Chapter Six #3
“Wh… what’s that, Sir?”
“If we’re going to do this, it means you’re mine now. You belong to me,” Leo replies.
“Yes, Sir. I belong to you. Now and forever,” the words leave my lips without thinking. Because I don’t need to think anymore.
“Good,” Leo releases me and pulls his hand from my face. He snaps his belt the same way he did earlier, and this time a wicked little glimmer is twinkling in his hungry eyes. “Get on the bed and get on all fours. You’ve been begging for that lesson. It’s time I taught you those manners.”
My breathing’s shaky as I follow his instructions. Leo’s going to bend me over and show me some manners. A pang of nervous excitement flitters through my chest.
I crawl over the bed on my hands and knees, separating my legs after I come to a stop.
“What are you going to do?” I ask.
“I’m going to spank you,” he says. “A naughty girl can only learn from being punished.”
My heart starts thumping in my chest. With Leo’s arms and the leather belt, it’s going to hurt. But, I’m not scared of the pain. I’m ready for it. I will relish in it.
Do your worst. Take me. Claim me. Make me yours. Do whatever it fucking takes.
“Head forward,” Leo demands, a hand running up and down my thighs. They reach the peak of my pussy, narrowly grazing my yearning flesh, before dropping again. He’s teasing me. Toying with me. And I’m loving every filthy second of it.
I turn away from him, shoving my head into the blanket, and biting the fabric. I know I’ll need some kind of gag to hide my moans. Leo snaps the belt one final time and nervously I turn to face him. His hand grazes over my back, grabbing a fistful of hair, and pulling my head up from the blanket.
“I want to hear you,” he says. It only serves to amplify the intensity of all this. “I want to hear your screams.”
He starts with a few gentle taps of the belt against my ass to warm me up.
They’re soft and taunting, preparing me for what’s about to come.
When Leo pulls back and drives forward, it’s not the sting of the leather I feel against my ass, but the firmness of his flat palm, squeezing my ass after impact.
My body instinctively moves forward with the impact. A howling groan escapes my lips. It didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would. It only sent my mind spiraling down, wanting more. Leo spanks me again. It stings. My ass is burning hot. Leo preps a third. I brace myself for the next.
It doesn’t come. Leo releases my head, and my body collapses forward.
He gets behind me, pressing his soft lips against my hot, stinging flesh.
Gentle kisses soothe my skin, moving lower and lower until he’s between my legs.
His tongue glides between my thighs, freely dancing over my sensitive parts.
The tip of his tongue barely grazes over my sensitive nub.
He’s doing it on purpose just to tease me.
Any other time and I’d be angry and frustrated, but instead, it only makes me yearn for him more.
The whimper that escapes my mouth is unavoidable.
Leo lets out a soft chuckle, before burying his face between my legs yet again.
I lift my ass in the air in an attempt to expose myself to him as much as possible.
Slowly and steadily, he pleasures me with his mouth.
Heat fills my body; I can tell I’m getting hot and red all over.
Leo’s tender gentleness doesn’t last much longer.
He loses himself, grunting as he devours my pussy, lapping up my juices as if they’re the most delicious nectar he’s ever tasted.
With firm hands cupping my ass, he spreads them apart.
He flicks at my nub, with just the right amount of speed and pressure.
I bury my face in the sheets to stifle my moans as I get nearer, but he notices.
Swiftly, he stands, one hand rubbing me just as quickly as his tongue was.
The other laces through my hair, twisting my head to look at him.
He doesn’t stop touching me as he speaks, and focusing on his words takes all of my might. “I said I want to hear you, Eve,” he growls, “I can’t do that if your face is buried in a blanket, now can I.”
All I can do in response is moan, and groan, and squeal. He’s got me wrapped around his finger, but I’m not complaining. Pulse after pulse, my body contracts and convulses in ecstasy. So much so, that he has to hold me in place so I don’t wriggle free from the overstimulation.
His proud, hedonistic smile drives me crazy. Leo doesn’t stop there. He stares deep into my eyes, those honey-colored eyes devouring me whole, as he keeps touching me, bringing me to the edge over and over again.
While I’m throbbing and aching in the best of ways, he turns me over, dragging me to the floor until I’m on my knees.
Desperately, I rip his jeans out of the way.
I just want his cock inside of me, by whatever means necessary.
He looks proud after I finally have his pants down to his knees.
He’s only at half-mast, yet I struggle to close my fist around his cock.
