7. Little one

Matteo Valentino

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I was fascinated by the little angel before me. I wanted to figure out her thought process. I wanted to know what was going on in her head. I wanted to know what she was thinking about as she came to the realization that she may be interested in BDSM after all.

I had an early morning tomorrow, but I just couldn't resist her even if she wasn't doing anything. Her innocence was coming off her in waves and it was doing sinful things to my dick. I wanted to taint her. I wanted to mark her as mine. I was sure my brother would like her as well. Hopefully, she would be open to the idea of both of us.

It was a rare kink we had; sharing our sexual partners and not everyone was welcoming to it, which made it hard to find a perfect slave.

I stared at her. She stared at me. I tapped my feet in impatience. I was known to be a lot of things, but a patient man was not one of them. "Cara," I called out, getting ticked off by her silence. "What did I tell you about answering my q