Chapter 46 #2
Snaking my tongue out over her skin, I licked her other breast in the same manner until I reached the top curve of her breasts. My lips left a trail of gentle kisses that followed down her sides as I traced the dips and curves of her body and then back up.
Licking gently again at her breasts, I treated the undersides to the same torture. Moving tantalizingly closer to her nipples had her moaning in anticipation.
“You’re teasing me,” she whined.
“You asked me to, remember?”
“I’ve changed my mind.”
“Nope, that’s not how it works. Now if you don’t mind.”
I moved back to tormenting her with kisses, and when I knew she couldn’t take it a minute longer, my tongue stretched out and I touched the very tip of it against her nipple. Her breath hitched in her throat.
“You want me to suck hard, don’t you?”
“Yes, Sir, please?”
Instead, I traced the tip around her nipple, following the texture of the outer part of her large areola. Slowly around, I worked my way, and I opened my mouth as if to suck it deep, but then moved to the other side. She groaned in frustration.
“Sorry, I won’t neglect a single inch of you. And I love the way your nipples are so tight as you await my mouth.”
“Ooh,” she moaned as the tip of my tongue touched her delicate nipple before mapping my way around this one.
“What do you want right now?”
“Your lips sealed around my nipple and then your teeth scraping lightly against it as you pull.”
“In due time,” I murmured before I moved downward.
Her chest heaved as I kissed the flesh of her soft stomach until I stopped at the waistband of her panties.
“Don’t move a single muscle,” I warned.
“Yes, Sir,” she panted in eager expectation.
Gripping the edge of the satin in my teeth, I slowly pulled down. My fingers lightly brushed over her hips and down her thighs as I teased the silky material from her body. My lips brushed against the mark on her pussy.
Until she got her tattoo, I vowed to keep my mark covering the scar. There were only two people on this planet I would trust to tattoo her in this area. And only one she’d accept. I’d wait for Bellarusso. In fact, I would be discussing it with her the next session I had.
I inhaled her scent, feeling euphoric. She was all mine. I moved further down, still pulling with my teeth. My nose stopped right over the spot where her clit throbbed. I sucked in deep breaths through my nose, closing my eyes.
God, I loved her body. My teeth released her panties as my hands ripped them down her legs. My mouth moved to her pussy, and my tongue licked from the bottom to the top in a long, slow movement. She quivered, and I pulled back.
“Tell me you trust me, angel.”
“With every part of my soul, I do.”
“And that, my dear, is why I love you so.”
Standing, I gently pushed her back onto the bed. Instinctively, she positioned herself with her head on the pillow. My hand ran down her left leg, where I pulled it toward the corner of the bed. My hand wrapped around the soft leather tie down.
“Safeword rules apply. Do I need to repeat them?”
“No, Sir, not at all and just so you know I’m as green as green can possibly be.” Her voice was confident and conveyed the excitement coursing through her. “Please don’t make me wait any longer. I’ve been a good girl.”
A wicked grin covered my face as I tied a simple knot just strong enough to hold her leg firmly to the bed.
With butterfly soft touches, I caressed her skin up her tied leg, along her inner thigh, across her pussy and down the right leg.
I secured that one, but this time on my way back up her body, I stopped to rub the outside of her pussy lips.
“Andrew,” she whined.
“Close your eyes for me. And keep them that way until I tell you otherwise,” I commanded.
They fluttered closed instantly, and my heart soared. She trusted me that much. Damn, it was beautiful. Pausing, I made my way to the chest again and pulled out a few items. After walking back and putting the items out of sight. I trailed my hands up her body until I cupped her breasts.
I pinched both nipples lightly before letting them go. I tied her left wrist to the bed and, like the obedient girl she was, she lifted her right one for me as if to say hurry, please.
I chuckled. “We’ll keep one untied. And you can open your eyes, angel.”
Blinking, she looked first at her right hand, which I was still holding, and gave me a confused look. “But why?” she breathed.
“In case you want to touch me. Do you want to touch me, Tori?”
“God, so much,” she moaned and then shivered as my tongue touched her earlobe and moved down her neck.
Her right hand shot up, and around my head until her fingers were wound in my hair. She gently pulled, causing me to moan. Lower and lower I kissed, flicking my tongue against her soft skin. Her back arched as my lips neared her left nipple. My lips just missed it, and she squeaked in protest.
Finding it again, my lips closed powerfully over it, and I sucked hard.
She yelped as her back arched and her hand tightened in my hair to keep my head in place.
I scraped my teeth over it before sucking hard once more.
Bringing my other hand up, I teased her other nipple with the feather I was holding.
She asked to be teased with sensory play and toys.
Easily within my wheelhouse, so I aimed to please.
Ravaging her with my mouth, I marked her as I lightly swept the feather back and forth under and above the right nipple, but never touching it. My mouth switched sides. This time I let the feather trail down her waist and hip, down to her exposed center.
My head moved once more to the other nipple and kissed around it, circling it, teasing her. Her hand glided my head, over her nipple so I gave in and sucked. Her back arched, and I slid my fingers under it, ever so lightly, touching her skin.
My hand stopped on the small of her back, and shivers raced up and down her body. I pulled my lips away and laughed loudly when she grabbed the pillow under her head and brought it up to her mouth and screamed into it.
I kissed further down until I was at the juncture of her thighs. She yanked the pillow off and threw it. My tongue slipped out and flicked her outer lips, just touching them, giving her a quick taste of what was to come. Her fingers entangled in my hair once more.