Absolutely delicious. I knew his cock would be huge. I can’t help the gleeful giggle that escapes my mouth.
“You like it, hmm?” he asks.
“I fucking love your cock already,” I moan.
Before he has a chance to respond, I drive my head forward, forcing all of his length into my mouth and down my throat. Leo lets out a loud, guttural groan. He nearly stumbles backward, in surprise, but quickly steadies himself.
It’s my turn to blow his mind.
Each time I bob my head back and forth over his shaft, I feel him harden even more. Having him in my mouth almost hurts – I have to stretch my mouth wide just to fit his girth, but that’s not going to stop me. A lazy hand rests on the top of my head as I suck, lick, and deep-throat his cock.
He’s a lot louder than I anticipated. Every time he moans, it sends shock waves through my body.
It makes me feel so powerful to make a man like Leo feel so good and so weak at the same time.
Another hand snakes through my hair, and both of them grip me tightly.
It’s Leo’s turn to take control. He holds my head firmly in place and I giggle, but it is cut short, as he moves his hips back and forth, slowly and steadily.
Then, he snarls and fucks my face so hard tears start to fall.
Every second of being by Leo turns me on even more.
We don’t break eye contact once. Only when I see stars and feel as if I’m going to pass out, does he pull away.
It takes a few deep, heaving breaths to get back to normal again.
After wiping away the slobbery mess on my face, I stand, take his hand, and pull him to the bed with me.
“Sir, I want you to fuck me,” I beg. “No, I need you to fuck me.”
“I’ll do that, Kitten. Under one condition,” Leo says. “I get to come wherever I want, no questions asked.”
The butterflies in my stomach go into overdrive. That’s far hotter than he probably realizes. “Yes, sir.”
One leg at a time, he gets onto his knees, between my legs. After fishing around for something, he gets his belt back out. I don’t protest when he fastens a loop around my wrists and ties the end to his bed frame.
I tug on the knot as hard as I can, yet it doesn’t budge.
Leo buries his face between my legs yet again, running a flat tongue all up and down my folds.
He stops at my clit, giving it some attention.
When I heave and my back arches, he stops and gives me a wink.
The denial makes me throb and ache. Just as I begin to pout, he grips the base of his cock, and slams himself into me.
Good. He’s not gentle, loving and slow. Exactly what I want.
Leo fills me up, his cock touching every inch of me.
His thrusts deep and hard, enough to drive any woman crazy.
He spreads my legs wider for his pleasure, his large frame looming over me, almost enveloping me entirely.
Leo grabs hold of my waist, his strong arms pulling and pushing me up and down his cock, as if I’m some little toy.
“Oh fuck, Leo,” I moan. “I can’t take it. Fuck me harder.”
“If I fuck you any harder I’m afraid I’d break you,” he says with a halting breath.
“I want to ache in the morning,” I growl. “I don’t care if you think I’m weak, Leo. Fuck me just how you’ve always imagined.”
He stops only for a moment to adjust himself. His thighs press into mine, pushing them closer towards my torso. His hands rest on either side of my head.
Leo fucks me with a new and frenzied energy.
As if I’m the last woman he’ll ever fuck, and the best lay he’s ever had.
Each thrust brings a new sound from the deep recesses of his lungs.
He lowers his head to plant kisses all over my breasts, tickling my nipples.
Soon they turn into nibbles, then bites, and I know that I’ll be bruised in the morning.
Yet, I’m happy about it. I’ll be marked by the great Leo Thorne, as his own little slut.
My bound hands find the cold, white wall and I press onto it periodically to push back into him, onto his cock. I am left quivering, short of breath at the emphatic skill of his lovemaking. It’s raw and primal and so fucking depraved. I’ll never have enough of it.
Leo kisses me, leaving me weaker than before. We moan into each other’s mouths. His groans are different now. Shorter and quicker. I think he’s close. He’s fucking me with a ferocious hunger I’ve never felt before, and it makes me feel alive.
In a flash, he pulls his cock out of me, scooting up, so his knees are on either side of my wrists. After only a few slow strokes, he expels string after string of hot, white cum all over me. It lands on my chest first.
Instinctively, I open my mouth, my tongue hanging out of my mouth. A final grunt and he comes all over my face. Some lands in my mouth, and I swallow the salty liquid eagerly. He lets out an exasperated chuckle, and I join in.
“You’ve made me all dirty now,” I tease.
“Hey, I had to teach you a lesson somehow, right?” He winks at me.