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Excitement filled me, now. My breath hitched.
“Are you going to be quiet?” he asked.
“If you want me to,” I said.
“I want you to be quiet… I don’t want anyone to hear you but me, is that understood?”
I nodded. “Yes.”
Lucien pulled his hand away from my skin, then proceeded to remove his tie, which he used to bind my hands above my head. The level of excitement I had already reached was fever pitch. I didn’t think I could get more worked up than I already was, but that was just a lie I told myself.
One that I kept telling myself.
With Lucien, it was clear, there was no ceiling.
Once my hands were tied, and securely fastened, Lucien shoved me onto the bed, face first. I couldn’t see what he was doing behind me, and for a moment, I couldn’t hear anything either. Then I felt his hands on my body again, his fingertips sliding down my back and dipping into the line of my pants, hooking into my underwear.
Lucien very carefully began to pull, and as soon as my pants were down past my thighs, I felt my cheeks flush red with hot blood. There was something about being exposed in front of him, and helpless like this, that made my entire body react in a way I had never experienced before.
Just like last night, even though I was doing what he told me to do, I still felt like I was in complete control—like I could tell him to stop, and in an instant, he would. With my pants and underwear removed and cast aside, I felt more vulnerable than ever before, but I was also way, way wetter than I had ever been before.
Lucien placed his hands on the backs of my thighs and gently pulled them apart.
“What are you going to do?” I breathed.
“Only ask questions when I allow you to ask questions,” Lucien said.
“Right…” I shut my mouth and gripped the bedcovers with my bound hands and waited expectantly, in a moment that seemed to go on for three lifetimes.
Chapter
Twenty-Five
Icaught myself thinking, I can barely touch the floor with my toes, the instant before I felt Lucien slide his tongue into the wet folds of my already aching pussy.
My breathing stopped, my heart skipped, and my grip on the bedcovers tightened further. I wanted to squeal from the suddenness of his touch, but I couldn’t, so I pressed my mouth against the bed and moaned against it.
Lucien began slowly, carefully lapping up my initial excitement with his tongue before reaching deeper. When his tongue found my clitoris, a warm rush of pleasurable euphoria tore through me. He placed his hands on my thighs, his fingers digging into my skin, and went to work, running his tongue up and down.
I loved every second of it.
I wanted to pull my knees up, since I was having trouble reaching the floor, but Lucien held me in place and didn’t allow me to move. Already my legs were trembling, already I felt like I was so close to climaxing. I tried to hold on a little longer, gripping the sheets, breathing heavily into the bed.
“I’m so close,” I whispered.
Lucien sped up, the rhythm of his tongue as it swept up and down along my wet center increasing. Then he stopped, abruptly, and all of a sudden—a stunt he had already pulled once before.
“No,” I begged, “Please, carry on—I’m almost there.”
“You finish,” he said, his warm breath so close to my pussy I thought I could’ve come just from that alone, “When I say you can finish.”
His words sent electric currents coursing through my already excited body. I was dripping, my clitoris throbbing. I wanted him to touch it, to finish what he had started, but he didn’t. “Please,” I said against the bed.
“Please what?”
I inched closer to the edge of the bed, where I could plant my tiptoes on the ground. I let my legs spread a little further. “I’m all yours.”
“And what do you want me to do?”
