Falling For The Mafia Dom: The Botticelli Brotherhood (The Botticelli Brotherhood Series Book 4) by J.L. Quick

Author:J.L. Quick [Quick, J.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-04T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

SALVATORE

Ellie is doing so fucking well.

Better than I would have ever expected.

She has perfectly followed each command that I have given her. She counts each strike and not once has her gaze attempted to leave the spot on the floor in front of her.

My hand resting at the base of her spine, I can feel her gently trembling beneath me. Her body reacting to the looming final strike with a mixture of fear, anticipation, and unwavering need.

Lifting the paddle, it swings through the air. The sound of it hitting her skin cracks through the air and she cries out, “Five.”

Placing the paddle on the bench by her feet, my hand rubs over her red, warm flesh.

“Demonstration over,” my voice firm but not overtly loud for Ellie’s comfort, “Everyone out.”

Caressing a quiet and quivering Ellie, the people watching quickly and quietly leave the room. The last of them pulling the door shut behind them.

Gliding my fingers along her spine, I walk to the edge of the bench. My fingers under her chin I lift her head as I kneel before her. Swiping the hair from her face, her eyelids heavy, she looks up at me with a lust filled gaze.

“Do you want more?” I question while tucking hair behind her ear.

“Yes,” she tentatively exhales the word.

“Do you want to come?” The need in her eyes visible in response to my question.

“Puh…Please,” she breathily begs.

“Count four more for me like the good little girl you are,” my fingers gingerly trail along her cheek, but my words are demanding, “Show me how you can take it and I’ll give you what you need.”

“Four more,” she repeats quietly as I make my way back to the paddle.

Before lifting it from the bench, I grab the strings of Ellie’s underwear and slide them down her thighs to her knees. My left hand travels back up her thigh and I slide it under her stomach and between her thighs as my right lifts the paddle from the bench. I strike.

“One,” she groans, my fingers sliding into her wet slit as the paddle strikes her ass. The pads of my fingers work over her swollen clit and I bring the paddle down on her again as she whimpers, “Two.”

Lifting the paddle, my fingers dip inside of her and she pushes back against my hand. Soaked with her arousal, I return my fingers to her clit and she squirms against my them. The paddle comes down with a crack that fills the room.

“Th…Three,” she pants as her hips needily rock against the rubbing of my fingers.

“That’s it,” my voice a deep whisper, “Let go for me. Let yourself feel it all.”

Swinging the paddle a final time, her whole body quivers, tears stream down her face, when she cries out her release as she comes.

I take a seat on the bench next to her before pulling her into my lap. My arms wrapped comfortingly around her body, I hold her against my chest, loving the feel of her soft body against mine.

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