“I swear, I don’t know if I should push you away or pull you closer. I need your tongue inside my pussy, Sir.”
“I can tell. But I wonder if you’re desperate enough just yet. I don’t know. I can feel how much you want it, but is the ache deep enough? Is it driving you to utter abandonment? I’d say we have a way to go first. I’m aiming to give you what you asked for. Check in with me, please.”
“Green, Sir. But I’m a little afraid.”
“Of?”
“Losing control completely.”
“I thought you said you trusted me?”
“I do,” she whimpered.
“Then trust the process and let me continue. Because I promise you, if you do, that is exactly what will happen. It might seem scary, but it will be beautiful, too.”
My tongue flicked back out, this time sliding between her pussy lips and delving inside. I’d made up my mind. The night had officially begun, and as she gripped my hair; I knew she understood. Heat radiated from her, and I ran my tongue up the warm opening, pushed in and tasted her.
Moving up to her clit, it quivered as if anticipating the feel of my touch. Instead, I moved to the right side of her pussy. My tongue slowly danced over the silky inner crease where the tendon of her leg was.
She convulsed and shivered on the bed. My hand brought the trusty feather back into play.
I trailed it along her inner thigh as I cupped her ass hard in my other hand.
My mouth fell to her pussy, where my tongue pushed once more inside her.
Slight tremors coursed through her as my tongue moved to drawing circles small and tight around her swollen clit.
I took my time building the sensation of sexual tension until her body was so tightly wound, goosebumps popped up all over her. Every nerve ending in her body was firing. I continued with the feather, bringing it up her stomach and toward her breasts.
The feather was long enough that I could run it across them both at the same time. As I teased her nipples, lightly stroking them, she moaned my name. The sound was one I’d become accustomed to hearing. She was close.
Her orgasm was pulsing through her and would wash over her any minute now.
Her fingers laced tightly in my hair, and she pushed her pussy up to me, arching and pulling on the restraints, and I continued playing with her.
I released her clit, pulling my mouth back.
I moved the feather away from her nipples.
“No,” she begged.
“Angel, your blood is pounding through your veins, every last one of your muscles are so tightly wound. You’re ready for the explosive release, aren’t you? You were so close it was right there and now it’s hovering, unable to burst through, huh?”
“Yes,” she sobbed, throwing her free hand over her face.
“Welcome to a light edging 101 class,” I teased before putting the feather on the bed next to her.
I reached down. Her muffled cries as she arched her hips up, wanting me to put my mouth on her wet pussy, was just the distraction I needed.
She begged. Her words were garbled, with little bits here and there filtering through.
The occasional please, I need it, don’t do this to me, and then more begging.
“What was that?” I asked.
“Please, Sir, if you love me, you would let me come.”
She drew the last syllable out, and it masked the low hum that filled the air. When she finally heard it, her eyes whipped open, and she whimpered.
“Angel, did you just try to manipulate me for your orgasm?”
“No,” she breathed, panting. “I just really want to come. Don’t you want me to come for you, Sir?”
“See, before you asked, I was just going to tease you a little, but now. Now I think we’re going to have to drag this out.”
“No,” she huffed.
“Don’t worry, I have the perfect solution to our earlier issue of you not listening to my instructions about your panties.”
“Not that again?” she mumbled, rolling her eyes.
I secretly loved that she felt safe enough with me to do that. I trailed the remote-controlled panty vibrator up her leg to her inner thigh. She moaned and bucked, arching her back to get closer to it.
I slapped her cunt hard, making her cry out and pull against the restraints. I purposefully kept my eyes on her free hand to watch what she would do. When she settled back down and was still, I rubbed out the sting.
“The best thing about edging, angel, is that I get to enjoy you at my leisure. You asked and I intend to do just that.”
A small whimper came from my beautiful girl as I trailed the vibrator once more up her leg.
This time, she remained as still as could be.
Untying her legs, I got her situated with the panties quickly, hovering the vibrator over her swollen clit, watching her jolt.
I snapped the band around the top of her pussy and retied her legs.
“You ready?”
She nodded, releasing a deep groan, and her hips rocked up.
“This vibrator has five levels. You and I are going to play a game. It’s called ‘Level Up’.
The rules are as follows. You will control your body and listen to my every command.
You’re not allowed to come until the very last one.
I’m going to edge you through each one. You’re going to shake and tremble so beautifully for me.
If you can’t control yourself…well, I don’t want to even think about that. ”
“Yes, Sir.” Her heart raced. I leaned in and kissed her on the lips.
“I’m not going to hurt you. You’re being such a good girl,” I murmured.
Seconds passed, and I moved my hands to her nipples and rolled them between my fingers and thumbs, pulling as she gasped.
Her eyes were wide and glazed over. My stimulation of her nipples sent her hips to bucking and legs pulling against the restraints.
She was a mess of groans and whimpers as the pleasure built between her legs.
Clicking my tongue, I asked, “Are we struggling already, angel? Remember the rules.”
I twisted and pulled hard as she moaned loudly, and her fight against the restraints increased.
Every muscle in her body strained as she fought to obey me.
I pulled the vibrator away from her dripping pussy as she slumped against the bed and panted.
I moved my other hand down between her legs and cupped her pussy. My palm pushed softly against her clit.
I leaned down, my breath against her ear, and she shivered. “You did it. That was level one.”
I pressed the button on the remote, and the vibrator hummed a little louder.
Victoria tensed in anticipation. I quickly seated it inside her panties, snug against her clit, and she bucked wildly.
She gripped the soft leather in her left hand.
Whimpering beautifully, she strained against the vibrator.