Chapter 8 #3
He leaned over her and whispered, “Fuck, you’re so damn incredible. Your pretty skin is so hot, and I love leaving my marks all over it. I love that they’ll remind you tomorrow of what we did here tonight.”
“What? Does that mean it’s over?” she asked, her voice holding an edge of panic.
He moved around the spanking bench and knelt in front of her face. With a hand fisted in her hair, he lifted her head to gaze into her eyes. They were like liquid moonlight, gleaming with shades of amber and gold.
“You look like a god damn lioness. That fierce with pleasure. But are you still good to go? Or too far gone to know? No, don’t answer; the question is for me.”
She blinked up at him, smiling dreamily. “Yes, Sir.”
“Oh, yeah, you’re far gone, my lovely. Time to take you out of here.”
“Nooooo,” she protested.
“Oh, yes,” he countered. “Be a good girl and do as I say.”
She let out a huffing breath. “Okay. I mean, yes, Sir.”
“I know, I know,” he said. “You’re in the forever place. And there’s more we can do, but not here, beautiful girl. I’m a man of my word.”
“Ohhhh…”
He unbuckled the cuffs, letting her wrists and ankles loose, and massaged them for a few moments before he helped her to sit upright and lifted her off the spanking bench.
“Here, lean against this while I get a robe for you.”
She did as he said, and he made sure she was steady on her feet before turning to accept a robe from a service submissive, giving her a nod of thanks before helping Claudia slip into the soft silk and guiding her back to the chair.
“Sit,” he ordered, and she did.
He turned to gather his toys, and quickly put everything back in his bag and zipped it up, then went back to her. He squatted down so he could see her face. She was still soft and dreamy, still subspaced. So fucking beautiful.
“Can you walk to the tunnel, Claudia? We’re going back to your apartment.”
She nodded. “Yes, Sir.” She got to her feet, and he held on to her. “But, Sir?”
“What is it?”
“Can we go to your place?”
“Why is that?”
“Because if we go to mine, then you can get up and leave any time.”
He stopped and took her face in his hand.
“I’m not going anywhere, babygirl. I’d have to be a total idiot to do that right now.
And as dumb as I can be sometimes, this is not one of those times.
” He leaned closer and kissed her lips, felt her smile as he kissed her.
He murmured, “No. Not that stupid. And I am nowhere near done with you. But we said no sexual contact in the public Dungeon. And if I don’t get my hands on you, and at some point my cock inside you, I will lose my damn mind. ”
She laughed, leaning into him. “Me, too.”
Claudia could barely stand to wait the three or four minutes it took to ride the golf cart through the tunnel to the staff apartments.
When they reached the garage, she sat quietly until Brody came around and helped her out, then they got into the elevator, where he kissed and nibbled on her neck until her entire body ached for him.
They got out on the third floor, and Brody let them into his apartment, dropped his toy bag on the floor, and picked her up, depositing her on the bed.
“Robe off,” he commanded.
She slipped it from her shoulders, and as she did, she had the strongest urge to be rid of the bra and thong.
To be naked for him, despite her usual self-consciousness about the loose skin from her weight loss.
But her physical imperfections were nothing more than a momentary thought.
She was too subspaced, too much in need of his touch. His cock.
“Yeah, I need those gorgeous tits,” he told her before reaching behind her to undo the clasp, then sliding the sheer fabric from her body. “Oh, fuck, yeah,” he murmured then took them in his hands, squeezing just a little.
It felt so good: his touch, being so bare before him, the look of awe in his eyes.
He bent his head and brushed her skin with his beard, across one nipple, then the other. It tickled a little and felt amazing. Her nipples came up hard.
“Ah, your tits like my beard, do they?”
“I like your beard,” she told him, making him chuckle.
He slid his fingertips over her nipples, sending ripples of pleasure into her system, then he lightly pinched them both.
“Mmm… yes, Sir.”
He started to really play with them, brushing them with his fingertips, pausing to pinch them again, then to roll them between his forefingers and thumbs. She let her head fall back, soaking up the sensation, pleasure shafting into her, making her wetter and wetter.
“You like this, don’t you, when I tease your nipples? Yeah, they’re so damn hard, and such a dark shade of pink. Have to taste them, suck on them.”
He leaned in and did just that, sucking first one, then the other. He sucked harder and harder, making it hurt a bit, which she loved. Pleasure was rolling over her in waves, shooting straight to her clit, and it pulsed with need as she panted her pleasure.
“You look so damn beautiful sitting there on the corner of the bed.” He shifted to slip her thong down over her legs. “Ah, that’s it; that’s what I need to see. That pretty pink flesh, so wet and needy. I need you, too, pretty girl. Now lean back a bit and spread your thighs for me.”
