Chapter 25
twenty-five
Scotlyn.
When Alex called me earlier today, letting me know he’d met with Christian, I was a bit confused and irritated.
Then he explained Christian only wanted to make sure my brother knew he was standing ten toes down where I was concerned.
I had been smiling most of the day knowing my man—because make no mistake about it, Christian was my man, my man, my man—had me two hundred percent.
He cared about my relationship with Alex to make sure he wasn't worried about me and that meant so much because most men wouldn't give a damn.
Family was important to me, even if it was just Valerie and Alex.
So to know Christian shared that same sentiment settled something within me.
I had seen him with Cress and her children and witnessed the way they loved each other.
I heard the concern in his voice when he spoke of Jona and how he wanted to ensure she was okay, and now I knew for certain that he cared enough about me to make sure my family wasn't disrupted by what he and I were building.
Even last night, the fact that he refused to push my limits even though I wanted it, showed that my comfort and wellbeing were his first priority.
But last night was last night.
He had been home for a few hours, made us a simple dinner before we both showered, and now it was time to play. We both bypassed clothes and headed straight to the playroom. The thought of what our night was going to be already had my pussy leaking.
I stood in the center of the room while Christian set everything up quietly.
I watched the muscles in his arms and back flex while he stood in front of the padded wall, checking the metal rings and mounting before he walked away and returned with thick black leather straps and cording.
He attached the leather rings before he joined them to the leather straps.
Once he was done, the straps hung in a U shape, anchored to the wall with matching leather cuffs above.
I was fidgeting and anxious, because no matter what he had in mind, I was going to enjoy every second of this.
"Come here." His tone was low but demanding and my feet moved without giving it a second thought. I crossed the room and stopped in front of him with my pulse racing and my pussy throbbing. Christian’s eyes moved over my face slowly then down every inch of my body before he edged closer.
"Arms up."
I lifted them above my head and he took his time securing the padded leather cuffs around my wrists then tugged on one of the cords which raised them higher, until I felt the pull in my joints and I was forced onto the pads of my feet.
My back arched and my chest pushed forward but the position had my stomach tense.
While my clit began pulsing he checked each strap before moving behind me and placing his hands on my hips.
His dick pressed into my back while Christian kissed my neck.
"Color?"
"Green, Sir."
He lifted me onto the wide leather strap attached to a thinner one that cradled my back then stepped in front of me, taking each leg one at a time and pulling it to the side, securing a cuff around my ankle.
Once I was locked in place, he adjusted the cording, which spread my thighs wide, and my arms remained extended above my head.
"Color?"
"Green, Sir."
He eyed me carefully, letting his eyes drop between my thighs before he stepped between them and adjusted me a little more so my ass dropped, leaving me at an angle that gave him better access.
He was going to fuck me like this, and shit, I think I wanted this more than him.
My nipples were painfully stiff and my pussy was already vibrating with need.
I was seated on air, legs spread, not able to move an inch. I was completely open and at his mercy.
Christian moved back to study me for a minute, letting his eyes travel all over my body before he smiled sexily.
"You good?"
"No."
"What do you need me to adjust?"
"Your hands on me."
He chuckled and nodded, stepping back between my legs. His fingers brushed over the inside of my thigh but that was all he gave me before he was gone, crossing the room.
When he came back he had anal beads, lube, and a vibrator, which he placed on a small table near the padded wall. I arched my brow when he moved in front of me.
"I don't know if I'm ready for that."
Christian stepped between my legs and glided two fingers across my outer thigh before he kneeled and I felt his tongue on me.
"You will be, but you have to trust me."
His tongue dragged over my pussy again before he extended to his full height and wrapped his hand around my neck and kissed me.
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes…"
His hand tightened around my neck with light pressure and I smiled. " Sir ."
Christian’s mouth made its way to my nipple and the first pull was soft, followed by his tongue circling it then pressing flat with a firm swipe. He sucked hard, using his lips and tongue in a way that had me arching my back away from the wall and moaning my approval.
