Eileen reacted a beat too late, trying to push him away with both hands, but Cesare interlocked his fingers with hers and pinned them to the bed. His fiery red eyes bore into hers, glowing with a terrifying intensity.
"A husband must listen to his wife, after all. Is there anything else?"
He smiled with those blazing eyes.
"I'm going to make you c*m until you can't c*m anymore, Eileen."
Before Eileen could even process the chilling promise, Cesare surged forward. Her entire world narrowed down to a chaotic dance of pain and a desperate struggle for breath. The gentleness he'd shown earlier was a cruel illusion, a calculated prelude to this brutal assault.
Each forceful thrust sent a jolt of agony ripping through her. Her body, caught off guard by the sudden shift in violence, convulsed with each brutal intrusion.
