Chapter 5

BELLA’s POV

“Good girl.’’ Domenico’s voice echoed in the darkness of the room.

Before I could utter a word, the vibrator slammed down onto my slick center, accompanied by the firm, relentless pressure of his fingers spreading my heat wide.

My breath caught in my throat.

My body trembled intensely.

I broke.

My back arched off the leather table so hard my spine nearly snapped, a high, shattered shriek tearing from my throat as the delayed climax finally hit me like a freight train.

Spasms ripped through my lower belly, wave after wave of intense, blinding friction washing over my…