Leah's Seduction: 4 (Gianni and Leah - Leah's Seduction) (7 page)

Chapter 13

Leah clutched at the edge of the tablecloth as Gianni stroked higher. But he stopped. “It’s so hot to see you in such a state,” he whispered in her ear, and she closed her eyes. If he touched her where she was wet, she couldn’t be responsible for her actions.

The upscale restaurant, the noise of customers talking to each other at their tables, the soft clinking of dishes—all fell into the background. Leah floated in a reality of her own, with every nerve ending alive.

Gianni grazed his lips across her cheek, then removed his hand. She looked up at him, seeing lust in his eyes. But he didn’t respond. Clearly, he wasn’t going to give her relief anytime soon. Shifting in her chair, Leah felt the tiny balls move, and her clit begged for attention.

“Are you ready to order?”

Leah hadn’t even noticed the waiter until he spoke.

Handing the menu to him, Gianni rattled off an order, and the waiter nodded. “Excellent choice, sir.” Then he left them alone, again.

Gianni fingered the back of Leah’s neck while he sipped his wine. She took the opportunity to take a gulp of hers, needing something to numb her. But it didn’t work. The buzz from the wine magnified her need.

In a deep voice, Gianni said, “Are you enjoying yourself?”

Leah struggled to find her voice. “You know I am. But this is…”

“What, baby?” He touched her cheek, brushing back a loose tendril.

“It’s intense,” she said. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to resist coming apart the instant you touch me.”

“You won’t come unless I say so,” he said sternly.

She took another drink of wine, and willed her body to calm down. When the food arrived, Leah welcomed it. The presentation and the exquisite smells enveloped her. And for a few moments, she wasn’t swamped with sexual sensation.

It was a four-course dinner, consisting of shaved duck, lobster lasagna, and black sea bass, followed by dessert. The meal was excellent, and was a sensory backdrop to her sexual arousal. The bass had a crispy skin, and was accompanied by mushrooms, water chestnuts, and oriental spices.

Savoring each bite, Leah glanced at Gianni frequently, observing his enjoyment. Even the way he ate turned her on. She watched his lips as the fork went in, and she thought of feeding him with her fingers. Before her mind drifted to more decadent fantasies, Leah turned away.

With the wine, the food, the romantic atmosphere, and the ever-shifting golden balls, Leah was a bit crazed. She put down her fork and took a deep breath.

“How is your meal?” Gianni said.

“Delicious.” But she knew being with Gianni later would be even better.

Thankfully, he ate only a couple of bites of dessert, then said, “Are you ready to go?” His tone was the same he used in the bedroom.

“Yes, please.”

*****

It was a relief to walk into the dark condo.
Now
Gianni would touch her, relieve her torment. She hoped. He stepped behind and slipped her coat from her shoulders, then ran his palms down her bare arms.

When he kissed the back of her neck, Leah closed her eyes, her breathing already ragged. Gianni turned her around and loosened the clip in her hair, letting it fall around her shoulders. He buried his hands in her hair, pulling her close. The deep kiss sent heat flooding to her core, and she stroked her tongue along his wantonly.

His hot mouth, the intimacy, satisfied a deep need. The taste of Gianni and the desire he conveyed in the kiss made her knees weak. Leah wrapped her arms around his neck, and his hand slid down her spine. He rested his palm in the curve of her waist, making her wish he would reach under her dress.

When he pulled back, Leah whimpered, unwilling to lose him.

“You’ll need to delay a little longer,” he said. “You may think your agony has reached its height…but it hasn’t.”

On shaky legs, Leah let him lead her to the bedroom. It was cast in shadows from the city lights playing against the walls of windows. Gianni stripped off his clothes, and the sight of his naked body in the dim light was irresistible.

Leah remained dressed, and watched as he opened a side drawer to retrieve a paddle. It was rectangular, not too large, and covered with suede. Butterflies fought in her stomach. Could she take any more?