She did, feeling wonderfully wanton. Wonderfully submissive to this man.
He stepped closer, and her body tensed in anticipation as he slowly reached for her, his hand moving to her inner thigh and sweeping over the sensitive skin there. Goosebumps rose, sending chills up her spine.
His fingers reached the edge of her swollen folds, and he ordered, “Wider. Really spread for me.”
She did, her mind sinking deeper into that lovely, ethereal place.
When he finally stroked her wet slit, she let her head fall back as she moaned, sensation trembling through her, making her clit pulse.
“Oh, yeah. Stay right there.”
He yanked his shirt over his head and she heard him unlace his boots and kick his way out of them, then he got down on his knees and held her thighs wide with his hands.
“You are so god damn beautiful, every single inch of you. And your sweet pussy… I need to worship it. And I’m going to, with my hands, with my mouth.
I’m going to fuck you with my tongue. I’m going to lick from one end to the other.
I’m going to suck your whole clit into my mouth, and I won’t stop until you come.
And I’m going to fuck you with my fingers, thrust them deep inside you, work your g-spot until I feel it swell up, until the pressure is so great, you’ll only find relief when you come for me. ”
“Oh, god…”
She couldn’t believe how hot his dirty talk was. It wasn’t something she’d ever really thought she’d be into. But fuck, it was a turn-on.
He leaned in to kiss her, and she kissed him back hungrily. She couldn’t get enough of him. He ended the kiss and pulled back, and she would have felt bereft if he hadn’t just told her all the hot and dirty things he was about to do to her.
He slid his hands down her thighs, spread them, holding them there with such command, she could feel it down to her bones.
His.
For now.
But now was all that mattered.
She watched as he bent his head and blew lightly on her sensitive, needy flesh, sending shudders racing through her. His tongue darted out at her clit, and she arched her hips, but he pulled back.
“No. Hold still.”
His fingers dug into her thighs as he moved closer and licked her clit once more, and desire was like small jolts of electric current, sparking into her body through her pussy, every nerve on high alert.
Then he started that slow licking he’d promised, from the bottom of her slit to the top, where her tight clit peeked out.
He paused there, letting his tongue go soft as he swept it over the tip, and she moaned at the change in sensation.
When he moved his hands to her inner thighs, then lower to hold her folds apart, she was panting even before he pushed his tongue into her hole.
He started to fuck her with his tongue, like some small, wet cock, and it felt so damn good.
The longer he fucked her, pinching her labia between tight, commanding fingers, the harder she panted.
Pleasure shafted into her, over and over, her mind emptying out.
He kept licking her slit, fucking her with his tongue, then licking her clit while he pressed just the tip of his finger inside her, and she was going crazy with anticipation, with sensation, with the need for more.
She needed everything—everything he’d promised, and it felt as if it still would never be enough.
Finally, he pushed two fingers deep inside her and took her hard little clit in his mouth, sucking and teasing the tip with his tongue while he pinched her labia with his free hand.
It was sensation overload, something she’d come to love already.
She leaned back on the bed, unable to hold herself up any longer, unable to do anything but take it, to tremble with need as the pressure inside her built.
She was floating, her mind half numb, her body on fire as he worked her so masterfully.
And this time he didn’t make her edge; he let her body do whatever it wanted to. And she wanted to come.
He hooked his fingers to rub her g-spot as he sucked hard on her clit, and need spiraled, sensation taking over. She couldn’t think. She was nothing but this exquisite pleasure, this absolute need to climax. And she did, shivering as her orgasm went through her like wildfire.
“Oh, oh, ohhhhhh!”
Her hips jerked as she came, and he kept at it, sucking, pinching, commanding her body. And in moments she was coming again—or still—she wasn’t sure. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was how incredible everything felt. And that it was him doing these amazing things to her.
Brody.
“I need you,” she told him, reaching for him.
In moments he was naked and on top of her, then he was inside her, thrusting, his big cock buried deep, and pleasure built once more.
He kissed her neck as he bucked into her, driving sensation into her.
He paused only long enough to wrap his big hands around her knees, pushing them up until her legs were slung over his shoulders, opening her pussy to him.
Then he thrust back in, even deeper, harder, and it hurt a little, but she loved the pain.
Loved being so wide open to him. Loved that he made her feel as if she belonged to him.
Brody.
No.
But everything felt too damn good, and as yet another climax tore through her, as a growl came from deep in his chest and he pumped into her as he came, she let all thought slip away, and cried out into the night.