The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)
Bride 52

Chapter 52

The room felt colder than usual as I bent over, fingers barely touching the floor.

My heart pounded in my chest, blood rushing to my ears.

I could feel Silas behind me, he had pushed up from his chair just to stand behind me and I couldn't do anything about it.

Time stretched, and I held my breath, waiting, unsure of what lie was going to do.

He was watching me, like a predator waiting for the right moment to strike..

When I had hesitated to do what he wanted, he stared at me.

Suddenly, his hand pressed against the small of my back, firmly, keeping me in place. "Keep still," He ordered.

His palm on my back was warm, making me gasp softly

He leaned in, his breath hot against my ear and he whispered, "You look perfect like this."

Heat rushed to my face, a mix of embarrassment and something else I couldn't name.

His words twisted something in me, and I bit my lips. An attempt to control myself.

I wasn't sure if it was shame or arousal fueling the fire spreading through me, but I couldn't deny the way my body responded to him.

His hand slid lower, over the curve of my ass, and my breath caught in my throat.

His touch was possessive, claiming, and I hated how much I wanted more of it

I clenched my teeth, trying to stop my legs from trembling.

Was this the same person that I hated?

I wondered to myself, wondering why we were watching him.

"Is this what you wanted?" His voice was low, a murmur that made my heart race even faster,

"To push me until I remind you who's in control?" He asked, waiting for an answer.

I wanted to speak but I couldn't. I didn't trust myself to do so.

Instead, I shook, barely able to meet his gaze, knowing how ridiculous it would sound if I tried to explain.

He chuckled, a deep sound that seemed to vibrate through me, and his hand slipped beneath my dress, fingers trailing along my skin.

You agreed to do whatever I asked?" He whispered, his fingers inching closer to thr sensitive skin between my thighs.

o prove it."

Prove it?

How?

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I swallowed hard, my body betraying me with the way it responded to his touch.

Even through the thin fabric of my panties, I could feel my core throbbing and I clenched my thighs

He smirked, clearly amused by my reaction.

"Already so wet for me. Do you even know what you're asking for, Katrina?"

I whimpered, hating the way my body answered for me. His fingers pressed harder, rubbing slow circles against me, and I couldn't stop the soft moan that slipped from my lips. I wanted to light it, wanted to resist the way he made me feel, but it

was no use.

"Tell me what you wan" His voice was softer now, but the command was still there, unspoken but clear.

"L... I want... I stammered, struggling to keep my thoughts together. "Please..."

I could barely piece together my thoughts."

He chuckled again. his fingers moving just enough to drive me insane but never giving me what I really needed. "Good girl. But you're going to have to earn it." Before I could comprehend what was happening, he tugged my panties down, the fabric sliding to my ankles.

And then, without warning, his fingers were inside me.

I gasped, my body jerking forward as he filled me with his fingers, making me breathless.

My hands gripped the edge of the desk in front of me as I struggled to stand still..

His other hand pressed firmly against my back to keep me still

"Don't move," he ordered, his voice sharp.

I nodded my head, doing my best not to cry out

Each thrust of his fingers was maddening, pushing me closer to the edge but never quite letting me fall

He was doing the same thing he did the last time. Making me want more without giving me the satisfaction I want.

It was maddening, the way he controlled every sensation, every breath I took.

"How does it feel. Katrina?" He asked, his breath hot against my neck.

"It feels it feels so good." I whispered, barely able to get the words out.

"Does it?" he asked, and there was something dark in his tone, something that made my body tremble even more.

He added another finger, stretching me in a way that had me gasping for air, barely able to stay on my feet.

"Yes," I moaned, my voice barely above a whisper. "Please... don't stop.

I didn't expect to see myself beg for something for this.

Silas chuckled, his lips brushing against my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

"I won't stop," he promised, his voice a low growl.

*But you need to remember something, Katrina. When I do this when I make you feel this way... it's not because you asked. It's because I allow it,"

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I understood just exactly what he meant.

He could deny me pleasure if he saw the need to.

His fingers curled inside me, hitting a spot that made me cry out my body buckling under the intensity of it all.

"You belong to me," he whispered, his words like a promise.

"...I belong to you," I whispered hack, my voice breaking as the pressure inside me built, threatening to spill over,

"Good girl" he murmured, and with our final push, I felt.

My body trembled as waves of pleasure crashed over me

I cried out, completely undone by his touch.

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Fianlly, Silas pulled his fingers out of me and I fell forward, catching myself on the desk as I tried to steady my breathing.

My entire body felt like it was on fire, and yet I craved more

My heart thundered in my chest, my breathing laboured as I struggled to breath

I had tears in the corner of my eyes, but I still wanted more.

Any more of Silas coild destroy me, but I didn't mind.

I could feel my pussy throbbing painfully, but it wanted something else.

Silas straightened up behind me, his fingers grazing the small of my back in a possessive manner

"Now," he said

"Let's see if you're really ready to follow my rules."