Chapter Six
Theo
I can’t explain the myriad of feelings coursing through me as I watch Grace look around my kink room. It’s exciting to show her another side of me, but also terrifying. She told me she wanted to be exposed to all of me, yet fear clenches my gut as I worry that I might be pushing her too far, too fast.
Ever since I met her, I’ve felt more emotions than I have in a long time. She has become so important to me in such a short time. Every facet of her that I unveil only draws me closer to her. She fits every part of me and makes me want to be a better person.
Will she see me differently after this?
I’m normally not in the least bit insecure, but a part of me might just crumble if the warmth in her eyes changes to disgust or even worse—fear.
“Grace?” I ask tentatively.
She turns, and my breath catches in my throat. In the depths of her gorgeous green eyes is a tantalizing mixture of nervous curiosity, excitement, and an unabashed lust that sends blood rushing to my cock. Damn . She somehow manages to surprise me at every turn.
I walk to stand before her, leaving no space between us as I slide my arms around her waist. “Do you like this room, baby?” I ask, searching her eyes, my cock twitching at the adorable blush spreading across her cheeks.
She ducks her head, shyly looking up at me from under her lids. “I think I like it, but I have lots of questions. I’ve never seen anything like this before,” she says softly.
“Would you like me to demonstrate for you, sweetheart?” I ask, my cock tightening in anticipation.
I watch her sharply inhale and squeeze her legs together as she nods, her cheeks a bright pink. I smile down at her, happy to know that my siren has a naughty side to her. I just wish she wasn’t always ashamed about that side of her. I know it has to do with her background, the home she had to run away from.
Soon, I’ll ask her about it, but right now, I need to bring her utmost pleasure.
I slide my hands from her waist and slip my right hand into hers, gently pulling her to the nearest shelves. “All these toys are designed to give pleasure. Some give a bite of pain, but I promise you’ll derive pleasure from them too.”
“I trust you, Theo,” she whispers, and my heart clenches as I stare into her trusting gaze.
I lean down and gently cover her mouth with mine, unable to resist her soft and inviting flesh. I nibble at the corner of her lower lip and slowly lap at it, soothing the bite and reveling in her answering moan. My left hand circles loosely around her neck and I take my time to savor each lip before delving into her mouth and swallowing her moan of pleasure. Before I get in too deep, I slowly release her, breathing hard.
I take in her swollen lips and clouded gaze and my cock grows unbearably hard. “You need a safe word, if we’re going to do this.”
“A safe word?”
The tightness in my gut dissipates at the excitement in her voice. I feel better about showing her the kink room now that I know how eager she is. I doubt she even knows how excited she sounds, and I don’t intend to let her know until I figure out why she finds her healthy sexual appetite to be shameful.
“Every submissive has their limits. There are hard limits and soft limits. But I’m no sadist—I don’t enjoy inflicting pain on my sub, so I don’t cross the soft limits. And for someone like you who has no idea what her limit is, you need a safe word—a word you say when you’ve reached your breaking point. Once you say it, I stop whatever it is I’m doing,” I explain.
“Oh…” she says softly. “Can my safe word be…tea?”
“Of course, sweetheart. But why tea?”
“It reminds me of my stupidity…when I followed that man to his office and accepted the drugged tea he offered me.” Her eyes cloud over with self-blame.
My chest tightens at the discomfort in her gaze. I wish I could find that fucker and teach him a lesson, but knowing how those people work, he might have moved to a new location by now to prevent being caught.
I reach out to cup her face. “You’re not stupid, sweetheart,” I say vehemently. “You’re just trusting, and there’s nothing wrong with that. Don’t let that asshole get to you. With me, no one can ever take advantage of you again. I won’t allow it. I’ll always protect you.”
“Thank you,” she whispers.
I slide my hands down from her cheeks to her waist, grazing her nipples in the process and reveling in her wide stare and sharp inhale.
“You’re welcome, sweetheart. And now that we’ve established your safe word, I can’t wait to show you another side of me.” I watch her shiver slightly at my words. My voice takes on a deeper tone as I move back and issue a gentle command. “Get undressed.”
My hard shaft pokes against my zipper as she slowly pulls off my sweatshirt. I don’t think she knows how sexy the action is, the way she peels it off her body. She lets it fall to the floor while staring at me, completely trusting.
At my mercy…
“In here, you’ll address me as sir . Do you understand?” I say.
Grace’s eyes dilate in response, and she replies, “Yes, sir.”
Her voice comes out breathy and raspy, sharpening my desire. Fuck, she’s a natural.
“Come with me,” I order.
I lead her to the queen-sized bed in the middle of the huge room. “Lie on the bed, baby,” I say, and she silently complies, not taking her gaze off me.
“In this room, you surrender yourself to me. Know that I’ll always put you and your pleasure above all else. Don’t think about anything. Just let go.” I pick up one of the padded cuffs with a fairly long chain and attach it to her right wrist.
“Okay, sir,” she breathes out, and my cock strains harder in response.
“Good girl.” I gently stroke her breasts in reward, then go around to attach the cuffs to her other wrist and legs until she’s spread-eagle on the bed. Her dark tresses are like a flowing river around her, and I feast my eyes on her glistening pussy. Her breath hitches under my stare, and I watch her nipples pebble into hard points.
“I’m going to blindfold you now. Would you like that?” I ask.
“Yes, sir.”
I walk back to the shelves and pull out a red silk cloth, then return to her side and tie it over her eyes. It’s just as I imagined, a beautiful contrast to her tan skin.
