Chapter 26 #2
“I made the word up. It’s like… in Mesopotamia, some temple priestesses worshiped their goddess through sex.
They were among the first recorded sex workers, and they were revered for their devotion and work.
They didn’t use the word whore, but part of the etymology of the word described sex work and another part meant desire. ” She shrugged.
“The church twisted it and made it into a bad word to demean women, especially those who worshiped the old gods. Coincidentally, in some languages, the word whore has similar roots to lover and friend. We’re both and when you touch me… I feel divine.”
I traced my hand along her smooth legs while she spoke, reveling in the feel of them, remembering how they had wrapped around me, holding me tight, how being with her felt like worship. Only Lily could make a lecture so damn hot.
“Always so damn surprising.”
I maneuvered out of my seat and kneeled, ready to worship her however she wanted.
I took her mouth in a kiss, one she met eagerly, her tied hands coming forward to grasp my shirt and hold me there.
“So glad I didn’t have to gag you,” I said when I pulled away and found my tie.
I wrapped it around her head, gently securing it so I didn’t pull on any of her loose waves.
“Is that good?” I spoke directly into her ear before bringing the lobe into my mouth for a nibble.
“Yes.”
“Good.” I trailed my lips down her neck, sucking and biting as I went, leaving a line of red that I hoped would bloom into a mark so the entire world knew she belonged to me.
I reached the edge of her corset top and sucked on the soft swell above it before reaching in and pulling her breasts free. She gasped and arched into my touch as I plucked at her stiff nipples.
“Yes, more,” she demanded. I complied and sucked on each one before blowing on them gently. “Duke, stop teasing. I need more.” She arched again, her hands reaching blindly for me, but I moved just beyond her touch.
“Patience.” I sat back and stopped touching her so I could undo my pants and free my erection.
I couldn’t resist stroking it to the sight of Lily tied up and begging for me to worship her. I refused to think of that ridiculous word, not that I would tell her. She was so much more than a priestess. She was the goddess herself.
“Duke. Where are you?” Lily asked, and I realized I had been drinking her in for far too long.
“Do you want my pants on or off?” I asked by way of an answer.
“Off. I want to feel you against me.” She answered so quickly that it was clear she had thought about it already.
“I see. You don’t care about my virtue if something were to happen,” I teased, but shoved my pants down far enough that she wouldn’t feel them, anyway.
“You’re the one that doesn’t care about it.” She shrugged, lifting her freed breasts. I couldn’t hold back anymore. Enough teasing. I wanted to feast.
“Fuck, Lily. You’re gorgeous.” I positioned myself between her spread legs and guided my cock to tease her soaked folds, slippery and ready for me.
I fed her just the head of my cock before backing out and running it the length of her, pausing at her clit, and then pushing just the tip back in.
“Always so fucking tight for me.”
“Duke, if you don’t fuck me right now, I’m going to scream,” she threatened as she pushed her hips toward me, desperate for more.
“Do it. Scream for me, baby.” I traced the same path again and slipped the head inside her once more.
I had an iron grip on the base of my cock to keep from coming just from the look of her with her wild hair, tied hands, and dress covering everything but her glorious breast, heaving with labored breathing .
Her slick cum coated me as I kept my teasing pace up, dipping just a little more in each time, torturing us with the tease. I couldn’t resist pushing even more in, almost to my fist this time.
“Yes, more.” I slid in again, but still up to my fist. “Duke, dammit. Don’t make me safe word and finish myself off.”
“Fuck.” I let go of my cock and slammed home. “As much as I love watching you pleasure yourself, I need to be inside you.”
“Good, because I was bluffing. Ahh,” she moaned as I slid out and pushed into her again, just as rough as before.
My arms shook from the effort of holding myself back and teasing her, and I collapsed onto her bare chest as I set an easy but torturous rhythm that belied our surroundings and the desperation I felt.
“Suck on my nipples,” she begged. “I can’t touch them and I need it.” She arched her back, moving my head on her chest, and I complied, pulling one into my mouth and working it over with my tongue while my hand pinched the other hard enough to make her cry out in pleasure and pain.
I pulled back, my free hand moving that last layer of her skirt out of the way and finding her clit. I watched myself as I thrust into her, entranced with the sight.
“That’s it. Take my cock. Such a good little pussy, sucking me in. Fuck.” She clenched down on me, crying out in pleasure as her orgasm crashed through her. “Good girl, coming so prettily for me. One more. Come for me one more time, Lily.”
“Duke!” she called out as she shattered around me again, dragging my release from me in powerful waves of ecstasy and joy.
I collapsed on top of her, my head resting between her breasts, greedily breathing in the smell that belonged to her alone as I softened inside her. She was a goddess, and I found heaven in her embrace.
“Lily,” I whispered as I came down, wrapping my arms around her, unwilling to let her go. Her hands came down and played with my hair, her own racing heart slowing with every breath.
“I think we’ve stopped moving,” she said softly. I lifted my head, only then remembering exactly where we were. She removed her blindfold and held her hands out to me.
“I think you’re right.”
Reluctantly, I pulled away from her and untied her hands before I fixed my pants, slipping her panties into my pocket.
I helped Lily straighten her dress, kissing each breast softly before I helped her tuck them away into her corseted top again.
“You’d think I wasn’t even here the way you treat them,” she said as she arranged her top.
“Hmm? Sorry, I was having a moment with the girls.”
She smacked my arm.
I laughed as I reached for the door and opened it to let us out. Jenkins stood near the door to my apartment, speaking quietly to the doorman.
Lily stepped out and grabbed onto me, seeming unsteady on her feet. I wrapped my arm around her waist to help steady her—and because I couldn’t help but touch her.
“Oh, my shoes.”
I looked back inside, but didn’t see them under the piles of fabric littering the floor.
“Can’t find them. Only one thing to do now.” I bent down and grabbed Lily around her waist, picking her up and throwing her over my shoulder .
“What—”
“Just let me carry you.”
She wiggled on my shoulder, and I spanked her once to get her to stay still.
“Do you need to say pineapple?” I reminded her of her out.
She stopped wiggling and kept her mouth shut. I ran my hand along her ass to soothe it.
“Good girl.”
The doorman to my building gave us a long look, but said nothing as he held the door open for us. I carried Lily inside and straight to my private elevator.
“You could have carried me like a princess, you know.” None of those were her safe word, so I held on tight, just stroking her ass to remind her I was in charge.
“I needed a free hand to press the buttons on the elevator.” I didn’t, but that didn’t matter.
“I’m sure you have someone you pay for that. No need to be a barbarian about it.” Lily tried to push herself up but couldn’t find a grip on my dress shirt and gave up, flopping back down. I swatted her ass again for the impertinence.
“Maybe, but this is more fun.”
“If you insist.” She laughed, and then she spanked me in return.
“Brat.”
“What are you going to do about it?” I could think of a few things, but they would need to wait until we were on steady ground.