7. Edge
7
EDGE
ROXY
Everything about Nico drove me insane. I played into his world because I wanted it to be mine too, and because of him, it was now. Turned on , was an understatement. The man drove me into a state of madness.
Moaning softly, my eyes fluttered closed as he continued circling my clit but shot open wide when he inserted two fingers inside my now drenched core. I was already getting close, and I knew he sensed it too.
My body tensed under his manipulation, but I knew he wouldn’t give me a release. Nothing with him was that easy. He’d given me a small look into his world before at times while whispering in my ear about the things he was in to.
“I’m going to teach you a lesson about obedience,” he whispered close to my ear, his warm breath tickling my skin. “And I won’t let you cum until you’ve learned it. Until you understand that your pleasure is mine to give and to take away.”
My breath hitched, and I whimpered, my entire body trembling as I tried to find release against his hand and the toy. But he denied me, pulling the vibrator away, leaving me squirming in my restraints and insanity. I knew he saw the desire and lust in my eyes, but he was determined to torture me for the mistake I’d made in the bar.
My body was crying out for release, as he danced the toy across my slit again. The chains clanked as I pulled on them, trying my best to reach him. “Please… sir.”
“Please what, Roxy,” he growled.
Trembling as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge once again, I cried out, “Please… let me cum, sir. Oh shit,” I whimpered, pushing my mound into the toy as hard as I could. Anything for relief. I teetered on the edge for the second time.
“You want it so badly, don’t you?” He ripped the toy away and turned it off as he brought it to his mouth, tasting my wetness on the end.
“Yes, sir,” I panted.
“You crave my touch.” He dragged his finger around my jaw, then leaned in close, pressing his lips to mine before speaking against my soft skin. “You’re mine to command,” he whispered, “and I’ll make you scream my fucking name, then punish you again because you didn’t call me sir .”
The room was spinning. He was a master of my desires, knowing the exact moment when I would break. The vibrator hummed to life once again. He rolled it around my center before pressing it above my clit. Shockwaves of pleasure rippled through my body, causing me to cry out.
“Oh, fuck fuck fuck… sir!”
He let out a low growl, his eyes locked onto mine, devouring me with his gaze. His fingers danced between my folds, teasing me with his touch. I writhed beneath him, desperate to feel the release he’d been denying me.
“Use your words,” he commanded, brushing his lips across mine and then burying his face into my nape. “Tell me what you want, baby girl.”
I was at his mercy now as he continued to toy with me. I arched my back, the chain violently rattling as my knees gave out. “Please, sir, fuck my tight cunt. Use it for your own pleasure. Cum, anywhere on me you want or make me lick it off the fucking floor. I don’t give a shit… sir… respectfully. I’ll give you whatever you want. It pleases me to please you, and I need your cock so badly right now. I want to make you happy.”
“Are you going to learn your lesson, Roxy?” he asked, his eyes never leaving mine. I could feel a bead of sweat trickle down my spine. “Are you going to submit to my will?” His lips brushed against my ear as he spoke, and I shivered at the contact.
I whimpered, my body begging for the release that he was so masterfully withholding. “Yes, sir,” I breathed, my voice hoarse with need as he pulled the vibrator away, turning it off again.
A satisfied grin painted his lips as he slid the handle of the toy into his back pocket and bent over, freeing my ankles before reaching above my head and releasing my wrists. Taking my hand in his, he led me over to the couch, laying the toy on a cushion, then plopped down on the center cushion next to it.
“On your knees,” he said, then pressed his lips into a thin line.
Never removing my eyes from him, I lowered myself to my knees between his legs, resting my rear on my calves.
“Yes, sir,” I muttered, now feeling how slippery and drenched my thighs were.
Stretching his arm out, he cupped my chin in his palm, stroking my jaw with his fingertips. “You’re so fucking gorgeous. I love everything about you.”
Without thinking, I reached for his pants, then pulled away, putting my hands back in my lap. Smirking, he shook his head, holding his hand out. I placed my palm on his, and he helped me up onto my knees.
“Take my cock out and stroke it.”
Reaching over, I unfastened his pants then took out his cock. He slapped his hand on top of mine, curling his manly fingers around it, making me feel so small. Guiding my hand away, he held it up under my chin. “Spit in your hand.”
Swallowing hard, I complied, letting a few drops of saliva fall into my palm. Then he moved my hand back to his shaft, curving my fingers around his rock-hard cock. He pulsed beneath my touch.
His eyes never leaving mine, he commanded, “Use your words.”
Gripping him, I whispered, “I’m going to make you feel so good. I want to make you cum, sir.”
He growled low in his throat, his hips bucking slightly as I stroked him, slow but firm.
“That’s it, baby girl,” he murmured, his other finger tracing the shape of my lips. “Show me how much you want it. Let me hear you beg for my cock.”
“Please use my cunt like a little dirty whore to make yourself cum,” I moaned, almost leaning up to take him inside my mouth, but stopped. “I need to feel you deep inside me, pleaseee… sir. I want to make you addicted to me.”
“Stand up and turn around, dirty girl,” he ordered as he took my hand off his cock and spun me around to face the other way. He wrenched me back onto his lap, straddling him backward.
I felt the warmth of his hand on my ass as he spread my cheeks, allowing his thick cock to hover just under the entrance of my dripping wet pussy. A jolt of pleasure shot through my body, and I whimpered and begged for him to enter me. I moved my hips, teasing the tip.
With a swift, powerful thrust, he pulled me down, plunging into me, filling me completely as I gasped for air. I held his knees and rode him as if I were giving him a perfect lap dance. With each thrust, his cock slammed against my G-spot, then cervix, causing me to cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. He grunted with my moans, turning me on even more.
Without warning, he reached around, gripping my tits, pulling my back against his chest. “Slow, now,” he snarled in my ear, and I slowed my pace.
“Yes, sir.”
Keeping one of my breasts in his hand, he pinched and rolled my nipple between his fingertips. He picked up the toy off the sofa next to us, turned it on, and handed it to me. “Put this under your clit and hold it there.”
“What,” I panted, “sir, I mean.”
“Trust me, baby girl.”
Nodding, I obeyed, placing the intense vibrator just under my clit as ordered. My body jerked. “Oh shit,” I gasped, letting out a loud cry. “Something’s happening.”
Taking turns massaging my tits and pinching my nipples, he pulled me against him, bucking his hips up over and over as I continued to move my hips in a circle on his lap. Lips brushing against the nape of my neck, he murmured, “You feel so fucking good. Your little cunt is strangling my cock. Tell me where you want my cum.”
“Deep… inside me, oh God,” I gasped for breath, “I feel… I feel like I’m… oh fuck!”
“Cum on my cock, my little slut.”
As if he summoned it from me, my pussy could take no more. Liquid gushed from my center, drenching my hand, the toy, and his lap, running underneath us onto the couch and puddling on the floor. I cried out, almost screaming, as my entire body trembled uncontrollably.
“Shit, your cunt feels so good.” He moved his hands to my hips, squeezing as his cock pulsated and jerked inside my core. “Take every drop of my cum, baby girl.” Suddenly, he snatched the toy from my hand, tossing it to the cushion, replacing it with his fingers, rubbing my clit in a circle until he finally slowed to a stop.
“Oh my God,” I sighed, almost embarrassed. “I squirted all over you.”
He peppered my neck with kisses, then put his mouth against my ear. “I fucking love it.”