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“I bought you something,” he says. He picks me up and lays me on my back, then opens the nightstand drawer. He holds something up, and I recognize it after a moment. My jaw drops and I clench my thighs together.
“I had a feeling you might like these,” he says, and he inspects the nipple clamps in his hand. They’re cute, with little jewels dangling from them. “Do you want them on?”
“Please,” I manage, and then he goes to work. The instant the first one closes over my already sensitive nipple, I’m already on the verge of coming. I moan, and he smiles and puts the other clamp on.
The constant ache of my nipples only makes me wetter, needier, and I look at Nathaniel helplessly. He seems content to watch me.
“You like those, huh?” he asks in a low voice, and I nod. If I don’t come soon, I’m going to lose my mind. I lower my hand between my legs and start rubbing myself. Nathaniel’s eyes lock on to my hand, and now there’s this dark, hungry look in his eyes that I know well. It’s the one he gets right before he’s about to fuck me so hard I can barely walk. He crawls to the bottom of the mattress, still watching me.
“Spread your legs, baby. I want to see you,” he says, and I obey. Obeying him is second nature to me now, and the fact that he’s just told me what to do has me even wetter.
Now what had been me trying to relieve myself is a show for his pleasure, and I imagine what he sees now: me, wearing my little nipple clamps, thighs spread, fingers circling my clit.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he growls, not taking his eyes off me. “Look how wet you are. All this from sucking my cock and having your nipples clamped. You’re perfect,” he adds, and I’m so close. He’s hard now, and as I watch, he takes his dick in his hand and gives it a long, hard stroke.
“Come for me now, Poppy,” he says, and my body responds to the command in his tone immediately. I come hard, my hips bucking against my hand, and I hear him groan. When I open my eyes again, I see him rolling a condom onto himself. He pulls my hand away from my pussy and presses both of my hands into the mattress over my head, and then he enters me in one fast, hard trust, and I scream. I’m so tender from the night before and my recent orgasm, and he seems like he’s out of his mind with lust, fucking me so hard, so deep that I feel like I’m about to split in two.
“Did you like touching yourself for me?” he asks roughly as he thrusts into me. He stays there, deep in me, still waiting for my answer.
“Yes, Nathaniel,” I moan, writhing beneath him. He pulls back and slams into me again.
“And you liked sucking my dick?”
“Yes.”
“You’re very, very good at it,” he says as he slams into me again, so hard he lifts my hips off the mattress. I scream, coming so hard I see stars, and then he’s taking me fast, hard, and another orgasm builds under the intensity of the way he’s fucking me. I can tell he’s close, his breathing ragged, his motions becoming jerky and rough. He reaches between us and gently pinches my clit as he slams into me again, and I fall apart, screaming his name. My orgasm spurs his release, and he shouts—a stream of filthy curses that I would not have suspected him using before I started sharing his bed.
When Nathaniel is spent, he collapses on top of me for a moment, crushing me into the mattress. Both of our bodies wear a sheen of perspiration, and we’re both breathing like we just ran a marathon.
He presses a kiss to the side of my neck and gets up to get rid of the condom. Then he’s back, lying beside me.
“I think you’ll like this part, too,” he murmurs. I hold my breath as he removes the first nipple clamp. The surge of pain as it releases is almost overwhelming, and then his mouth is closing over my aching nipple, soothing it, gently sucking it until the pain subsides. He does the same thing with my other nipple, then settles next to me, his eyes searching mine.
“Okay?” he murmurs.
I nod. “Better than okay.”
He smiles and pulls me into his arms. We’ll doze for a while and hopefully spend this weekend mostly naked. Monday, we’ll have to get ready for work again, and then I’ll have to spend all day pretending that I didn’t spend the morning masturbating for him and that my pussy doesn’t ache from the hard, deep thrusts he tortured me with.
His eyes are closed again, and I replay our lovemaking as I look at him. I knew it after that first night, but I know it even more now: he’s ruined me for anyone else. No one will ever make me feel the way Nathaniel does. No one will ever be so intuitive about my needs and where that erotic line between pleasure and pain lies for me. He pays attention. His attention to detail is what makes his gallery one of the best in the city, and it’s also what makes him a phenomenal lover.
