Chaos In The Darkness; Salvatores's Salvation-Chapter 234: Sexually frustrated - I

Continue? So there was more to come? 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Salvatore, Evelyn tried to change his mind, "I think you should like—Oh!" A shriek left her mouth when another strike of the harsh belt came down her plump flesh.

"You were saying?" He asked while massaging the flesh that he had struck before. "Tell me Evelyn, I want to know more about what you want to say."

It seems more like an invitation to get another strike across her butt. It was more like Salvador taunting her to say something and then have a belt hit her behind.

"Nothing," she bit back her words in frustration, "I have nothing to say."

She heard a chuckle, making her frown.

"I suppose I can continue without an intrusion then," she gasped at the sudden pinch on her bum, "count, evelyn."

Her Entire body finished when another strike of the belt landed on her right ass cheek and Evelyn yelped before jumping forward but his arm wrapped itself around her waist making her stop and effectively holding her back.

"Where are you going to go, Evelyn?" His words said in a light whisper taunted her and were spoken right next to her ear making her shiver all over.

"Wh—," she gulped, " Why are you doing this?"

A small jab, playful one, by his wife was nothing that could irritate Salvatori to the extent of him doing this. So what was the reason?

"Do I need a reason to do anything, Evelyn?" He replied as he continued to massaged her burning cheek.

He absolutely did not and Evelyn knew that. If Salvatore wanted someone gone he could do it with snap of his fingers without anyone asking him why.

"Count," he pinched her butt again, "and begin from one."

"Why one when you have already hit me thrice?" Talk about injustice by the Don for his wife.

"Because I can," Evelyn gasped at the hit, harsher in nature as compared to the others, " and you did not count when I asked you to."

"One," she counted in a shaky voice along with shaking arms and legs in anticipation of the next hit only to cry when it landed on her cheek.

"Two,"

"Five," she continued now through her tears and sniffed.

She had hardened her butt muscles slightly knowing that the hit was going to come down on it any time soon only for her to receive silence from his end. Evelyn opened her eyes but did not turn her face around.

What was h—

Her back slowly started to arch when his hand slid over from her ass cheek and towards the front.

Salvatore was changing directions and somehow it increased the trembling of her limbs even more.

"Salvatore?" She spoke his name in question asking him what he was trying to do but did not receive any reply and receiving it was the last thing on her mind anyway.

He cupped her before touching the slit and hissing, making her bite her lip.

"What a dripping cunt, Evelyn," His voice was hoarse and it made her wet, "would it like some relief?"

"Yes.."

"Ah, then, I must help." His finger dipped in her folds and Evelyn buckled over.

Slowly, he dipped them in as far as his finger would go before putting it out and taking another one making her thighs clench together.

A small, breathy moan left her throat when he pushed three of his fingers inside her, stretching her abandoned walls and filling them after a long time.

A silent moon part came through her part and lips when she felt his teeth grace the skin of her back. He bit the skin and sucked on it before licking the sting away from his tongue.

He did not stop there. His oral attack on her back continued as his fingers continued to make her mind dance to their tune.

After countless failed attacks by her hand, Evelyn was finally going to get over to the peak of pleasure that she slowly set herself as climbing. Her back started to arch more and her pelvis bumped into his almost rubbing them together in anticipation to get more of him inside her.

"Are you reaching your high, Evelyn?" his fingers came to a painfully slow motion and she cried in frustration.

"Tell me," he urged, "are you going to come, Evelyn?"

"Yes!" She answered harshly.

"Then beg," he said before pulling out his fingers completely and keeping them on her plate. He moved them into the pace of drumming as if he was bored and passing time. "Beg me, Evelyn and I will decide if I have to let you come or not."

Beg? She scoffed mentally, still in the haze of lust. Of course he was going to take his opportunity with this one. He knew well that she had not been with any man and he was going to use it to his advantage.

Yet for the pleasure, she kept her ego aside, "Please, Salvatore," she pleaded, "please let me come."

"More, Evelyn," he pushed, "let me know how desperate you are like a dirty whore to come."

Shit, that made her more wet and she felt so.

"I.." she hesitated slightly, he was not going to let her go until his ego was satisfied. "fuck me, Salvatore. Fuck me with your fingers. Please, please male me come!"

"Hmmm," he hummed loudly and she felt the vibration of his throat over her back. He, once again, tipped inside and he hissed into her ear.

"Look at that," he cooed, "you are a whore, aren’t you?"

At this point she could actually say yes because Evelyn was well aware of her actions.

She was well aware of how she had begged and she was well aware of how she was pushing against his fingers so that they would go deeper inside her.

"No,"

The warm fingers inside her disappeared and her eyes snapped open before she whipped her head around to clear at him. "What?" She spat.

His face did not display an ounce of expression or emotions and her eyes continued to watch him as he got off the bed and stood at the edge of it.

"I said that I would decide if I should let you come or not, and I have decided that you’re not deserving enough for it."

Her glare intensified. "What?"

"Yes," he nodded before his eyes turned sharp, " and you won’t come until I agree to it."