Brie Visits Master's Italy (After Graduation, #7)

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herself in his gaze and nodded automatically.
    He smirked, “That’s right, princess. I control you.” He whipped out a piece of rope and bound her wrists before lifting her arms above her head and slipping it over the end of a broken branch.
    Sir stood back and admired her stretched form.
    “Don’t look at me,” Brie snapped.
    “Not only will I look at you,” he stated. “I will touch you.” He brushed her nipples and slipped his hand between her legs, forcing a finger into her pussy. She gasped, pressing against the tree as she tried not to give into her lust for him.
    “I feel your excitement. Your cunt tells no lies.” He pulled his finger out and ran her wetness across Brie’s lips. “Taste.”
    She licked her lips and sampled her salty sweetness before turning her head away as if in disgust.
    He grabbed her chin and licked her lips. “Luscious…”
    Sir thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, plundering her like the pirate he was. Brie’s body betrayed her, eagerly responding to his aggressive nature. It knew him too well to deny her Master pleasure.
    “You are a wanton creature,” he teased, leaving her desperate and needy as he looked around as if searching for something. Once he spotted what he was looking for, he left her, stating, “Your captor has better things to do.”
    Sir walked off leaving Brie bound to the tree. She sighed in contented frustration. She loved the way Sir played with her.
    Brie watched curiously as he walked up to a crooked olive tree that split into two rickety fingers. He picked up something in the crook of the base and studied it. Then he counted out his steps as he walked further away from her.
    When Sir finally stopped, he rolled a large rock over in a sandy gullet. He knelt on the sand and began digging with his hands.
    Brie shook her head, wondering what the heck he was up to. After many minutes of laborious work, she heard him cry out in triumph. She was dying to know what he’d found.
    Thankfully, Sir satisfied her curiosity by walking back to her hoisting a small chest over his shoulder, wearing a charming grin. It gave him a delightfully boyish appearance.
    He put down the old chest and unlatched the rusty closure. Before opening the lid, he looked up at Brie and explained, “My father and I came out here to fish and play pirates every summer when I was a boy. He always hid something in the chest for me to find. I didn’t think there would be anything this time but old habits die hard. I had to check, but I can’t imagine what he put in here.”
    Brie watched in fascination as he lifted the lid.
    “Ah.” Sir pulled out a bottle covered in sand. He wiped off the label and then sat down on the grass, shaking his head. “ Papà …”
    Brie watched silently from the tree, wishing she was free to go to him.
    Sir held the bottle and stared at it as if he was being bombarded with memories. Finally, he shared, “It is tradition in my family to share a bottle of Brunello di Montalcino as a rite of passage when a boy became a man. My father must have buried it when he visited my grandparents after his last European tour…” He added quietly, “How could he know he would never return?”
    “Oh, Sir…” she said sorrowfully.
    “No, Brie. I will not mourn him on this island.” He looked into the trunk and took out a corkscrew. “I can think of an appropriate use for this wine.” He stared at her as he licked his lips. “And I think he would approve.”
    Sir uncorked the old bottle with a satisfying pop and took a long sniff, closing his eyes to take in the bouquet. “Amazingly, it is still sweet.” He lifted the bottle up and nodded at the sky before taking a swig. “Ahh… that’s fine wine, Papà .”
    Sir walked over to Brie and shared the drink with her by taking another long draught from the bottle before kissing her. Red wine flooded her mouth with hints of musky berries and vanilla. She smiled when he pulled away. “That’s delicious,

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