Chapter 13 #2
My fingers curled into my palms but I didn’t move right away.
My heart was thumping like crazy, and when he narrowed his eyes and dropped his chin, I swallowed hard and yanked at the belt, shrugged out of the robe, and held it out to him.
He took it from my hands, turned, opened the door, and stepped aside to let me in.
He closed the door behind us and I waited.
“Where do you want to begin?”
He was giving me a choice, sort of.
When my eyes kept darting around the room, he gave me that look again, controlled and commanding. One brow lifted in a silent demand so I pushed out a short breath and turned to the cross before I glanced at him again. He smiled arrogantly and nodded.
“Go.”
I turned and walked toward it. Each step made my pulse pound harder, my skin was tingling and my clit was throbbing. I was so damn out of my element that it wasn’t until that very moment that I processed I was completely naked while he was still in lounge pants. He was looking at my ass.
It’s a nice ass, girl, let him look…
I stood in front of the cross with my back to it so I was facing him. He crossed the room and placed my robe on the dresser then came to me with that cocky confident stride that screamed control while I was unraveling and he hadn’t even touched me yet.
“Good choice,” he murmured. “This demands complete surrender.”
His fingers grazed my jaw and his eyes searched my face.
“Nervous?”
I nodded. “Yes.”
“Good.”
His smile was cocky.
“Nerves mean you’re present and you won’t just be going through the motions.” He gripped my chin and tilted it up. “You’re mine in here. My responsibility. My pleasure.”
“Yes, Sir.”
He stepped closer and I tensed when my nipples brushed his chest. They were already hard so the feeling made my stomach clench.
“Arms up.”
I raised them slowly and he took his time lifting the padded leather cuffs, which were cool against my wrists, but his fingers were warm and they lingered, relaxing me some while he fastened each strap.
“Breathe,” he said softly.
I exhaled but it didn’t do a damn thing to help my nerves.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he murmured. His hand lightly moved over my ribs and down my side.
I swallowed and my thighs pressed together.
He kneeled to secure my ankles and his fingers grazed the insides of my calves, up toward my thighs.
He dropped his hand and secured the cuffs around my ankles.
Before he stood, he kissed the inside of my thigh and my body jerked.
I felt different—exposed, on display, owned.
As much as that should have made me panic, it didn’t.
I felt needy. I was already slick, my nipples were incredibly hard, and my skin felt sensitive.
His fingers glided down my collarbone to my chest and across my nipples.
“You like being on display like this?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Why?”
“Because it makes me feel seen.” My voice was unsteady but honest.
He stepped in close, brushing his lips along my collarbone before he asked, “And wanted?”
I nodded.
He smiled again. “You have no fucking idea how much I want you.”
He moved directly in front of me and let his hands rest lightly on my waist.
“You’ll stay here until I’m satisfied.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“And when I touch you…” His hand slid between my thighs and my muscles locked tight with need. “You remember I’m the only one who’s allowed to make you feel seen and wanted?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He leaned in close to my ear and his body pressed against mine. The thick hard feel of his dick against my stomach had my pussy pulsing again. “Good girl.”
He didn’t touch me right away and the anticipation was about to kill me. His hands ghosted over my waist, then he moved higher, tracing my ribs, my sternum, up over the curve of one breast. His palm stopped there for a moment and he squeezed firmly. I moaned and leaned forward.
“You’re already trembling.”
“I can’t help it.”
He pinched my nipple lightly and my body jerked.
“You can but I don’t want you to.”
He rolled my nipple between his fingers, leaned in, and kissed the side of my neck. I tugged at the restraints and he smiled.
“You’re not going anywhere, so all you can do is feel me.”
I nodded and closed my eyes.
His other hand mirrored the first and cupped my breast before teasing that nipple. My back arched and I jerked forward again but the cuffs kept me exactly where he wanted me and fuck if I wasn’t already about to lose it.
I moaned as he dragged both thumbs across my nipples then pinched hard.
“You’re sensitive tonight.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“And needy.”
“I am, Sir.”
“Good.”
He lowered his hands and let them move down my sides deliberately slow, grazing my hips. One slid between my thighs and he brushed them over my pussy but his fingers didn’t push inside me like I wanted. They just pressed against my folds firmly.
I groaned and rocked my hips forward.
“Dripping and I haven’t even started.”
“Please…”
“Not yet.”
