Chapter 25 #2
Isaac leaves me lying on the bed while he walks back over to his array of mystery items. My arms begin to tingle and lose feeling from the position I’m laying in. Shifting to the side as much as I can, I groan and release the pressure a bit.
I can’t see what Isaac is doing from where I’m at, but I can hear him. He comes back into view, holding what looks like a small tube in his hand.
“I heard what you said to Jules the first night she was here.” He says, opening the bottle.
That asshole.
I knew he was standing there. He tried to play it off like he wasn’t eavesdropping, but the ice cream was too melted to have just been served.
“Haven’t you heard it’s rude to eavesdrop?” I look up at him and he arches an eyebrow, amusement flickering across his face. I’m not exactly sure which part he is referring to, considering a lot was shared that night.
God, I hope he didn’t hear me mention he has a big dick. He’s already cocky enough as it is.
“Look at you Serena.” His voice drops lower, rougher. “Do you really think pushing me is the smartest choice for you right now?”
He’s not wrong.
And somehow, that only makes me want to push him more. Because I know exactly what happens when Isaac gets riled up. His control slips and frays at the edges. Allowing his darker, less restrained side come through. Rough and unforgiving.
And the worst part is, I’m craving that side of him.
I want him to be rough.
I want him to use me. To play with me.
I want him to make me come while he chokes me and leaves me on the brink of existence. Should I want it as much as I do?
Probably not.
But when Isaac takes control over me like that, I lose all sense of reality. I love to be his plaything. I am his toy and he can do whatever the fuck he wants with me.
Isaac grabs my legs and turns them, flipping me over onto my stomach. He then pushes them up into a ninety-degree angle, so my chest is on the mattress, and spreads them. Exposing my ass completely.
I know I just said he could do whatever he wanted with me, but I’m not so sure I’m ready for this. A thin layer of sweat glistens on my skin. My breath is hot as I struggle to breathe into the mattress and my whole body is trembling.
Isaac palms my ass, gently massaging my hips in slow, steady motions. “Relax Mi Vida. The more you tense up, the more it’s going to hurt.”
The low rasp of his voice sends a shiver down my spine, but my body relaxes slightly at his reassurance. Despite all the darkness I suspect is inside him, I know he wouldn’t do anything that would harm me. Not in a way that mattered at least.
He leans over me, the heat and weight of his body pressing into my back. I let out a sharp hiss when the metal of the cuffs bite into my already sensitive skin.
Instantly, his rough hand slides down my arm, tracing the area with his thumb. “Easy Little Firecracker.” He murmurs in my ear.
“I want to fuck your perfect ass Serena.” His fingers dance lightly along my lower back. “But I know you haven’t had a cock in there before, so I’m going to have to work you up to that.”
My heart pounds against my chest. If he’s not going to fuck it right now, what is he going to do?
I hear him open a bottle behind me and then feel a cool liquid drip onto my crease. “First, I’m going to insert my finger.” He runs his finger up from my pussy, bringing the lube up with it. I tighten when I feel him at my tight entrance.
“Relax baby. It shouldn’t hurt this time. Just allow yourself to feel and be in the moment.” His voice is calm and commanding. My body responds almost on instinct, and I force my muscles to loosen and brace myself for what’s coming next.
His finger traces slow small circles. Teasing.
A shaky breath leaves me, the anticipation becoming unbearable. Then I feel the gentle pressure as he begins to push it inside.
It feels strange at first. Foreign and intrusive. My body tightens, automatically trying to resist.
“Breathe Mi Vida.”
His voice is soft and coaxing now. He moves slowly, giving me time to adjust around his finger and get used to the sensation. I take a deep, shaky breath and allow myself to relax around him. The tension in my body starts to melt away with every slow stroke.
The feeling begins to shift from invasive and uncomfortable, to warm, and blooms into something deeper. And as I keep breathing, I give in to it instead of fighting him.
“That’s my girl.” I mewl at his praise and move my ass into him. Just as heat starts to coil deep inside me, I feel his finger leave. I whimper at the empty feeling it leaves behind.
I barely have a chance to compose myself before Isaac grabs the rope and pulls me into a seated position. He stands at the side of the bed, and I see him holding a toy of some sort. It looks like a vibrator, but not one I’ve ever seen or used before.