I climb off the bed, teasing her sensitive areas with my fingers and tongue along the way, drawing out soft moans. I stand back and watch her breathing change with every second. “You’ll realize that your senses are heightened with your eyes blindfolded. Pleasure will become more intense,” I explain as I walk toward the shelves again, picking up the toys I want to use on her.
It’s her first time, and I want it to be a memorable one. I pick up a whip with soft, leathery tails, a feather to tickle her with, and a vibrator. I arrange the toys on the table beside the bed, waiting a bit to heighten the tension in the room and build anticipation. Grace softly tugs at her legs, trying to rub off the ache between them.
Once I become satisfied with the heightened tension, I pick up the feather and place it in the sensitive arch of her neck. I glide it softly over the skin, sliding it down her neck to her tight nipples. She lets out a soft hiss, her breath hitching in her throat.
“I should clamp your nipples,” I murmur, my blood roaring at the image. “Imagine tiny bites of pain that send streaks of pleasure to your pussy with every tug. Do you want that?” I twirl the feather gently around her nipples.
Grace arches her back, tugging softly at her restraints. “Yes, sir,” she moans.
“Hmm. Maybe next time, sweetheart,” I say, my voice echoing darkly in the quiet room. I don’t want to introduce her to everything all at once, but I’m glad she’s so willing to explore.
I continue to slide the feather down her stomach, watching the muscles of her abdomen quiver in response, then down her thighs, teasing the edge of her pussy. Soft moans ring out in the room as she undulates in the bed, grinding her hips in the air. When I lightly graze her entrance with the feather, she jerks, moaning low in her throat.
“Not yet, sweetheart. You can’t come until I say so,” I say, my voice guttural with my barely leashed need to drive into her. “You trust me with your pleasure, yes?”
“Yes, s-sir,” she answers hoarsely.
Satisfied with sensitizing her skin, I return the feather and pick up the leathery whip, flipping it expertly in the air. And just like the feather, I flick it over her chest, tapping softly and eliciting soft whimpers. The leathery tails bite into her soft flesh, creating beautiful red marks with each contact, sharpening my desire.
Grace moans loudly, echoing in the room as I move the whip down to her sex. She tugs harder on her restraints, gyrating and arching her hips up, begging for more contact between her legs. I reach for the vibrator and switch it on, then place it directly on her clit.
“Oh God!” Grace jackknifes, arching her hips.
I continue to flick the whip across her sensitive flesh, and at the same time, I move the whirring vibrator over the same spot, mounting pleasure over the pleasurable ache of the whip. Her cries grow louder as she trembles and tugs hard at the cuffs. I discard the whip and slide the vibrator back and forth over clit.
She grows even wetter, her moans skyrocketing as she grinds into it, her body tight with tension. “Please, sir. L-let me come,” she begs.
“Not yet,” I growl.
She looks exquisite with her reddening skin and trembling body, and I fight the need to fuck her deep and hard. My cock weeps at every moan and whimper, chipping at my control. But her pleasure comes before all else. Her response pleases me, and for now it’s enough.
She bunches the sheets beneath her fists, trying to hold back her orgasm. “I can’t. I c-can’t. Please, sir, let me c-come,” she says in a trembling voice, twisting her head around.
I press the vibrator hard on her engorged clit. “Come. Now , sweetheart,” I order in a low growl, satisfied with her level of restraint.
She shouts, bucking wildly against the vibrator as she lets go.
I increase the power and watch her come over and over until she’s a trembling, mindless mess, babbling and pleading. “Please, sir. This is too much. I c-can’t …oh !” She jerks hard as another orgasm seizes her body.
I leave the vibrator on her drenched sex and quickly yank off my pants, freeing my hard cock. I open the restraints on her ankles and move the vibrator away, kneeling between her thighs. I reach out to remove the blindfold, wanting to look into her eyes as I enter her. Then I lift her hips, arrange her legs over my shoulders, and line up my stiff dick against her pussy lips, slamming home in the same breath.
“Fuck!” I grunt as her walls clamp hard around me and she comes again in a loud wail.
I move, thrusting deep and hard. I should be gentler with her, but my hard-won restraint has shattered.
“Look at me,” I command, grunting in satisfaction at her quick response.
Her moss-green eyes reel me in and I revel in the warmth I see in them. I drive into her, deeper and harder, hitting the same spot over and over. The urge to let go is a blaze of heat inside me, consuming everything in its path except my need to possess and protect this woman.
“Theo!” she screams hoarsely, bucking hard, her walls tightening around my dick like a vise.
It doesn’t take long for me to go over the edge. I grunt harshly as I come hard and long inside her, spraying jets of cum with every shallow thrust. My breath comes out in ragged pants and my heart thuds hard. Slowly, I withdraw my spent dick and gently uncuff her wrists, slowly massaging them.
I press soft kisses to her closed lids, her forehead, and then her lips. “Grace, are you okay?” I ask softly, and I’m immediately ensnared in her drowsy gaze.
“Yes. I’m more than okay,” she assures me, smiling sleepily.
“Will you do this again?” I ask curiously, grinning at her answering nod.
She yawns aloud, closing her eyes, and my heart softens at the sight. “Sleep, sweetheart. I’ll be here when you wake up,” I whisper, pressing another kiss to her soft pink lips.
I watch her breathing turn even as she succumbs to sleep, feeling an immense gratitude for her unexpected presence in my life. She is a burning light that illuminates the dark patches in my soul.
She fits with me.
The thought remains in my heart as I get off the bed, gently lift her up, and carry her back to the bedroom.