His finger circled my clit once then stopped. My hips bucked and he stepped back.
“Sir...” I groaned.
“Ask me properly and maybe I’ll let you have more.”
I bit my lip because I wasn’t ready to beg but shit I wanted to…
I closed my eyes and tried to control my breathing. He walked away and I heard the click of something opening. A moment later he was back and I heard the sound of a vibrator. He held it up and smiled sexily.
“I think I want to start with this. I’m going to give you just enough to make you need it, then I’m going to take it away until you ask me properly.”
I groaned before it even reached me. He touched my clit softly at first then pressed against it hard.
I moaned loud and my body jolted so hard my arms strained at the cuffs. Just that simple contact felt so good, all over and all at once, but then he pulled it away.
“Please, Sir.”
He slowly lifted a brow. “You’ll wait and you’ll ask the right way.”
He pressed it to me again just for a few seconds and then it was gone.
Again.
Gone.
Again.
Gone.
Over and over again until I was shaking uncontrollably.
“Please, S-s-s-Sir… please… I…”
“You what?”
I tried to focus but my mind was hazy. “I-I want to come. I want you to let me come. Please, I need it. I need you… please, Sir.”
That did it.
His expression shifted and turned darker and satisfied.
“Better.”
He turned the vibrator to a higher setting and held it steady against my clit.
I cried out instantly with my thighs trying to close around it but the restraints held me open, vulnerable, and needy.
He lowered his head and sucked hard on my nipples, flicking his tongue over them and grazing them one by one with his teeth before he bit down.
My hips jerked again before I had his eyes on mine.
“Come for me.”
And I did.
Hard.
My vision blurred, my body convulsed, and heat blazed through me. I screamed and he held the vibrator in place until I sagged in the restraints, breathing heavy with my body shaking and trembling.
He turned it off and cradled my face in one of his hands.
“There she is. My Angel.”
I was still trembling.
Hazy from the orgasm he gave me and barely catching my breath. My arms and legs felt heavy in the restraints. My thighs were shaking and my body was still pulsing but then I felt him.
His breath was warm between my legs then I had his mouth on me. My body tensed in approval. It was just a kiss, but because I was so sensitive, it had my nerve endings going crazy. I bit down and my head landed against the cross.
“Fuck…” He inhaled deeply and groaned deep in his throat like he was savoring the moment.
“I should have skipped dinner and got right to this.”
I smiled and pushed forward.
“I have to have a taste.”
I could hear the need in his voice right before he pressed one hand to the inside of my thigh and the other ended up on my hip as he leaned in again.
“Color?”
His mouth hovered over me.
I jerked as soon as his tongue made contact.
“Green, Sir,” I gasped.
“Good girl.”
Then he devoured me. There was no other word for it. His tongue moved with a talent that should be celebrated, teasing up my slit, circling my clit, and pressing against it with just enough pressure to make my hips jerk against his mouth.
He licked me like I was something sacred, filthy, and his.
“Shit… Sir…”
He moaned, covering me completely with his entire mouth before sucking on my clit again.
His hands gripped my thighs hard to hold me open while his tongue worked me at an alternating pace that shifted between soft licks and firm strokes that kept me on edge.
Each time I thought I could gauge what was next he switched up.
I was already drifting for the second time and growled in frustration when he paused, slowing down to deliver soft kisses against my skin. His voice was rougher when he spoke.
“You told me no penetration for your introduction. I respected that.”
He kissed the inside of one thigh then the other.
“But this isn’t an introduction anymore.”
My teeth sank into my lip.
“We need to revisit.” His tongue moved the entire length of my pussy. “Are you ready for more?”
I moaned louder and my hips jerked toward his mouth.
He chuckled arrogantly. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
Then his mouth was back on me and this time his fingers joined the party. One pushed into me slowly before he added another.
I groaned in approval and my entire body clenched from the new sensation.
“Oh fuck…”
“Breathe,” he reminded me before letting his tongue circle my clit.
I breathed then I broke because he curled his fingers just right, hitting something inside me that made my vision blur while his tongue worked my clit and his fingers thrust slow and deep in a way that had them working in sync.
The pressure built until I was shaking all over again with my body straining in the cuffs, desperate and pleading and completely at his mercy.
I moaned his name loud but he didn’t stop. I was going to cum again and this time I didn’t think I could handle it.