A Starlet in Venice

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fingers and the bullet.
    I bit my lip. It didn’t hurt, but it felt very present in my ass. Liam’s fingers stroked the knob, then he pulled it out and pushed it back in, fucking me slowly with the plug.
    Each nerve ending in my anal passage came alive, and my pussy dripped in response. My eyes must have widened, because Liam looked at my expression and chuckled. “Having fun?” His voice was deep, and I could hear pride mixed with amusement in his tone.
    “I didn’t think it would feel so good,” I breathed.
    “Let’s make it feel better,” he smiled. He rolled the condom over his dick, and pushed it into me in one stroke. “Ah fuck, rabbit,” he groaned.
    I couldn’t form words. I’d never felt fuller in my life. His hard dick in my pussy, the plug in my ass. I was so wet, so slick. I heard the slurping sounds my body made as it protested when he pulled out, and welcomed him back in. I was greedy, so very greedy. I wanted him buried in me, and I never wanted to let go.
    Each hard stroke punched me into my core. I whimpered. I moaned. I drowned in pleasure. I pushed my hips up and begged for more. His hands held my hips down. His eyes locked on mine. “Tia,” he growled.
    “Liam,” I breathed.
    I knew this man. He’d been my friend for the last year. I’d seen a glimpse of this side when he’d spanked me and fucked me the other night, but tonight, I saw it more clearly. Tonight, he’d owned my body effortlessly. He owned my heart and he owned my soul.
    I threw back my head and surrendered to the pleasure. I heard the slap of his body pounding into mine, and I felt the reverberations in the throbbing of my nipples, in my clitoris, in the beat of my heart. In that moment, I dropped my walls, every single one of them, and I let all the emotion I felt show in my eyes. I loved Liam. I let it shine through in my gaze.
    He kissed me. All evening, his kisses had been gentle, but he wasn’t gentle now. His mouth claimed me. His fingers danced on my clitoris. His dick slammed into my body.
    “I’m coming,” I breathed.
    “Ask permission.” It was an order by my Dominant.
    “Sir,” I moaned. “May I come? Please?”
    He contemplated. His cock never let up on the pounding it was giving my willing, needy, dripping pussy. “Please,” I begged again.
    His fingers pushed harder on my clitoris, moved faster. I whimpered. I couldn’t hold back, but I really wanted to make Liam proud of me. “Sir,” I moaned. I could hear the jagged desperation in my voice, the almost complete unravelling.
    “Come.”
    And that was it. With his permission, I shattered.
    Through a haze, I heard him groan. “Rabbit, I can feel every muscle quiver in your body,” he growled. I felt him pound into me, harder, faster, grabbing me firmly by the hips and holding me tight as he climaxed as well. I felt him pull out, and I whimpered in protest, but he didn’t go far. He removed the condom, tied it off and tossed it in the trashcan by the side of the bed, then he came and lay down next to me, pulling me into his arms.
    I felt our hearts beat. Almost in rhythm, I thought poetically. And then, I giggled. “Sir?” I asked him with a grin. “There’s still a butt plug in my ass. “
    He laughed as well. “I’d like to tell you it’s all part of a grand plan,” he said ruefully, pulling it out and setting it aside, “but I forgot.” He kissed me. “Check in with me. How are you doing?”
    I snuggled into his shoulder. “I had no idea,” I whispered into his body. “That it could be so intense and so good. Was I okay? Was I a good submissive?”
    “Rabbit,” he said solemnly, “You were amazing. I am the luckiest guy in the world.”
    I fell asleep in his arms.

Chapter 12
     
    Liam:
    It wasn’t all training sessions, of course. We went for walks. I cooked meals. We went shopping together. She had her own apartment, but I did my best to ensure she spent hardly any time there. I’d a year of wanting this woman. I wanted

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