When he made it to the second one, his approach was rougher.
His teeth grazed me just enough to have my thighs tensing, desperate to close in search of friction, which didn't happen.
I was spread wide and helpless to only what he gave.
When Christian's eyes found mine, he knew exactly what I was thinking based on the cocky grin he gave me before he moved his fingers across my pussy.
"You need me, Angel?"
"Yes, Sir."
Two fingers thrust inside me and I groaned, yanking at the restraints holding my arms above my head.
He pulled back and pushed in deeper, dropping his mouth to my breasts, moving between them while he fucked me nice and slow at first. The more vocal I became, the harder he thrust into me.
I tensed, trying to get more, but the restraints held me securely, preventing me from doing a damn thing.
I couldn't rock my hips or angle forward to get more.
I was fucking stuck taking what he gave.
His tongue dragged over my nipples one by one, sloppy and wet, before he sucked hard and bit down on them while he pushed his fingers in deep and curved them upward in a way that made my stomach lock tightly.
I was crashing hard and fast. When I opened my mouth to beg for more, he pulled back and I fucking growled.
"Christian…"
He smiled, narrowing his eyes in warning, but I didn't care. His fingers and mouth were gone and I wanted them both back, now …
We remained in a standoff he eventually won. I swallowed hard.
"Please, Sir."
Christian's eyes moved over my body and dropped between my thighs before he smiled.
"Not yet."
I groaned until he kneeled between my legs and his hands were on my thighs, pushing them wider before his mouth was on me.
Oh fuck yes…
My eyes slammed shut and I moaned from the feel of his tongue.
He moved slowly and kept it flat before I felt him sucking my clit.
He sucked forcefully, then he was gone again.
I swung my head to the side to find him lifting the string of beads, then the lube.
The clear black silicone made my stomach tense while he moved his finger over them.
After squeezing lube on them one by one, he massaged them then moved between my legs again.
I felt the tip of his finger press against my ass and my body trembled when he circled it with lube.
"Use your colors. I'm going to fuck you here tonight but I want to make sure you're ready. If you don't want this, tell me now."
"I do…" I rushed out and he chuckled then pushed his finger in just enough to have me groaning again. I had done anal before but it wasn't my favorite. This would be different with Christian.
I felt the first bead slide in, then the second and third.
"Color?"
"Green, Sir."
He paused and dropped down, sucking my clit then working two more beads in. The stretch burned a little but it also had my pussy pulsing from the fullness.
"Do you want me to stop…?"
"No," I rushed out and his eyes lifted to mine before I smiled. "No, Sir, more please."
He nodded and I moaned when I felt the stretch from the last two beads pushing into me then I had his mouth again.
He sucked on my clit hard and thrust two fingers inside me.
There was so much going on that my body began to jerk and tremble.
I was in sensation overload from the fullness of the beads, his fingers in me, and his mouth exploring.
He teased me with the tip of his tongue, flicking over my clit sucking hard until my thighs started to shake.
My back curved painfully, and my pussy convulsed, clamping down on his fingers.
I moaned lowly, clenched tightly, and begged for more.
This angle was brutal. I pulled against the restraints with my hips jerking at the straps while he held me wide, sucking on my pussy, guiding me through my first orgasm.
It hit fast and was too overwhelming. Every nerve in my body felt the rush of pleasure.
It was too much all at one time but he didn't care.
He sucked harder and curled his fingers, angling them just right to hit my spot, which he pressed and rubbed over and over again.
I choked on a breath, gasping for air while my entire body shook. All of my muscles locked down tightly while he moaned into my pussy.
He fucking moaned and the vibration sent me over the edge again.
I shattered for the second time. I came so violently, I forgot to hold myself up and my wrists ached from the way my body sagged forward, but Christian kept sucking on me while I shook and spasmed, trying to catch my breath.
My body eventually went limp in the restraints, but he kept going, slowing his pace in a way that made it so much worse because I was so sensitive.