“So what do you want, Lia?” he says, chortling. “What do you want me to do to you?”
“I didn’t realize you were supposed to ask that of your captive,” I snap.
“That’s right.” He runs his hands up and down my helpless torso, making me shiver. “That’s right. Youaremy captive. I can do whatever the fuck I want with you, can’t I? And you don’t have a fucking say.”
Fuck.What’s wrong with me for finding that so hot?
“I could tie you up here for days and weeks and months, feeding you nothing but dog food, coming down to use your body and giving you a good walloping for no other reason than that I feel like it…”
I shiver. The threat, coming from him, sounds just as terrifying as it did in Carmelo’s mouth, and yet it also makes my pussy clench again.
“Look at that,” he breathes, stroking around my folds but never actually touching them. “You look like you need something to squeeze that sweet cunt of yours around, huh?”
“Logan…”
I’m about two seconds away from actually begging for his touch, and yet, I’m not even thinking of trying to get anything from him in exchange.
“Please, Logan…please…”
“Please what, little brat?” he teases.
“Please, just… please, please…”
Tears sting in my eyes, because Ican’tbe begging my captor—the man who’s got every intention of bringing me straight back to my abusive husband—for sex. Especially since I’m aware thatI wouldn’t be having sex with him for any reason other than… because my body wants it.
Don’t do it. Don’t do it!
“Beg for it,” he rasps in my ear.
“Please, Logan…”
“What do you want me to do to your cunt?”
Don’t do it!
“I want you… your fingers… your… your cock…”
“Fuck, Lia.”
I let out a shuddering breath when at last I feel his fingers stroking my slit. I didn’t think it was possible for anything to feel so good. His light touch sends shivers coursing down my spine, and when he dips a finger inside me, I clench again, but this time, it’s from pleasure. It feels good to squeeze my cunt around something, just like he said. He glances at me, and I guess whatever he sees reassures me, because he pushes in a second finger, curls them, and starts driving them into me hard.
It feels insane. Every one of his thrusts touches something deep inside me that has my nerve endings exploding. Tingles of pleasure make my toes curl, and my core aches with need. Then he bends toward one of my breasts, his mouth seeking out my nipple, while his free hand goes to torture the other tit. By the time his thumb starts rubbing my clit, it’s too much. It’s just too much.
“Logan!” I whine out. “Please, Logan!”
He responds by…bitingme.
“Fuck! Ahhhh!”
His teeth sink into one of my nipples, while he twists the other one, just as mercilessly as he’d pinched my ass before. Meanwhile his fingers keep fucking into me, and even though I’m chained to the ceiling, I manage to squirm around, desperately trying to get some relief from the sensations that are overcoming me.
“Fuck, Lia, fuck,” he groans between bites, “your pussy’s fucking milking me, Lia. Your pussy’s so fucking greedy for my fingers.”
He pushes a third finger into me, and a few more thrusts are all I need. A painful orgasm rips through me, leaving me screaming.
An orgasm. Myfirstorgasm.
Holy shit.