Chapter 10
Chapter Ten
Lily
When we go through the doors, stepping out into the night I take in the beauty before me.
There are Willow trees everywhere and the surrounding light casts a green glow over them.
The most breathtaking thing however is the massive waterfall up ahead.
It creates an exotic illusion that doesn’t feel like we’re in Chicago anymore.
“You like it?” he asks.
“It’s beautiful. I never imagined this being part of the club.”
“It’s bigger than what people think, wait until you see the hut,” he beams.
He leads me through the grove of trees until we get to a hut that looks exactly like the kind you’d find on an island somewhere. It has a thatch roof and wooden walls. When we step inside it’s like stepping into a fantasy.
Inside is massive with that less is more effect. There’s a bed in the center with a wrought iron headboard. The floor is wooden and leads to a glass wall that has an amazing view of a steamy hot tub.
It’s nice. All of it is nice and I wish I were here under different circumstances.
He moves in front of me and his eyes roam over my body, bringing my attention to why I’m here.
“Take off your mask,” he says.
I slip the mask off my face and gaze at him. “Why did you want me to wear a mask?” I ask.
“Because when you’re with me, you’re mine. I don’t want anyone looking at what’s mine.”
His. There’s something about the possessive manner he said that that entices me. But… I know if this were real, I’d be walking a dangerous path I walked before, the same shaky ground I walked when I belonged to Miguel.
Curiosity peaks in me when he walks over to the little nightstand by the bed. When he takes out a long silk cloth, I bite the inside of my lip, not quite knowing what he’s going to do with it. It looks like something you’d use for a blindfold. Is that what he’s going to do to me?
Blindfold me?
“Since you looked so fascinated with that woman in the sex dungeon, I think we should try this. She had nipple clamps. That will be too much for you to start with, but this won’t be,” he says and my pulse jumps into my throat when I realize he’s going to tie me up. She was tied up.
“Oh?” I breathe and swallow hard feeling my nerves scatter all over my body. “Will it hurt?”
He walks over to me, traces a line over my cheek again and gives me that predatory stare I’ve grown accustomed to. “No, I won’t hurt you. So, do you want to play?”
“You’re asking me?” I narrow my eyes at him, unsure if that’s a question.
“I am.”
A lot has shocked me tonight, but this has probably shocked me the most. As far as I’m concerned that agreement on my contract to do anything is my permission to do as I’m told.
“How comes?”
“Permission makes it better. Tonight, I want to dominate your body and push you to the limits of pleasure. Tonight… I just want to get lost in you.” His gaze clings to mine and his words paralyze me, holding me in place.
“I want to pleasure you in the ways you want… crave, need. So, angel, will you allow me to tie you up and fuck you?”
I’m almost certain it should scare me that this man knows exactly what to say to me to both arouse me and break down the walls I’ve placed up to shield myself.
The lure of what he’s offering makes me so wet I can barely focus.
Just like last night I find myself forgetting why I’m here and craving what he wants to do to me.
“Yes…” I answer, yielding to desire.
“Perfect… Red is your safe word…”
Safe word… there’s that word again. My mouth goes dry.
“Say it Lilly,” he says.
“Red.”
“Good girl,” he praises with a dark smile.
Instead of telling me to take my clothes off like the previous nights, he sets the cloth down on the bed and pushes down the straps of my negligee. Christian strips me down to nothing within seconds and crouches down to bury his face between my thighs.
Smoothing his hands over my ass, he pulls me close and inhales me.
He lingers there for a while and I sense there’s something on his mind.
Something external to us that might have to do with the bruise over his eye. He lifts his head and stands, and the look in his eyes is a tell that he’s ready to take me.
I’m ready for him too so when he leans in to kiss me, I go to him closing the space between us. When our lips meet its savage. Then the kiss turns greedy.
I turn greedy and when I forget what we are. I find myself pulling at his shirt. He allows me to and heat cascades over me when he moves away and smiles at my hands on his shirt. He covers them and gives my hands a gentle squeeze.
“Touch me however you want, angel,” he says brushing his nose over mine. “It’s only fair since I plan to touch you all night.”