Walking over to her, Gianni placed his hand on her cheek. “This is not for punishment. You did very well this evening.”

Leah glowed from his praise.

“With the tiny balls inside you, when I spank you, it will create a whole new sensation.” His eyes showed no emotion. “But, as always, if it’s too much, you must say your word, and I will stop.”

She voiced the word, although she had no intention of using it. “Poetry.”

“Yes, baby.” He gave her a tender kiss, then grabbed a long pillow roll from the headboard and laid it along the edge of the bed. Gianni edged her skirt up to her waist, and the cool air of the room flowed lightly over her sensitive tissues. “Bend over the bolster.”

The bed was high, and the mattress reached the tops of her thighs. She stood beside the bed and bent over the pillow. It supported her abdomen, and served to make her ass readily available. With her chest on the bed, Leah stretched her arms over her head.

“You look so sexy draped over that pillow, with your dress still on and wearing the stilettos. My God, baby.” Gianni put his hand on her bare ass, and the heat of his touched seared into her. Then she felt his mouth on her.

The way she was leaned over, Leah knew her pussy was fully exposed. When his tongue raked over her wet sex, she muffled a cry. He expected a lot if he thought she wouldn’t come. Then he stopped. Gianni kissed over her ass and along her inner thighs, before moving away.

He put one hand on her low spine, and Leah knew it was coming. She bunched the sheets in her hands to hold on, and closed her eyes. The golden balls were still working their magic, and after having Gianni’s lips on her, she was close to coming unglued.

She didn’t know if he would allow her the orgasm she was desperate for. Gianni hadn’t said.

He pulled her hair to the side, and she opened her eyes. “You can come, baby. You will
have
to come when this paddle hits your ass, and those balls start moving.”

Leah bit her lower lip and nodded.

With his hand in the curve at the base of her spine, Gianni touched the suede paddle to her ass. Then
whap
, he smacked her. It wasn’t too hard; it didn’t need to be. The jarring motion made the balls go crazy inside her, and her body was electrified with sensation.

Gianni struck on the lower part of her bared ass, just above her pussy, so the impact radiated straight through her core. Leah panted and whimpered. It felt too good, amazingly good. Her nipples dug into the dress she still wore, and heat flooded her lower body.

Her ass was alive with sensation, and with each spank of the paddle, Leah’s arousal soared. There was no way to subdue her response. Gianni was in control. He stopped spanking for a second, leaving her to reel with stimulation.

Then he spanked again, precisely, just in the right spot. The strength of the blows was enough to vibrate her sex, but did not hurt. The power of the vibration and the taunting balls inside her made her explode.

Leah screamed, long and loud. The paddling got slower, softer, as she came apart. Her muscles clenched, and her pussy tightened on the balls, squeezing hard. Her clit turned marble hard, painfully so, before releasing into the limitless pleasure.

Panting, she rode the waves of her climax, delirious with the ecstasy of it. When she collapsed, she felt Gianni gently pull the golden balls out of her. He removed the pillow and lifted her into his arms.

When she could breathe again, Gianni removed her clothes. It was like a dream. First the stilettos came off, then her necklace. He unzipped the dress, and guided her to stand so he could take it off. When she was naked, he pulled her into his arms.

Pressed against him, Leah used his strength for support. She was deliciously weak, but her body hummed with pleasure. Gianni stroked her hair, making her craving for him surge. She reached up to touch his lips and gaze into his eyes.

Gianni lifted her onto the bed, placing her on her back. He straddled her and, grasping Leah’s wrists, spread her arms wide. Leaning down, he kissed her. At first the touch was soft, but became increasingly passionate, until his mouth was over hers as if to consume her.

With him leaned down, Leah could feel his heat pressed against her abdomen, and she wanted him inside her. She couldn’t wait. “Take me,” she gasped. “Please.”

Gianni hesitated, but his blue eyes glistened.

“Please,” she repeated. “I need you so badly. I am begging you…I beg you.” She pleaded, and for a fraction of a second, Leah feared he might not give her what she asked for. Maybe she hadn’t begged hard enough.

