Chapter 30
Sebastian
C allie slowly lowers herself to her knees in front of me, giving me the submission I crave. I know she doesn't want to, and the fact that she does it anyway makes my cock twitch. She looks up with those shimmering hazel eyes, and I reach down to caress her cheek before giving it a light tap.
"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue." I watch as she obeys perfectly.
She keeps her eyes on me as I slide two fingers into her mouth and press firmly on the back of her tongue. Her throat tightens around my fingers, making her choke as drool begins to slide out of the corners of her mouth. I bring my free hand up to wipe the drool across her face, admiring her beauty. The only thing I can think about right now is her crawling to the bed and begging me to fuck her.
Thoughts of her dripping cunt swaying as she crawls on her knees for me is enough to make my cock painfully hard. I pull my fingers out of her mouth, and she closes it, but I wasn't done with her. "Did I tell you to close your mouth?"
Her eyes light up, and she opens wide again, finding the familiar position with her tongue sticking out. I smile down before leaning in and spitting directly onto it. Her cheeks flush, turning the perfect shade of crimson, but she doesn't dare close her mouth this time. I watch in awe of her as the combination of our spit rolls down her tongue and drips onto her chin. She’s a mess, and I love every bit of it.
"You can close your mouth."
Reaching down, I unbutton my pants to slide both my jeans and boxers off before kicking them over to the side of the room. Her gaze leaves mine for the first time and lands on my cock, eyes lighting up with excitement. I lean in and rub it along her wet tongue, teasing her with it.
Her chest heaves up and down when I back away to step behind her. I push between her shoulder blades, guiding her face to the dirty carpet, and pull her ass up in the air. My hand slides between her legs, and just like I expected, she's drenched.
"You're so desperate, so wet. A perfect fuck toy." Her entire body shivers over my degrading words. She loves hearing them almost as much as I love saying them.
There is a small bottle of lube on the bed that I grab before squirting a copious amount on her backside. I slide my hand along the wetness coating it all the way down to her pussy and back up to her ass before slowly sliding a finger into her back hole.
"Seb," she groans, not expecting me to use this part of her.
"How many times do I have to correct you?" I say as I begin pumping my finger in and out to give her enough time to adjust .
"I... um," she starts to say but trails off as she begins to feel the pleasure. I push a second finger in, less carefully, as punishment for her not answering me, and she cries out, tightening around my fingers.
"Do you want me to use you?" I say.
"Yes, sir," she groans and finally relaxes into my touch.
My eyes roam up and down her body, and I take a moment to admire her beauty. No wonder Barrett and Kyler are obsessed with her. She's perfect. My fingers move quicker in and out of her ass, and she whimpers and moans, silently begging me for more. Every piece of her is enticing in a way I've never encountered before.
I bring my other hand down to cup her pussy, and she gasps. My fingers find their way to her clit as I rub small circles around it.
"Do you want to come, Callie?" I ask as I pick up my pace.
"Yes, please, sir," she begs, but I'm not giving her that just yet.
She is close, but it's too soon for her to get off. She isn't messy enough yet, so I pull my fingers from her and watch as her body sags over the loss of contact. She turns her head enough to be able to look back at me, and I smile down at her.
"You didn't think it would be that easy, did you, trouble?" I ask, and her eyes shine with lust.
I step away from her briefly to wash my hands before grabbing another item from the pile of toys on the bed and bending down in front of her.
"Suck," I state firmly.
Her mouth pops open, and I push the silver metal of the butt plug into it, allowing her to coat it with her saliva. After a moment, I pull it out of her mouth with a popping noise and step behind her to bring a hand down onto one of her ass cheeks.
"Fuck," she cries out, not expecting the slap.
"You have a safe word, Callie. Unless I hear the word pickle come from your mouth, I won't be stopping until I'm damn well ready."
"I can take it, sir," she assures me, and thoughts of the other day come to mind. She trusted me enough to admit when she reached her limit then, so there's no reason she won't do the same now.
Pride fills me as I push the plug inside her. She stretches around it so perfectly while her body squirms and struggles around the cuffs binding her arms.
"Stay still," I say as I continue to push the plug in slowly so as to not hurt her.
"Seb, it's too much. I can't."
"You'll take what I give you and thank me for it." I push the plug past its peak, and in a flash, it buries itself inside her. A soft moan leaves her lips, and I wait for a further response, but nothing comes. Once she relaxes, I slam a hand down on her ass cheek, making her jerk and moan.
"I believe I told you you're supposed to thank me, trouble." I spread her pussy wide and plunge two fingers deep inside her. Having both her holes filled is going to make this so much more intense, and I love that I'm the one doing it to her. I curve my fingers and rub along the walls, feeling the plug on the other side.
