Total pages in book: 129
Estimated words: 121654 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 608(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121654 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 608(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
“Do you want more?”
She nodded, small but certain.
“I’m just getting started, pet. But you have to play along.”
I left her again to retrieve a couple more items, and when I returned, the drunken want in her eyes clouded over with fear. I didn’t allow her time to let it build. Chopping it off at the root was the only way to handle this, and I wasted no time securing the blindfold around her eyes.
Her body had gone stiff, her knuckles white. I bent to kiss her, murmuring against her lips. “You are safe in my care.”
For a while, I kissed her leisurely, exploring her mouth with my own while my fingers played in her hair. She visibly relaxed, and the pulsing vein in her neck calmed.
“One more thing,” I said, nestling the earplugs between my fingers. “You don’t ever need a safe word with me. Tell me to stop, and I stop. It’s that simple, baby girl.”
Her head bobbed, and I inserted the plugs into her ears. Excitement thrummed through my veins and ignited a fire of renewed pressure inside me. Now it was time to play.
I took a moment to light a candle before I knelt and examined the items in the mini fridge. The usual suspects filled the shelves. Chocolate sauce, whip cream, chilled oil. But in the freezer portion, a tray of ice cubes beckoned me. I grabbed one cube and the chocolate sauce, setting them on the tray beside her.
Pinching the ice cube between my teeth, I leaned forward and waited for the melting droplets to splash against her breasts. She jerked at the first drop, and then gasped when I pressed the ice against her skin, swirling around the soft curve of her breast and over her nipple. I repeated the sequence in the opposite direction on her other breast before dropping the rest of the cube between the soft globes, leaving it there to melt.
Gypsy’s hands came together within the confines of the thread, a position of prayer she probably wasn’t even aware of. My cock itched to get inside those hands. To fuck away her sweet innocence and mark her with my wickedness. But this wasn’t about me.
When I checked on the wax, I tested it on my own skin first and determined it was ready. Easing a spoonful of the warm liquid from the jar, I teased it over her belly. The first drop forced a breath from her lips, and the second made her arch from the table. She’d never looked more beautiful than she did as she completely caved in and gave herself to me.
I dribbled the liquid over her stomach and breasts, watching it harden, watching her come undone. Between drops, her muscles tensed, and her skin prickled with anticipation. That was when I set the jar aside and reached for the cold chocolate sauce instead. The first trickle of cool liquid against her thigh made her lips part, and a thrill of pleasure vibrated up her throat when I lapped up the mess with my tongue. I repeated the deed just above her clit, a small drop, a tiny taste.
She whined, and I dived face first between her thighs, devouring her pussy like it was my salvation. Her hands broke apart, only to come down and thread through my hair, clutching and pulling as strangled sounds got caught in her throat.
“Lucian,” she chanted delicately.
I spread her legs farther apart, squeezing her ass in my palms as my tongue lapped at the moisture gifted just for me. She was wet, and she was broken, but right now, she was free. She came with the force of a hurricane, clinging to me as her body shook and shattered to pieces. It was too soon, and it wasn’t soon enough. I tasted her until she couldn’t bear another second, and then I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my cock.
I broke the thread around her ankles, spreading her legs apart and resting her feet against the edge of the table. The curve of her ass balanced delicately against the metal, and she was completely exposed and open for me. A warm cavity to be used and worshipped as I desired.
I squeezed her thighs between my palms and plunged my dick inside her. She cried out, and I groaned. “Hard,” I managed to get out. “I have to fuck you hard.”
It was the only thing I could manage, and it wasn’t a lie. The buildup was too much. Seeing her bound and willing, giving herself to me, I needed to claim her. I fucked her rougher than I ever had, need rising inside me as my balls slapped against her come-soaked flesh. It didn’t matter that I had only fucked her mouth a little over an hour ago. The pressure was already crawling up the base of my cock, desperate to get out.