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I’m in control this time. I can stop this any time with the safe word.
Deep down, I know that’s why I gravitate to the sort of fantasies I do. My choice in porn, when I watch it, is women in scenarios that were once my actual living nightmare.
Because fantasy is a great way to expel the trauma of reality. With porn, I can hit the pause button. Here tonight, a safe word stops the whole thing.
Yes, I can tell myself these things a hundred times. But when I feel the blindfold tighten around my face, and I feel his hand slip under the strap of my dress again, I can’t help but tremble.
“Are you scared of me, kitten?”
I swallow, wondering how I should answer that. But slowly, my head shakes side to side.
“Not yet, you’re not. You will be.”
Fuck. Me. Why the hell is that so fucking hot? Before I can think any more on it, my body jolts as he slips one strap of my dress off my shoulder. His finger traces lightly over my back, moving up to the other shoulder. That strap slips away too, and suddenly, my breath is quickening as the little black dress slips off me to pool around my stilettos.
I inhale sharply at the dark purr of approval from his throat. His hand slides down my bare back, and his fingers slip under the lacy edge of my thong. My pulse roars as he tugs the panties down over my ass. Every cell in my body screams at me to yell the safe word at the top of my lungs and end this insanity that I’ve blundered into before I go any deeper.
But I don’t.
I’ve spent years imagining this darkness. Staring into it. Fantasizing about diving into the abyss before my fear could rip me back from the edge. And now, for the very first time, I’m dipping my toes into the inky void.
So I’m not stepping back from the edge. Not yet.
Gabriel lowers himself behind me. I can feel his breath on the backs of my thighs as he lifts one leg and then the other, slipping my panties off over my feet but leaving my heels on.
He stands again. Suddenly, something wraps around my throat. I jolt, gasping loudly as I feel metal and leather tight against my skin as something clicks into place at the nape of my neck.
Fucking hell. I think he just put a collar on me.
I let out a whimper as I feel his lips an inch from my ear.
“I’ve been gentle so far, kitten,” he growls quietly.
His hand slips around my throat, sliding up to cup my jaw as his body presses hard against my back.
“Remember that safe word,” he rasps darkly. “I’m done being gentle.”
Without warning, fire erupts across my bare ass. It takes me a second to register the spank and realize he’s just smacked my ass, hard. His open palm comes again, thwacking smartly against my other cheek and ripping a cry from my throat.
He laughs quietly and darkly against my ear.
“You’re not done yet, are you, kitten?”
I shake my head quickly side to side, my pulse thundering in my ears.
“Better. Not. Be,” he murmurs, stepping around to my front. His fingers slide down the valley between my breasts and then up one slope to pinch one of my nipples without warning. I whimper sharply, gasping as he twists the throbbing peak between his thumb and forefinger. Pain and pleasure ripple through my body as he moves to the other nipple and gives it the same rough, brutal treatment.
“Shit…” I moan as he starts to use both of his hands to maul, twist, and tease my nipples, until my vision is swimming behind the blindfold and slick heat coats my thighs.
“Did I say you could make a fucking sound.”
I tense, my heart rate spiking.
“Did. I.” he breathes.
Is he fucking serious? Does he seriously equate a moan to me talking against his order?—
FUCK!