"Th- Thank y- you, sir," she stutters.
I smile to myself while pumping my fingers in and out of her; the sound of her breathy moans fills the room. I can tell she is trying her best to hold back from losing it to the immense pleasure.
Tears stream down her face, and she rubs her face against the floor to try and wipe them away, but the only thing she manages to do is make her hair a tangled mess over her face. I reach my free hand down to push the hair out of the way so I can watch her as I move my fingers faster inside her.
"Please, can I come, sir?" She is barely able to get the words out, her body frantic with need.
"Do it. Squeeze my fingers with this tight little cunt and come all over them." Relief flashes through her eyes, and a scream tears through her as she clamps down. "That's it, scream for me. I want everyone to hear what I do to you."
"Thank you, sir!" she cries out while I continue to work her through her orgasm.
I pull my fingers out and grab onto the cuffs, holding her hands. In one swift motion, I pull her up to her knees with her back meeting my chest, and she gasps. I use the opportunity to shove the fingers that were just buried inside her pussy straight into her mouth. Her lips close around them, and without me even having to ask, her tongue dances, cleaning them off .
My fingers leave her mouth and I pull her to her feet before leading her over to the bed. I won't wait another minute. I need to be inside her. I push backward, watching as she falls onto her bound arms. She winces slightly, but I know she likes the pain-pleasure combo. She's been with Barrett, after all.
After grabbing her legs, I pull her toward the edge of the bed, lining her pussy right up with my cock. "Do you want me to fill this pretty cunt, fuck toy?"
"Yes, sir."
"So needy, aren't you? You just can't get enough."
With that, I slam my length inside her and watch as her eyes roll back. I keep a quick pace, gripping her hips with my hands while pumping in and out. She will likely have bruises from my fingers tomorrow, but I don't care. Maybe Kyler can kiss them and make them all better.
She wraps her legs around my waist, silently begging for me to give her more as she moans my name loudly. "Sebastian."
I would normally reprimand her for not calling me sir, but hearing my name on her lips sounds so good. I won't let it become a habit, but today, I won't punish her for it. I lean forward and wrap one of my hands around her delicate throat, squeezing tightly. I watch as she struggles to breathe while I pound into her. I don't think either of us will last much longer.
Her eyes meet mine, and she silently pleads with me to let her come. A sadistic smirk spreads across my face, and I keep up a pace before releasing her throat and rubbing my thumb along her clit .
"YES," she cries out, arching her back off the bed. "Sir, please let me come."
"Come on my cock like a greedy slut."
She obeys like a good little toy, clenching down so fucking tightly I almost combust. She screams as the intensity of the delayed climax overtakes her. When I start to feel her come down, I pull my cock from her and pump it a few times before painting her stomach with my own release.
"Fuck," I grunt and shudder, emptying the last bit of myself onto her before reaching down to smear it all over her skin.
"Nice and messy," I say as I slide my hand down to pull the plug from her ass and toss it on the floor.
She locks eyes with me. "Just for you, sir."
I grin and lift her to a seated position so I can take the cuffs off of her and clean her up. I free the first one, and she pulls her arm to the front, groaning from the sore feeling of laying on them. I undo the other wrist and toss the cuffs onto the bed before reaching out to rub the tops of her arms. Aftercare is important, and I can't have her thinking this didn't mean anything to me.
She turns back to face me, my come starting to dry on her stomach. I run two fingers through it and hold them up in the space between us. Her eyes watch my fingers as I lift them to her lips. Without hesitation, she leans in to close her mouth around them, sucking my fingers clean.
"If you and I had more time, this would just be round one. I'll have to make sure you're properly fucked once Rogue is dealt with."
"You always say the most romantic things," she tells me as she rolls her eyes and walks off toward the bathroom. If she thinks I'm joking, she's delusional. This was just a taste, and now that I've had it, I'm aching for more.
When she comes back, I can tell the stress over why we're here has started to consume her thoughts. I pull the covers back from the bed and point at it, watching as she furrows her brow.
"Get in this bed and close your eyes for a bit."
"We don't have time for me to sleep." She sighs, crossing her arms over her bare chest.
"Did I ask if we had time? Don't make me tie you up and force you. I'm not sure I'll be able to keep my hands off of you in a vulnerable position like that."
Her eyes flash with lust, but the heaviness of the days leading up to today has caught up with her. She lays down in the bed, and I pull the covers over her and snuggle in next to her. The guys will be back soon, and they will know exactly what we did, so why try to hide it. I pull her in close and hold her until her breathing evens out, and she falls asleep in my arms.