Chapter 41.-3
I licked my dry lips, my voice coming out in a husky whisper. “I’m good. So…fucking good.”
Clim
A wicked grin spread across his face, dark and predatory. “Then I have some unfinished business to attend to. That pretty p***y of yours has been begging for my mouth all night.”
He slid down my body, his broad shoulders forcing my legs wider as he settled between them. One
thick finger teased my entrance, finding me drenched, before pushing inside with agonizing
slowness. I gasped at the intrusion, my walls clenching greedily around him. He hummed in
approval, the vibration sending sparks through me, then lowered his head.
His tongue was torturously gentle at first-long, lazy licks along my folds, circling my swollen clit
without quite touching it. He lapped at me like I was the sweetest dessert, savoring every drop of
my arousal. “Fuck, you taste like mine,” he murmured against my skin, his hot breath making me
shiver. “So wet for me already. Dripping down my chin.”
This time, there was no escape. No way to grind against his face or chase the friction I craved. I
pulled desperately on the restraints, the fabric biting just enough to remind me of my helplessness,
sending jolts of pleasure-pain straight to my core. When I tried bucking my hips, seeking more, he
pinned me down with one unforgiving hand on my pelvis, holding me flat against the mattress.
“Stay still, baby,” he growled, his voice muffled as he sucked my clit into his mouth, flicking it mercilessly with the tip of his tongue. “This cunt is mine tonight. I decide when you come.”
Goddess, the man was driving me fucking insane. Every slow, deliberate stroke of his tongue built
the pressure higher, coiling tighter in my belly. He added a second finger, scissoring them inside
me, curling to hit that spot that made stars explode behind my eyelids. My thighs trembled, slick
with my own juices and his saliva, the obscene wet sounds of him devouring me filling the room.
Writhing helplessly under him, I cried out, my voice breaking as the edge crept closer. “Rhyson,
please… fuck, please let me come,” I panted, shameless and desperate. “I need it so bad. Please, I’ll do anything-please!”
He lifted his head just enough to meet my eyes, his lips glistening with my essence, chin dripping.” Yes,” he hissed, voice rough with lust. “That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. Begging like my good little queen.”
Then he attacked-raking his teeth over my throbbing clit, sharp enough to sting in the most delicious way, while plunging a third finger deep inside me, stretching me wide. The overload shattered me. I broke open with a scream, my body bowing off the bed as much as the restraints allowed, waves of ecstasy crashing through me. My p***y clenched rhythmically around his fingers, gushing wetness that he licked up greedily, his tongue relentless as he worked me through
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every pulsing aftershock.
The sensations built to overwhelming, my clit hypersensitive and throbbing, and I jerked back instinctively, whimpering. Only then did he relent, lifting his head with a satisfied smirk, his face shiny and obscene with my release.
Crawling up my body like a predator claiming his prize, he hovered over me, his c**k hard and leaking against my thigh. “Do you have any idea how much you drive me crazy? How fucking perfect you look tied up and screaming for me?”
“I’m the one tied to the bed,” I muttered breathlessly, still twitching from the intensity.
He chuckled darkly, nipping at my bottom lip. “Damn right. I should keep you like this forever,
bound and spread for me. You won’t have to worry about the world outside. You’ll be safe right
here, baby.”
Claim
Before I could protest, he captured my mouth in a hungry, filthy kiss, forcing me to taste myself on
his tongue, salty, musky, utterly depraved. He trailed those wet kisses down my neck, sucking hard
enough to leave marks, branding me as his.
“This body belongs to me,” he growled against my skin, grinding his erection against my soaked
core. “Every inch. I’ll keep this greedy little p***y nice and wet, stuffed full whenever I want. Make you scream my name until your voice is gone, until you’re a dripping, begging mess.”
Caught in the hazy afterglow, my body still humming, it was intoxicating to sink into the fantasy.” Then you better get to work,” I challenged, my voice a sultry purr. “I’ve only come once tonight, and I’m already aching for more. Fuck me like you mean it.”
With a feral growl that vibrated through his chest, he positioned himself at my entrance, the thick
head of his c**k teasing my sensitive folds and I knew It was going to be a very long, disgustingly
decadent night.
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