Chapter 35 #4
Only then does he reach for the silver nipple clamps, sliding the cold metal chain through his fingers before leaning over to pinch her sensitive nipples and attach the clamps tightly enough to make her gasp.
He looks at the honey jar, then uncaps it and drizzles golden honey over her nipples.
Then he uses the nipple clamps, tightening them slowly until she gasps, the honey making the metal cling to her skin.
Then he removes her thong. His fingers hook into the thin fabric.
He lowers his head to lick the sticky honey from her breasts, swirling his tongue around the sensitive clamps before slowly dragging her thong down her legs and tossing it aside.
Once she is bare, he spreads her thighs wide and lowers his mouth between her legs, his tongue licking a long, slow stripe up her slit before focusing entirely on rubbing and licking her swollen clit.
Her hips lift off the bed as he eats her out, his tongue expert and thorough as it licks up every drop of honey that has dripped down to her core.
He sucks her clit into his mouth, making her moan loudly, completely lost in pleasure with the blindfold on.
When she is dripping wet and moaning non-stop, he reaches for the dildo, coating it in lube before pressing it slowly into her tight entrance.
“Such a good girl, taking this,” he praises, sliding it in and out while his thumb circles her clit.
He slides the dildo deeper, hitting her sweet spot and making her cries out.
“Lucius…” she moans, her hips bucking. He smiles darkly, knowing exactly what she needs.
He pulls the dildo out completely, tossing it aside.
He is wearing sweatpants, the thick fabric stretching tightly over his enormous bulge.
He sits on the bed, pulling her into his lap with the blindfold still on.
She feels the huge tent in his pants pressing against her sensitive core through the soft fabric.
He reaches down and pulls his pants down his thighs in one quick motion, his thick cock springing free and slapping against her exposed pussy.
The sudden contact makes her gasp beneath the blindfold.
Then he guides his cock to her entrance, the swollen head pressing against her wet hole as he prepares to slide back inside her again.
“Ride me, baby,” Lucius says huskily, gripping her hips to help lift her onto his huge cock.
With the blindfold on, she has to feel her way, reaching down to grab his thick shaft and position it at her entrance before slowly sinking down onto those massive inches.
As she slowly lowers herself onto him, Lucius leans forward to capture her sensitive nipples in his mouth.
He swirls his tongue around the silver clamps, tugging gently with his teeth as she continues to ride him.
The dual sensation makes her moan louder and grip his shoulders for support.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he murmurs between licks, his tongue flicking eagerly over the clamp while she continues moving against him.
He cups her breast, squeezing and tugging, not letting up for a second.
As Lucius notices her nipples turning a deep red from the clamps and his persistent sucking, he gently removes them with a soft sound.
He immediately replaces them with his warm mouth, soothing the sensitive flesh with gentle kisses and licks while she continues to ride him slowly.
Without pulling out or breaking the rhythm of her ride, Lucius shifts their weight, smoothly laying her back onto the mattress while he moves on top.
Now it is his turn. He grips her hips and knees firmly, and begins to drive into her hard and deep, setting a punishing pace that makes her whole body bounce.
Suddenly he yanks the blindfold off, tossing it aside before his large hand wraps around her throat, squeezing just enough to make her dizzy.
“Look at my eyes while we do this,” he growls.
Their eyes lock, his gaze dark and predatory, stripping away any hiding place.
Sensing his peak approaching, he withdraws abruptly.
With a guttural groan, he strokes himself once, hard.
After everything, he collapses onto the mattress beside her. His chest heaves as his breath comes in heavy, ragged gasps, mixing with the low, haunting melody still playing from the television screen.
Reaching over to the nightstand, he grabs a box of wet wipes and tosses it gently into her hand. "Clean yourself, baby," he murmurs, his raw voice dropping into a rare, deeply affectionate softness.
A small, heavy silence settles between them, though the music continues to hum softly through the dark room. Lucius turns his head on the pillow to look at her, his usual cold expression softening into something entirely vulnerable. "I fucking love you, Tessa," he whispers into the dark.
On the other side of the bed, Tessa lies completely drained.
Her body feels incredibly heavy, still buzzing with the aftershocks of such intense pleasure.
Lucius doesn't let the space between them last; he wraps his arms securely around her waist, pulling her sticky, exhausted body flush against his bare chest.
She snuggles deeply into his warmth, her breathing evening out almost instantly as sleep overtakes her. Lucius presses a soft, lingering kiss to her forehead, whispering one last "I love you" before closing his own eyes and drifting off completely.
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