Eve didn’t respond. Just kept working him, her hand gripping the base while her mouth worked the head, her tongue swirling in ways that made him see stars.

”Baby, untie me,” he said again, pulling against the restraints. ”I need to touch you. Please, untie me.”

”No,” Eve said, pulling back just enough to speak. ”This is my turn, remember? This is my revenge.”

She went back to it then....deeper, faster, more intense. Taking him until she gagged slightly, then pulling back and doing it again. Establishing a rhythm that was designed to drive him absolutely insane.

Dimitri pulled against his restraints, testing them, finding them solid.

”You can’t....fuck, Eve, this isn’t fair....”

”Fair?” She pulled back, looked at him with fire in her eyes. ”You fucked me for hours to keep me from leaving. You didn’t care what I wanted. You just knew that if you made me come enough times, I’d stay. So now I get to do the same thing to you.”

She went back to his cock, and this time she used her hands and her mouth in tandem....creating a pace that was absolutely relentless.

Dimitri felt his orgasm building....felt it rising like a wave that was going to destroy him if he let it....and he clenched every muscle to hold it back.

”Don’t you dare come,” Eve said, pulling back. Her voice was commanding in a way he’d never heard before. ”You don’t get to come. Not until I say you can.”

She stood and walked away from him.

Dimitri watched, helpless and bound, as she walked to the wardrobe and removed her clothes.

The shirt he’d dressed her in.

Nothing underneath.

She was completely naked, and she was looking at him like he was a meal she was about to devour.

Eve walked to the bed....the king-size bed with the white duvet, and climbed on, positioning herself so he had a perfect view.

”Watch me,” she said.

Then she spread her legs.

Dimitri could see everything....the slickness of her arousal, the perfect pink of her pussy, the way her entire body was flushed with need.

She brought her hand down and slid one finger inside herself.

Dimitri’s entire body convulsed against the restraints.

”Oh God....” he breathed.

”Watch me,” Eve repeated, her eyes locked on his face. ”This is what you get. You get to watch what you’ve been denied because you decided to control me instead of trust me.”

She added another finger, began working herself with deliberate slowness.

Her hips began moving in rhythm with her hand.

Dimitri could see her building toward something, could read the subtle shifts in her breathing, the way her breasts rose and fell, the slight arch of her back.

”Say my name,” she commanded.

”Eve....”

”No. Say my name while you’re watching me fuck myself. Say it while you’re tied to that chair completely unable to touch me. Say it while you’re desperate and hard and dying to come inside me.”

She increased her pace, her fingers moving faster, her entire body rocking with the motion.

”Eve,” Dimitri said hoarsely. ”Fuck, Eve, you’re so beautiful....”

”Tell me you’re sorry,” she said, her voice breathless now. ”Tell me you’re sorry for lying to me. Tell me you’re sorry for treating me like something to manage instead of someone to trust.”

”I’m sorry,” Dimitri said. ”I’m so fucking sorry, Eve. I’m sorry for every lie. I’m sorry for not trusting you. I’m sorry....”

She came with a scream.

Her entire body convulsed, her back arched off the bed, and she screamed his name so loud it echoed through the hotel room.

”Dimitri....oh God....Dimitri....”

And that was when Dimitri broke.

Literally broke.

The fabric restraints snapped under his force, and he lunged toward the bed as Eve was still coming down from her orgasm.

He didn’t untie himself completely....just enough to free his hands.

The chair flew backward as he moved toward her.

Eve’s eyes went wide with something that wasn’t fear. Something that was anticipation.

”Dimitri....” she started, but he was already on her.

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POV: DIMITRI

The monster was unleashed.

There was no other way to describe it.

Dimitri flipped her onto her back and drove into her without preamble, without the careful control he usually maintained.

This was raw. This was desperate. This was a man who’d been denied for too long and had finally snapped.

”You want to play games with me?” His voice was a growl. ”You want to see what happens when you tease the Devil?”

Eve gasped as he filled her completely, her entire body jolting from the force of it.

”I’m sorry....” Dimitri said, and it came out almost like a prayer between thrusts. ”I’m sorry for lying. I’m sorry for not trusting you. I’m sorry.....”

”Don’t apologize,” Eve said, her nails digging into his back. ”Just fuck me. Show me you mean it.”