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Her wobbly knees gave out, but the cross held her upright. Not come? When her entire body was screaming for release? When just a touch may set her off like a rocket?
But he was dead serious. She'd heard of Doms not allowing orgasms--but could she do it?
Yes. Because she had to. She couldn't fail. Scarlett stiffened her spine and her resolve. Her brain locked on the command given to her. "Yes, Sir."
"Good. Eyes on me the whole time."
She gulped in a deep breath, tried to lock her body into position, and swore to obey.
Chapter Three
GOD, SHE WAS FUCKING GORGEOUS.
Leo stared at her naked body displayed for his view. The stiffness was gone, along with the ghosts in those beautiful Gypsy eyes. Bound to the cross, naked body offered up to him for any wicked thing he decided, he savored every expression flickering over her beautiful face. Yes, she responded nicely to restraint. He'd wondered if her analytical brain would fight, but it seemed once her options were stripped away, it was easier for her to surrender.
He'd played with many women before, and not once had they blurted out exactly what they were thinking when asked. It was obvious Scarlett was caught in her head, but once commanded, she let go. When he asked a direct question, he got a direct answer, which combined an intriguing mix of confidence and submissiveness. Watching her fall apart on him was going to be the most fun he'd had in a long time. Poor little subbie didn't realize what was about to happen.
Because he intended for her to fail his challenge.
His dick throbbed painfully. When she shut off the doubts, she exploded in his arms with a feminine demand he intended to tame. Once redirected, all that passion would be a magnificent thing to channel and explore.
But this was only for tonight.
Leo buried the disturbing thought. He didn't want to linger on the possibility he'd never see Scarlett Rose again. In a short time, she'd dug under his skin, and he needed more time.
But for now, he'd concentrate on how far he could push her into pleasure.
He approached with slow deliberateness, tugging at her hair, smoothing his palm over her shoulder blades and up the stretched muscles of her arms, giving her occasional touches or strokes on various body parts to keep her off balance. Her breath came in choppy gasps, and her skin was damp and flushed. Her pussy was glistening, the bare folds allowing him to glimpse her hard clit and the depth of her arousal. Those hourglass hips were made for gripping and deep fucking. He kept a close study on his beautiful prey, choosing silence for now to allow her to sink into the mode of submission.
"I'm going to use you now, Scarlett. Put my fingers and tongue inside you to see if I can make you scream. Stroke and lick that pretty pussy, suck on your clit, bite your nipples, and try to get you to orgasm. But you won't, will you, little one? Because I told you not to."
There. Her reaction shuddered from her core, evident in her widened eyes and dilated pupils, the stiffening of her body in anticipation. He breathed in the spicy scent of her arousal, coated on her inner thighs. Oh, she was sweet. To be the first to watch her shatter would be a humbling experience.
"Y-yes, Sir."
"And your safe word?"
"Red, Sir."
"Very good." He began with her breasts, plumping them in his palms, enjoying the heavy weight and sway. Her nipples were cherry red, reminding him of an ice cream sundae ready to be devoured. She trembled under his touch. The chains clinked gently when she tried to pull at her bonds. "If you were mine, I'd make you go topless all the time. I'd watch your breasts bounce as you walked. Watch your nipples harden in the cool air. I'd demand full access so I could play. I think there'd be many games we'd enjoy. Ice cubes. Hot wax. Clamps. Sensation play is one of my favorites."
He plucked at the tips, experimenting with the level of pain she liked. Gradually, he increased the pressure, watching her face, enjoying the glazed look in her dark eyes behind the mask and the way her mouth fell open in a tiny little O. "I'd want to fuck these breasts. Slide my cock between them and come all over your chest while you watched."
A moan escaped her swollen, damp lips. This time he squeezed with merciless pressure, finding the limit where pain refused to meld to pleasure, then lowered his head to suck hard on her nipple. He feasted and savored the taste of her skin, the clean, citrusy scent of her body lotion. He took his time, licking and learning the texture and level of sensitivity until her nipples were engorged and gleaming wet in the light. He examined his handiwork, noting the helpless tremble in her limbs, the gentle clink of chains with each pull, the fierceness of determination on her elegant face.
"Beautiful," he whispered, trailing a finger down her rounded belly. "You're doing so well, Scarlett. Such a good girl."
"Thank you, Sir." Her voice came out husky and raw.
"What other things should I do to this body tonight? Shall I spank your pussy while you lay open to me? Clamp your nipples? Kiss your body with the tip of my flogger while I push a vibrator deep in your cunt?"
He studied the shudder that shook her; the glaze of lust in her dark pupils. Oh, yes, she liked the idea of it all. And he wanted to give it to her, but right now he needed her orgasm. Needed to watch her fall apart under his hands so he could punish her the way he really wanted.
"Yes, Sir. All of it."
"A perfect answer." He dropped a kiss on her bare shoulder. Then he did what he'd been waiting for.
He sunk to his knees.
She sucked in a breath as he began to stroke her thighs, caressing the long length of her limbs, the back of her knee, the dip of her foot. He took his time, watching her body stiffen in anticipation, and finally reached her damp inner thighs. Her needy pussy practically begged for him.
God, he had to taste her or he'd go out of his mind.
With one quick movement, he parted her lips wide, exposing her hard clit. She was swollen and wet and so damn hot, he was ready to come in his pants. She gasped out a breath and those hips be
gan to rock, desperate for what he could give her.
"Look at me," he commanded. Her gaze snapped to his. "Watch me suck your pretty little clit and make you come. You want to come, don't you, Scarlett?"
"But I'm not allowed, Sir," she choked out.
He grinned slow. "That's right. Thank you for reminding me."
Her groan was like music drifting to his ears a moment before he opened his mouth and dove in.
She tasted like musky earth and soaring sky; of salty ocean and sweet honey. Her cries filled the air as he circled the hard nub with his tongue, alternating soft licks with sharp bites. He dove three fingers deep into her channel, rubbing with an insistent pressure she tried desperately to fight but it was a battle he'd planned for her to lose. Helpless, she writhed against his mouth for more, his name a sweet chant, and then he closed his lips over her clit and sucked hard, continuing to work her with his fingers.
She came with a violent scream. Her body shuddered with the release, jerking against him, and after he'd tasted the last drop of her essence, he got to his feet.
Slumped over, the chains held her upright. Her face was relaxed with her release, but as the knowledge began to slowly dawn, those eyes widened in panic. Leo held back his chuckle, enjoying the moment when she realized she was in big trouble.
"Did you disobey my command?" he asked, his voice a whiplash. "Did you come?"
Misery etched out the lines of her face. Her lower lip trembled. "Yes, Sir. I'm sorry."
"As am I. Now, let's try this again and perhaps you'll obey me this time."
Her pretty mouth dropped open in shock. "You're going to do it again?"
His look was harsh, and she immediately backed up. "I mean, you're going to give me another chance, Sir?" she squeaked out.
