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A smile erupted across his face as he rose off the bed, and grabbed his satchel, disappearing into the bathroom that was adjoined to the bedroom.
Chapter 4
While he was gone, Reagan took the opportunity to try and free herself. There was enough slack now that she could examine the bracelets closely. She tried to flick the switch back and forth but it only accomplished loosening and then tightening the one side. Damn it!
Lucas' low laugh from the bathroom startled her. She watched him return from the bathroom and then stop. He held up his hand, wagging his finger at her back and forth. "Tsk, tsk. That won't work. But this will." He grinned holding up a little key. "You're mine until I'm done."
He took a few steps towards the bed while holding something in his hand. After setting the object down, he adjusted her wrist restraints so her arms were again outstretched and then removed her ankle bracelets completely. She immediately clamped her legs together tightly, causing a frown to
mar his features. "Spread your legs," he ordered in a soft voice, but it was clearly a command, not a request. She watched as he grabbed the object he had laid down. Panic seized her as he climbed onto the bed and removed her lace panties, exposing her virgin pussy.
"Mmm." He groaned as his fingers spread her velvety lips. "Bare as a baby's bum." Reagan had always hated pubic hair so she only kept a little strip on top. As his fingers played with her pussy, her legs began to close once again. He looked up at her as he pushed her legs apart. "Wider, Reagan."
She closed her eyes, finally giving in and allowing both of her legs to fall to either side giving him full access. She was frightened, yet excited at the same time not knowing what would happen next. At the buzzing sound, she opened her eyes. He slowly slid the small bullet up and down her soft wet folds and secret crevices, igniting every nerve in her pussy. She didn't even breathe, exhaling only when he pulled away. Sometimes he would use his fingers to pull her pussy lips apart and slowly penetrate just the tip of the vibrator in her entrance. In and out, in and out. She could feel the erotic pulsing between her legs.
"You're so fucking wet, Reagan," he observed with a crooked smile and his eyes flashed wickedly. She could feel her face burn with shame as her body defied her. Lucas had aroused her more than she'd ever been aroused before, and his dominance and control only added to it.
He nudged her thigh impatiently. "Wider." She opened her legs even more. This time she felt the little bullet enter her ass. Just the outside of the ring and every time it inched a little further a naughty thrill would race through her. Reagan c
ouldn't understand why her body was acting like this. Jesus Christ! What the hell was wrong with her that a man who was forcing her to be his sexual plaything was turning her on? Had she completely lost it?
Lucas turned the vibrator speed up a notch and started pumping her pussy only at the entrance. She couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips as the sensation built. "Mmm. You like that don't you?" He asked continuing to drive her over the edge. He pulled the vibrator out and turned it off, laying it on the bed. Her bare pussy, all silk, and pouty pink flesh glistened with her juices.
He was suddenly overwhelmed with a deep hunger for her innocent sweetness; the need to feel her satiny pussy lips with his tongue consumed him. More than anything he craved to feel her buck against his face as he licked her, teased her and sucked the intoxicating juices directly from her virgin cunt.
A deep low gruntal sound came from deep in his throat as he lunged forward and buried his face between her thighs. Reagan flinched in surprise. His hands gripped her knees, pushing them open, forcing her legs to spread. His tongue, hot and slick, licked at her, delving between the folds of her lips, edging around her sensitive clit. Reagan felt him circle her swollen entrance with his lips. She had never let anyone get this close to her pussy and was dismayed at the intense pleasure taking over her body as he feasted on her like a hungry animal. She felt her control slipping away as her hips moved of their own violation toward his glorious mouth. With each pull, lick and suck, she felt the heat consume her which only increased the desperation of her need for a release. Reagan had pleasured herself thousands of times, but she had never felt this type of intensity before.
She was going mad with pleasure and all she wanted to do was grind her pussy against his face in a wordless demand to bring her to climax. At that moment, only his lips and tongue were her world. She tried to hold back the gruntal sounds and moans but it was useless. Her body was betraying her, and she had no control anymore and at that point, she didn't care. She needed release, she needed to cum. Oh, Jesus Christ, she was going to cum!
Lucas knew Reagan was about to lose all control and give in to the orgasm; he had been watching her intently, each and every thrust of her hips and the louder her moans became. Every time her pussy pulsed against his chin, his thick cock throbbed in response. He thrilled to every strangled whimper that escaped her lips. Fuck it was erotic! When he watched her finally reach the peak of excitement, he stopped, leaving her to falter on the edge of a violent, orgasm. She twisted against her restraints in frustration, panting heavily, but he only smirked at her, his face covered in her juices.
"Screw you, you sick fuck!" she cried out and shut her eyes trying to regain her breathing.
"You want me so fucking bad, don't you Reagan?" He said looking at her clit, that was beautifully swollen from the onslaught of his mouth. He touched a fingertip to her pouty opening and laughed when her pussy convulsed in an attempt to pull his finger in.
"Stop. Please." She sounded defeated. "You're making me do this!"
Lucas smiled. Despite the fact that her cunt was dripping, she was denying her own obvious pleasure. He had to admit, she was stubborn but he was up to the challenge. He teased her even more by drawing his finger around the outer edges of those baby-soft lips, amused by the pulsating spasms it caused.
"Reagan, honey. You're going to beg me to fuck you." He placed a hand behind her knee, raising one of her legs up, and rubbed her clit with the fleshy pad of his finger.
"Fuck!"Reagan panted, her body tense and unmoving except for the twitches that came from her soaking pussy.
He moved up the bed until his knees hugged her flanks. He bent his head down and said, "You'll be begging me to take your virginity."
"Fuck you!" she spat gasping for a breath, the sweat trickling down her temples into her long strawberry blonde hair. She bit her lip and turned away.
"Come on, beg me to fuck you senseless..."
"No!" she retorted firmly as he slid his cock against her sensitive clit teasing her.
"...mmm...to give you that release you so desperately want." As he stroked her slowly with his hard cock, he sucked in a breath, fighting his own urge to cum.
With impatience, he lifted her other leg up and concentrated on driving her to desperation instead. "Feels good, doesn't it, Reagan," he growled, "my thick cock sliding against your swollen wet folds."
She let out a whimper when he pushed his hips in a rapid series of thrusts. The friction against her pussy was driving her mad.
"Think of the pleasure you'll feel, having my cock inside you, filling you. It would feel so fucking good. All you have to do is say the word, Reagan. Just tell me you want it."