The main part looks like my typical vibrator I have in my end table at home. It has the main shaft with the small clitoral stimulator on the top. But unlike mine, it also has a beaded shaft on the other side that curves upward.
“On your back Serena. I want you to hang your head off the edge of the bed.” I’m not sure how he expects me to maneuver onto my back with my hands bound. But I manage. My shoulders ache as I scoot myself up just enough to where my head dangles off the edge.
Isaac steps up to the bed and stands in front of my face, leaning over my body. I hear him pop open the lid to the lube again, and then the cold sting of silicone rubbing along my slit takes my attention. Up and down in slow teasing movements.
The slickness of the lube provides no resistance, allowing him to spread my lips with ease. A startled gasp slips from me when he thrusts it inside me without any kind of warning, stretching both my pussy and my ass at once.
My back arches off the bed, and he answers with a sharp bite to my nipple, pulling a helpless moan from my lips. I’ve never felt this fullness before, and with every thrust, the overwhelming pressure pushes me closer and closer to the edge.
Stopping his movements, he straightens and traces a finger up my neck. “This is a remote-controlled vibrator.” He murmurs. “It has thrusting capabilities on both ends.”
Isaac lifts the remote in his hand and presses a button.
I jerk at the sudden vibration pulsing in my ass, the sensation causing my legs to tense instantly.
A low moan slips from me as waves of pleasure roll through my body.
Before I know it, all of my muscles in my body lock when the toy presses against my clit, and my head falls back against the mattress as my climax crashes over me.
“Already baby? We haven’t even gotten to the good part.”
That wasn’t the good part? It felt pretty good to me. My entire body is trembling, and my arms have officially gone numb from laying on top of them.
Between my panting, I hear the metal clanking of his belt buckle, followed by the sound of his zipper filling the room.
My eyes flutter open and lift upward, landing on his hard cock in front of me.
He grabs my throat and squeezes, locking my gaze with his.
“There’s nothing wrong with the things you want, Serena.
” His grip softens slightly, enough to brush his thumb against my throat reassuringly.
“You never have to feel ashamed. I will gladly be the one to fulfill all of your fantasies.”
“But let me be perfectly clear.” He growls, his fingers tightening around my throat once again.
“I do not share what is mine. And if another man even thought of looking at you, I would cut his eyes out.” Confusion floods through me and I swallow against his fingers, welcoming the darkness that begins to creep into the edge of my vision.
My eyes widen when I realize what he is referring to.
He heard me tell Jules that I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be taken by three guys at the same time. Isaac heard me confess a wild fantasy, what it might feel like to be completely claimed. And in less than three days, he’s making it happen.
He didn’t laugh. He didn’t even flinch. Without hesitation, he is turning a whispered confession into reality.
No judgement.
No weird looks or disgust shadowing his eyes.
Just him. Intentional and focused entirely on me.
On my pleasure.
On my trust.
On making me feel safe enough to want something wild and feel deserving enough to have it.
And somehow, it’s that very acceptance that feels most intoxicating than it all.
He teases my mouth with the head of his dick and I lick my lips. “Beg me for it. Tell me how much you want my cock in your mouth.”
“Please.” I whimper.
“Please what Mi Vida.” Pressing a button on the remote, he increases the intensity of the vibrations, causing my words to get stuck in my throat.
“Pl-please… I want you to f-fuck my mouth.” I stick out my tongue and open my mouth for him.
“Always so eager for my cock.” He pushes the tip past my lips, hitting the back of my throat, and blocking my air. I gag and he pulls out before turning on the thrusting action of the vibrator.
All at once I have him fucking my mouth and the vibrator thrusting inside my pussy and ass. The sensation is overwhelming, and it isn’t long before I feel another orgasm building inside me.
Black spots dance around my vision while tears spill from my eyes. I’m doing my best to breathe with what little air he is giving me. His pace quickens and I know he is close to finishing.
I take my tongue and swirl it around the tip of his cock when he pulls back. His grip tightens around my neck and he thrusts harder, pounding the back of my throat with no mercy. Between his cock in my mouth, and the vibrator filling me, I lose it.
My scream is muffled as he gives one last thrust before his cum spills down my throat. He pulls out and I sputter, trying to catch my breath. Cum and spit covering my face.
Isaac already has a warm washcloth ready and wipes my face before helping me up. He unlocks the handcuffs and I rub my tender wrist.