Page 102 of Blossom


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I bend down, flick my tongue over her clit.

She gasps out loud.

I savor her, her tangy and fruity flavor. The musk travels through my nose and infuses my body with her.

The tantalizing taste pleases my tastebuds.

Oh my God. I must have her.

But I can restrain myself, even if she cannot.

I slide my tongue across her slit, sucking all the cream out of her.

“My God, Blossom. Such a delicious pussy. Beautiful, dazzling, and delicious.” I continue sucking on her, swirling my tongue around her clit, and then nibbling on it until she’s ready to come…

I move away, nibble at her thighs, shove my tongue into her wet pussy.

She’s gasping above me, whimpering, pleading, though not in words.

I tease her again, twirl my tongue over her hot clit, give it the slightest suck…

“Ronan, please!”

I rise, head to the bureau, and grab two nipple clamps.

“You just won’t obey, will you?” I slide one clamp onto her nipple, and she gasps.

“Nipple clamps,” I say. “I will pinch those nipples until they’re ready to pop off.”

She bites on her lips, whimpering.

She’ll enjoy nipple clamps. She enjoyed me biting her nipples hard in New Orleans. This isn’t really a punishment for her, and I know this. So does she.

The punishment will be that she doesn’t come.

I tighten the clamps and then yank on the chain between them.

She lets out a groan.

“Does that feel good to you? Nipple torture?” I step back a moment and simply gaze at her. “Blossom…you look so beautiful right now. I could fuck you. I could let you come. I could nibble on that hard little clit of yours until you shatter into pieces. But what kind of punishment would that be?”

She whimpers again, biting her lip to keep from speaking.

I yank on the chain again, and she quakes.

“If you can stay silent for the rest of the scene, maybe I’ll let you come.”

She bites her lip again, whimpering.

I give the chain between her nipples another good yank, and then I slide my tongue down her abdomen, over her vulva, licking her clit.

Time to see how much she can take. Truly.

“I command you not to come,” I say. “You will not come. Do you understand me?”

She nods, her eyes blindfolded still. Her cheeks are red, as are the tops of her breasts. I stand back a moment, simply regard her, her beautiful body. Then I decide.

I am going into that ass again.

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