Gianni fisted his thick cock, and she drank in the sight. He was so virile, so damn sexy. He notched the swollen knob into her, and Leah moaned. She pushed up to take him deeper. Easing into her, he stretched her, turning her on so much that she couldn’t get him deep enough.

Arching her back, Leah pressed up to bury him inside her. Gianni was panting, and there was a sheen of sweat on his brow. He rocked back, then pumped into her again, hard. Clawing at his back, Leah dug into his skin, and wrapped her legs around his hard ass, pressing him to her.

Gianni pounded into her. “Harder,” she cried. “Harder.”

He put his hands under her knees and bent them, angling them toward her chest. Open to him that way, Leah’s pussy was shallower, and she felt the plunges of his cock with more ferocity. She gripped his shoulders.

Her breasts bounced as he fucked her, and Gianni rubbed his palm across her distended nipples. He groaned as he thrust, and it was an erotic, masculine sound. Leah matched the rhythm of his motions, taking all he would give her.

Her need was so strong that no matter how hard or fast he fucked her, Leah wanted more. Deep inside, her core clenched, and her abs tightened. She gripped his cock, and Gianni yelled out. The cry unraveled Leah’s last shred of restraint and pushed her to climax.

As her sex pulsed around his cock, Gianni exploded. His body turned to steel, and he poured his cum inside her. Panting hard, they spiraled to the top, locked together. And he continued to stroke her long after they peaked. When Leah’s heart began to calm, she sighed.

Gianni nuzzled against her neck, still buried in her, and seemingly unable to move. Leah’s body glowed, and her heart swelled as she held him close. Too limp to move, she couldn’t convey how she felt. But she was sure he knew.

Then he lifted his head, his blue eyes soft. “You are amazing.”

Leah smiled and touched his cheek. “You drive me crazy.”

He kissed her lips, and the scent of sex wafted over her. Leah wasn’t anxious to move. She didn’t want the moment to pass. She was where she wanted to be, with the man she adored. Satisfaction didn’t begin to describe how she felt.

Gianni looked at her, and she saw emotion in his eyes. For a moment, Leah thought he was going to say it, and maybe he almost did. But the words didn’t come. Their gazes locked, and her heart skipped a beat. Yet there was only silence. But the bond between them was strong. Leah could feel it, and the look in Gianni’s eyes said that he felt it too.

*****

Later that night, Leah woke up and reached for Gianni. He wasn’t in bed. Moonlight streamed into the room, but it was quiet. Sliding out of the sheets, she put on a robe and left the cozy room. Heading down the hall, she stopped.

A few feet ahead stood Gianni. He was in front of the locked room, staring at the door. Leah held her breath when he turned to look at her. But he said nothing. She stepped closer.

With her hand on his arm, Leah said, “Why do you keep that room locked?”

Sadness flooded his eyes, but he didn’t answer. Gianni shook her hand loose and strode away. She followed him down the hall, and sat in a chair next to him. He wouldn’t look at her.

“You need to tell me,” she said.

He glared at her. “No. I
don’t
.”

Tears welled in her eyes at the sharpness of his voice. “Gianni, please. After what we shared tonight…you must know there’s nothing you can’t tell me.”

As if realizing he had reacted too harshly, his eyes softened. He took her hand. “I will, baby. I will.” The pain in his eyes wrenched her heart. He didn’t speak for a moment, then he glanced out the window, as if wishing to be far away.

With a sigh, Gianni turned to look at her again. He kissed her palm, holding it to his lips for several seconds. “I don’t want to hurt you. You have to know that.”

“I know that. I don’t doubt you. Just tell me why you keep the room locked. Does it have something to do with a woman?”

He stiffened. “I will tell you…when I’m ready.” Gianni pulled her onto his lap and she rested her head on his shoulder. There was nothing else she could do right then. He said he would tell her. Leah just hoped it would be soon.

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