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“Fuck!” he grunts out before he empties himself inside of me. Dropping down onto the mattress, my breath comes in desperate gulps as I flip onto my back.
“Raze? Unlock me.”
Now that all the sexual drive had been somewhat ridden down, my downstairs area hurts like crazy and although pain was beginning to feel good for me, I still want to go back to my room and lick my wounds.
Raze walks back towards me and looks down to the bed. “I’m not done.”
Gulping, I attempt my best poker face. “What do you mean?” He couldn’t possibly want to do anything else with me right after taking my virginity. I can feel my pussy throbbing and the slick wetness underneath my butt like one giant watermelon.
“I mean…” His hands come to my knees as he widens them, sending cold air to whisk up over my most private part, bringing a pang of stinging over it. I hiss, my eyes shutting slightly. A light blow falls over my clit and my eyes snap open in horror. I looked down to see him smirking up at me from between my thighs, his lips forming the perfect O as he blows little glazes of air over me. “I’m. Not. Done.”
Then he drags his tongue from my opening, up my slit, before circling my clit. The stinging that was pounding on my pussy, slowly begins to move deeper into the hole of nothingness as pleasure starts to sink its teeth back into me.
“Mmm, responsive, perfect.”
“Well, what’d you expect? You have your tongue on my clit, Raze, of course I’m going to be responsive. Don’t take it personally, but just the other night, it was Miles’ tongue I wanted on my clit.”
Partly true, though not entirely. I just love flirting with Miles and there’s a part of me that knows he’d play back. It was harmless.
Raze’s jaw sets into stone as he pushes himself off the bed. My smile remains but my eyes falter. Have I just gone too far? He walks backwards, his eyes never leaving mine until he’s back at the drawer he pulled the handcuffs out of. Pulling it open again, he removes a long, leather-looking…
“Is that a fricking whip?” My face pales slightly.
His smirk curves and his eyes darken. “A flogger.”
“A say-what-what?” My head tilts as he walks back to the bed, belting the leather straps against the palm of his hand.
“In other words, this is something that’s going to remind you why you shouldn’t talk about your pussy and another man in the same sentence.” Oh, crap. He walks towards me and picks up the blindfold which he threw onto the floor. “Get up, pet.”
I shuffle off the bed, ignoring the throbbing pain between my thighs, and walk towards him.
He looks down to the ground and then looks back at me. “Get on your knees.”
I drop to my knees, my eyes remaining on his. From this angle, his angular jaw is more prominent from the shading of the midday sun peering in. How long have we been up here? He ties the blindfold back over my eyes, the same way he had done earlier. His hand wraps around my arm and I follow suit, standing to my feet. He shuffles around behind me and I find myself turning my head over my shoulder to see if I can see what he’s doing. I swallow, my shoulders relaxing as I consciously let every muscle in my body loosen. What’s the worst that could happen?
His hand grips around my arm, his touch rough and demanding, and I find myself getting giddy over it. He pulls me down stomach-first so I’m over his lap with my ass in the air between his legs. I look over my shoulder, my hair sprawling out in front of myself. Good thing I took my crucifix off my neck; it would be burning through my not-so-innocent skin right now. The thought makes me smile. Something deep and dark inside of me has been opened and everything I was ever afraid of has come out to play.
His palm rubs over my bare ass as it slowly sneaks between my thighs and his finger dips inside of me. The tight invasion makes my back arch more. “You know why I’m doing this, pet. Don’t ever let me hear that shit again, not while you’re under my roof. While you’re here, you’re mine.”
A pelting sound lashes through the air at the same time as a tight stinging zaps over my butt cheeks. I yelp out in surprise, a bead of sweat trickling from my temple and disappearing over the side of the blindfold. The silence between each hit is probably the most nerve wracking part of it all, like I’m a deer in the night, just waiting for the next car to round the corner and run me over.
Whack! Another pelt stings over my ass cheek, this time lower over my upper thigh. The sting pulses through my skin and simmers over my pussy. I find my chest heaving and anticipation spiking to new levels. Whack! That’s three, this one a little sorer than the last, yet the pang of the leather hitting my now probably swollen ass feels sensual, hot, and… bad.
He rubs his palm over my bare ass before his fingers find my entrance and he dips one back inside. “Jesus, Millie, you’re wet as fuck.”
“Mmm,” I moan my response. “And what if I like it?” His fingers dip into my mouth and I circle my tongue around them, the metallic tang of blood mixed with something sweet touching the tip of my tongue and traveling to the back of my throat.
“Then you’re definitely not leaving.”
I was about to tell him that that wasn’t part of the deal when he brings me to my feet, gripping his hand around the back of my neck and pressing me down so that I’m bent over.
“Grip your ankles, pet.”
I do. The best way I can with the handcuff still around my wrist. I didn’t realize just how flexible I am until my fingers are wrapping around my ankles with ease. His fingers snake up over my clit from behind quickly before I feel the tip of his cock press into me and I am full of him again. Full to the rim of pure alpha-maleness. His fingers grip around my hipbones as he continues to slam into me until both of us once again reach our peak and my now very sore and very weak body drops to the ground in a hot mess.
Removing the blindfold as he unclips the handcuffs, I blow my hair out of my face and he walks to his sweatpants, shoving them back on. I grip around the end of the sheet and pull it off his bed, my body sticky from our activities. Wrapping it around my body, I continue to sit there on his floor. He sits on the ground and backs up opposite me, resting against the chest of drawers and pulling his knee up to his chest casually.
I just had sex for the first time, and it was mind-blowing, crazy, great sex with a really, really, hot man. Who is also dangerous. And who I also have no idea about. Oh and let’s not forget the fact that he stole and purchased me.
