Chapter 47

　　Irina  　　Leandro locked the door. I was already wagging my hands to escape his grasp, but none of my attempts succeeded. 　　Once he was sure that I wouldn't be able to leave the room through the door, he let me slip away from his hand.  　　"You were holding me too tightly, it hurts!" I whined like a five-year-old finding a way to find fault with someone else even when it was my fault, while I slid straight into this trouble.  　　Leandro stands proudly. His eyes were ablaze with both lust and impatience.  　　"Kneel, Irina." His voice was laced with patience carefully sewn and attached to it, yet Leandro still sounded like he'd burn the world with me if I didn't follow him.  　　"Are you letting me repeat myself, Irina? Kneel now or I'll have you chained in that fucking bed and overstimulate you until you pass out." 　　I was feeling a little goofy. I wanted to cross more of his line and see when and how he'd snap at me. 　　"Leandro you know how much I love to have you fuck me. By now you shoul