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It’s not enough though, as the ache morphs into an almost agonizing pain. I slide my hand over my hip and slip it down under the waistband of my pants, and between my thighs. My finger grazes over my clit and instantly a wave of relief washes over me, not enough to full sate my need but enough to take away the edge of pain. I continue to circle my clit when a hand stills my movements.
“Be still,” Lucian commands, and immediately my body obeys. He drags my arm up, removing my hand from my pants and I nearly whimper at the loss.
Calloused fingers hook in the waistband of my pants, and in one quick, smooth movement, the silky fabric is sliding down my legs, leaving me bare from the waist down. Cool air skates over my flesh, leaving a fresh wave of goosebumps in its wake.
Lucian’s hands wrap around my ankles, caressing up my shins to my knees, and back down. Over and over, each pass ending higher and higher, until his hands meet my hips. Fingers walk along my hipbones, then down between my legs.
Teasing touches play along my inner thighs. Soft caresses around my clit. Brushing over my lower lips.
My hips move of their own volition, chasing after the teasing touch of Lucian’s fingers, trying to get them where I need them.
“Lucian, please stop teasing me.” I know it comes out as a whine, but, at this moment, I don’t care. If he doesn’t touch me right now, I might just die.
“Tell me what you want, little lamb. Tell me what you need.” He presses a kiss to my hip as he cups my pussy in his palm.
“Touch me, please.” Heat flashes through me, and I fist the blankets under me.
“Oh, but I am touching you.” He wiggles his fingers to prove his point, and I groan in frustration when one tip slides inside of me and then quickly removed.
“No. Not there.” I flex my hips to move his hand, trying to rub my clit against the heel of his palm, but Lucian leans over one of my thighs, pinning me in place.
“Use your words, Devin. Tell me what you want, or you won’t get it.” There’s a glint of amusement in his tone that only serves to piss me off.
I reach down and grab his hand. With a pleased expression, he looks up at me. “Slide your fingers inside of me, and use your mouth to suck my clit,” I growl and release his hand in favor of gripping a fistful of his hair.
“Yes, ma’am,” he says as he sinks two fingers inside of me, making me nearly buck off the bed at the sense of being filled.
I push on his head, and he goes willingly. His mouth closes around my clit, drawing deeply on the little bundle of nerves, and I cry out my first release.
Lucian doesn’t let up, though. He continues to suck and bite at my clit; the overstimulation of my nerves is nearly too much. I push at his head, an uncoordinated attempt to detach his mouth from my body, but he just sucks harder. His fingers inside of me bend and tap on the sweet spot deep within me, and the combination sends me spiraling down yet another release, followed by a third.
“Fuck, little lamb. How long has it been since you had a good release?” Lucian asks, easing his fingers in and out of me in lazy strokes, guiding me through the aftershocks.
Static fills my mind, and it takes me a few minutes to process the answer to his question. “It-it’s been a while since I’ve had so many back-to-back,” I say, languid and mostly sated.
“Those guys didn’t deserve you, Devin,” he whispers, his lips brushing over my hip bone, causing a wave of shivers to race up my spine. “Tonight, I’m going to push you so far over the edge you’ll never get me out of your system.”
His words rekindle the spark of desire that had temporarily dimmed in the afterglow of my orgasms, and my inner muscles clench around his fingers, still gliding in and out of me in those slow, languid caresses that drive me mad.
“You like that idea, do you?” I can hear the smile taking over his face, even if I can’t see it. “I want to hear you say you want me to take you apart so completely I’ll ruin you for any other man.”
The images that flit through my mind of all the things this man can do to me have me fisting the bedding, twisting it around my fingers in a vice like grip. A thin sheen of sweat breaks out along my body, and my muscles tighten in anticipation.
“Ruin me.” Two words. Two little words are all it takes from me before my blouse is ripped open, the little plastic buttons flying around the room. I’m flipped over on my stomach, and my arms positioned behind me so the tattered ruins of my shirt can slide down effortlessly.
Hands caress up my bare back and around to my front, massaging my breasts and unsnapping the clasp of my bra. He tugs on the lacey fabric, sliding the straps down my arms to tie around my wrists, binding them behind me.
Lucian’s lips press tender kisses to each of my palms before continuing down, kissing and biting over the globes of my ass. At the same time, his hands play over my skin, igniting my need for him, driving me higher and closer to the edge.
He grips my hips and pulls my center up so I’m on my knees and spread open for him.
“You are so fucking beautiful like this. Bound and willing. Pliant and trusting. Letting me take care of you.”
Something cold, wet, and blunt presses against my rear, circling around the puckered opening and pressing in slightly. Over and over again, he slowly works the toy deeper until he presses past the first ring of muscles, and it’s seated completely inside of me.
“You’re going to come for me again, little lamb. I’m going to fuck your ass with this toy of yours, and you’re going to come, and you’re not going to stop until I tell you to.”
My body rocks back, pressing the toy deeper inside of me, and I moan into the comforter beneath me.