Fire sparks inside my soul when he spreads his arms out either side allowing me to finish unbuttoning his shirt. With shaky hands I do, revealing that masterpiece body of his.
Once I have his shirt off, he picks me up and settles me down in the center of the bed. His features become darker when he reaches for the cloth and holds it out in front of me.
“Give me your hands,” he says.
I put my hands out to him and he wraps the scarf around my wrists, making the binding just tight enough to hold my hands together.
“Lie down and lift your arms up, it’s time to play with you.”
I lie down and place my arms above my head just as he says and I draw in a staggered breath when he ties the end of the scarf to the rails of the headboard.
As he secures the last knot, apprehension fills my mind and I feel vulnerable.
Christian seems to notice and smooths his hand over the flat of my stomach, soothing me.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you enjoy it,” he promises and slides his fingers deep inside my pussy.
I gasp at the exhilaration of his entry and moan when he slides in and out of me, slowly at first then faster. I writhe against the restraint and somehow, I feel better than when he fingered me without the restraint.
“You like that doll?” he asks pumping harder.
“Yes,” I moan.
“Think of my cock doing the same thing to you.”
I do, I remember his cock inside me last night and I want him again.
I moan louder when he speeds up and bends down to take my left breast into his mouth. He starts sucking hard straight away and it feels so damn good that I arch my back, pulling on the restraint. I think of the woman in the sex dungeon and now I know how she must have felt. Amazing.
Pleasure in undiluted hot waves slap over my skin, and I can barely catch my breath.
Christian moves from one breasts to the other in a wild suckle and pounds his fingers into my pussy giving me a prelude to what it will feel like when he takes me with his cock. His mouth and his fingers drive me wild, insane, and crazy with need for more.
“Christian…” I moan as the first tug of an orgasm pulls on my insides. “I’m coming.”
“Come, doll. Come for me. I want to feast on your tight little pussy,” he groans, and I come instantly.
He moves down to my pussy to spread my legs wider and as my arousal flows down from my passage he takes it all, licking it all up.
His tongue thrashes fiercely over my clit creating another stir deep inside my belly.
As he eats me out he reaches that secret part of me that wants me to give in to him.
I’ve barely managed to catch my breath when he pushes his tongue deeper into my passage, swirling around the walls. the thrill of pleasure cascades over my body, holding me place so he can devour me like he’s eating his last meal.
Once again, I pull against the scarf. This time my skin tingles and moans of raw ecstasy pour from my lips. Fire, wild and uncontrollable licks over my skin.
When he looks at me a wicked smile lights up his face. He pulls his fingers out of my pussy then brings them to my lips for me to taste.
“Taste the sweetness of your pretty little cunt the way I do,” he husks gazing down at me with lust filled eyes.
Melting under his stare, my lips part and he pushes his fingers inside my mouth.
I taste myself. Taste my need on his fingers and realize that’s what I taste like.
Need. The need to be touched, the need to have a break and escape too from reality.
The need for him to keep doing what he’s doing to me.
I taste like I need him to be inside me.
I come again and he smiles with pure satisfaction, lowering to suck my breasts as I come undone.
He then backs off the bed and shrugs out of his pants and boxers, pushing them down his legs. Naked, perfect, and fully erect he gets back on the bed.
Christian strokes his cock and my mouth waters. Then he guides himself into my entrance.
My body welcomes him, and he slides right inside me and starts moving his hips in and out, searing me with the thickness and magnitude of his cock.
My God, the heat comes back and by the time he starts to fuck me, I’m gasping for air.
I’ve never felt anything like him. He fucks me into the mattress leaving me writhing beneath him and against the restraint of the scarf.
Ruthlessly he takes me, mercilessly he claims me, and he make sure I know he’s owning my body.
The sensation that luxuriates over my body only heightens when he speeds up and fucks me with a furious speed that makes my breasts bounce painfully.
I come again and again, losing my touch on reality. The room fills with the sounds of us in the lock of this wild fantasy and I know as hot cum floods my passage that this is just the beginning of our night.