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OMG. OMFG. OMFG!!! I just found THIS and already became my newest addiction: a SUPER-HOT Ignazio Boschetto FanFic. *I need air* *I need a cold shower* *I need to read some more of it* ****************************************************************************************** Boschetto's Fifty Shades Darker - CHAPTER 3 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/242151997-boschetto%27s-fifty-shades-darker-chapter-3 "Turn around, stand with your legs apart, your hands up against the wall." He ordered, putting put both hands on your waist to help spin you around. You could feel yourself starting to tremble. As you were frantically trying to calm your breathing you realised he was speaking. He'd obviously noticed your panicked state. "Why are you shaking?" You could feel the heat of his breath on your neck. "Are you scared?" There was an incredulous, impatient tone in his voice, but when you only managed a whimper in response he added more gently, "Don't be, I'm not going to hurt you." He must have dropped to his knees; you could feel him running his hands up your thigh highs so gently he was barely even touching you. It seemed like his touch was intensified a thousand times by the blindfold covering your eyes - you didn't know where or when it was next going to happen. You squeezed your eyes shut and pressed your cheek against the wall, relishing the coolness it found there. He started to drag his lips along the tops of your thighs where the thigh highs ended and your skin began. You still felt nervous but the sensation was almost unbearably pleasurable. Your heart was beating so hard you thought it might burst out of your chest. You weren't sure how much more you could take. You vaguely registered a strangled incoherent sound as it escaped your lips. You were wishing you had something to cling to when you heard him laugh - it was a dark seductive sound that affected you in the most unspeakable ways. You realised then that he enjoyed this power he had over you. He knew he could reduce you to a quivering panting mess and he seemed to like doing it. "Step out of the thigh highs."

He repeated each step with the other leg, and then tantalisingly slowly he dragged your thong down, and finally he unhooked your bra. Momentarily you were aware of your state of undress but then he stood up and pressed himself against your back, wrapping his arms around you and enclosing you with his body. He grabbed your hair in his hand, curling it around his fist and using it to gently pull your head back towards him. Then he leaned forward and spoke directly into your ear.

"You have no idea what you do to me. I haven't been able to think of anything else but you since that first day when I returned to my room and found you lying on my bed." His voice sounded gravelly and strained. "You beguile me, you captivate me, you enchant me."You felt a hand creep downwards, and he began rubbing your clitoris in lazy circles. "I can't sleep for thinking about you. I can't concentrate on anything. I seem to lose all self-control when I'm near you. Every time you creep into my thoughts I become so aroused I have to stop what I'm doing." You felt like his words had spoken directly to the darkest, most sensuous part of your soul, sending a frisson of arousal shuddering through you. He was nibbling the skin on the neck, he seemed to slow the pace but he increased the pressure, you were starting to tremble again, but this time it wasn't fear induced. "I want you to cum for me now..." His words were your undoing, and despite, or possibly because of the slowness of his movements, your orgasm came upon you suddenly. You collapsed as you climaxed, your knees buckled and you were starting to fall when suddenly he caught you in his arms and carried you to the bed. "Good girl." He said, as he placed you gently on your back.  You lay there in a daze. He wasn't touching you anymore and, although you listened, you couldn't hear him. You lay still as your breathing returned to normal. You felt exposed, you felt naked. You were naked. You were feeling incredibly turned on by what was happening but also more than a little bit unnerved, you were starting to wonder about him. You'd never experienced anything like this before, never met anyone like him. You needed to reorient yourself. You raised your hands up and were about to push the blindfold off your face, but like a shot he grabbed your wrists and pulled them back down, pinning them to your sides. "No!" his voice was hard and right next to your ear. You hadn't realised he was so close. He quietly continued. "If you try to do that again, I will tie your hands to the bed." Arousal laced with fear coursed through you and, although the idea sounded indescribably erotic, you certainly didn't want him to tie you up. You didn't trust him enough for that. Yet. He let go of your wrists and you lay still, waiting. Suddenly you could feel his lips brushing along your stomach sending rippling shivers across it. "Put your arms over your head, hold the head board." His voice was quiet but compelling. Hesitantly you reached up with both your hands, and finding a metal bar you clung to it. You lay there, struggling to keep still as his hand crept up your body, in between the valley of your breasts, up to grip your neck, gently pinning you in place. His other hand drifted down past your navel, towards your groin. Your grip tightened on the bars in anticipation, and you were grateful to have something to cling to.

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