I’m barely recovered from his depraved words and actions when he suddenly dives right into my core, feasting on it.
I was not prepared for it, nor did I see itcoming. Literally.
That makes the intrusion all the more effective.
He works my bundle of nerves with his thumb, while his skillful tongue touchesthatspot, curling around the wall and coaxing pleasure. He grabs my thighs and hooks them over his shoulders, burrowing himself deeper between my legs as his fingers dig into my flesh.
My head falls back on a moan, the cuffs digging into my wrist as I feel the lower half of my body levitate as a ball of something starts to form in my belly. Loving the bite of pain mixed with pleasure. “I’m c…close,” I cry out, and it was the stupid thing to do because the second I say it, he stops, taking with him the delicious burn of his stubble against my thigh.
“Noooo! Please…” I beg him, literally pushing myself on his mouth to give me the climax I was about to reach.
I don’t see him, but I hear the darkness in his voice. “You didn’t think that I’d forget about the punishment, did you, baby?” I can imagine him shaking his head at me, his sweaty strands falling over his forehead.
“No, Noah, please,” I apologize, and I don’t even know what for. But I’ll do anything that willget him to get back in between my legs and finish what he started because this is the second time tonight he has denied me.
It’s as if he can read my mind, he mutters, “You think it’s okay getting into a bar and flirting with a man who isn’t me?” He frames it like a question, but it’s hardly one. “You think you can look at another man looking likemyfucking wet dream, baby?”
“I’m sorry,” I whimper, pulling at my wrists, not caring if I’ll bleed. “I promise I won’t do it again.” I’ll agree to sign an ever-lovingprenupright now if that’ll get him back in there.
“You bet your juicy little perky ass you won’t do it again,” he growls. A sting on my hip follows his words, and I realize he slapped my butt cheek. And he does it again before I can say anything.
A startled gasp falls out of my lips when I feel myself defying the gravity of a second and being flipped like I weigh nothing. My hands are even more restricted as the chain of the cuffs twirls on itself.
I have never been in a position like this, with my breasts and stomach hanging. “Look at how pretty you look on your hands andknees for me, Rainbow. Allminefor the taking.” His hands cup my butt cheeks, squeezing them.
“Hmm, the perfect size for me to hold on to when I fuck that greedy cunt of yours,” his chest rumbles with the vibrations of his words.
“Yes, please, Noahhh,” I encourage him to put his length inside of me, jiggling my hips in his face.
“I will, baby, I will.” A sharp sting again follows his words. “But first, you need to learn your lesson,” his hoarse voice warns.
Noah makes good on his promise as he continues to alternately spank my cheeks. I cry out, my eyes wetting the cloth tied over my eyes, my nails digging into my palm. By the time he is done making my hips sore, I’m unable to hold myself up.
My wet face plops on the pillow, hands stretching over me as pain flares in my shoulder. But not enough for me to use the safe word.
After being so rough with my body, he goes softer when he drops kisses all over my hips. I hiss at the contact of his lips with my bruised skin, but love it all the same. I’m a writhing mess for him, begging him to fill me up and let me come.
“Tell me, Andie, who do you belong to?” He cups my core, palming it. “Who does this pussy belong to?” He leans over my back and cups my breasts with the other hand. “Who do these tits belong to, hmm?”
“You,” I cry, a literal sobbing mess for him. “I’myours, Noah.”
I feel his smile on the shell of my ear as he growls, his hot breath falling on my skin. “Good girl.”
An immense rush of pride courses through my veins at being able to make him praise me.
“My good girl deserves a reward,” he murmurs, brushing away my sweaty hair from my forehead as he grabs my mouth and kisses my lips. “Now, wefuck.” With that, he pulls himself back and hooks an arm under my stomach to hold my legs up before my knees give out too.
He again holds on to my butt cheeks, and this time he pulls them apart. A zing of anticipation despite the exhaustion hit me at what he might do, my breath hitching.
Then I feel something wet and warm slide down my puckered hole, and I moan like a dog in heat.
“One day, I’ll claim this ass too,”he muses, his thumb pressing over the rim to emphasize the point.
I must truly be gone and lost because I say, “Yes, daddy.”
Everything stills for a second. With the silence that prevails, I think the air does too. I’m about to apologize, thinking that he didn’t like what I said, when he whispers, “Say that again.”
I feel my heartbeat drum against my ears. “Daddy,” I comply, testing the word on my tongue, loving how it sounds.