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“No, it doesn’t.” I wish I could have said otherwise, but it would have been a blatant lie.
We both nodded, silently acknowledging the truth.
I shifted opened the garage then and pulled in. Now all I had to do was explain to Michael it would be best if he waited here. Not expecting him to be accompanying me back to the house, I hadn’t even closed the bedroom door when I’d left her there, writhing in agonizing pleasure. I’d wanted to walk in the front door when I got back to hearing her moans and cries reverberating off every wall in the house.
No way was Uncle Michael getting to hear those sounds. They were for me. Mine—and I was a selfish son of a bitch.
All mine.
10
Scarlett
My world had shrunk.
Nothing existed but my body and the god damned clamps attached to it. No past, no future. There were only the twenty seconds of torturous pleasure, and the intervals in between where I vacillated between begging for more, and pleading with it to stop for good.
No more. I couldn’t take anymore.
I cried out as the vibrations started again. Never enough to get me there. Only enough to keep my body reaching for it. I focused on the most erotic thoughts I could imagine, trying to urge my body over the precipice. I was shameless; I didn’t care anymore how dirty or wrong those images were. Nothing mattered but putting me out of this exquisite misery.
I conjured images of Derek fucking my ass, ramming into me from behind while he buried his fingers in my sex. Then I saw me on my knees, hands tied behind my back and my backside stinging from a spanking while my mouth stretched to accommodate his incredible cock.
So close. I was so close. And then the vibrations stopped. I screamed in frustration while impotent tears slid down my temples. I couldn’t take anymore. I was exhausted to the core and desperate for a release that wasn’t going to come.
I’d tried to use the intervals in between to think about things that would kill my arousal, but it refused to subside, and every time the vibrations started up again, it threw my body into overdrive.
My heart was pounding, I was drenched in sweat and I hadn’t been able to breathe normally since Derek tied my ankles and wrists to the posts. Could I die from this? It was possible, wasn’t it? How long could a body possibly stay revved up like this before it conked out?
My body clenched tight, toes curled and hands squeezed into fists. A minute passed, maybe two. It was going to turn on anytime now.
Maybe seconds. Maybe minutes.
Anytime.
Oh god. My whole body jolted as the vibrations shot through me. I was crying out. I could hear it, but it was white background noise. There was only the fiery heat blazing in my sex. I was so close. Please, just a few more seconds.
“No!” I screamed as the vibrations stopped for what felt like the thousandth time.
“You don’t sound like you’re enjoying yourself, Pet.”
He was here. I hadn’t noticed the door open, but he was finally here.
“Please. Please make it stop, Master. I can’t…I’m going to die.”
He chuckled as he approached. Chuckled! I was dying from the damn thing he’d hooked up to me, and he was laughing. I wanted to slap him. First I wanted him to let me come, and then I wanted to slap him.
He whipped off his shirt, and my greedy, horny eyes took in every inch of his hard torso. Chiseled chest. Broad shoulders. Thin veins that stood out on the sinewy muscles of his arms. Washboard abs. Narrow hips peeking out above the waist of his pants. God, he was sex personified. I wanted to taste every inch of his flesh.
“Would you like to come?”
“Yes! God, yes.”
“I want you to tell me the naughtiest thing you’ve thought about since I left, and I’ll consider letting you come.”
I was vaguely aware that I should be embarrassed, but I needed this too much to care. “I thought about you, Master. Your enormous cock in my ass while you fingered me.”
I cried out as the vibrations started again while his eyes got brighter, even fierier than they’d already been.
“Is that so? I like your thinking, Pet.”
“Please, Master,” I moaned.
He removed the clamp from my clit, but before I could breathe a sigh of relief, his fingers replaced it, rubbing soft and slow. I tried to press my clit harder against him, but he wouldn’t allow it. The fingers on his other hand slid along my sex, so slippery it felt like I was covered in the lube he’d put on the plug. And when he held his fingers up in front of me, I could see they were soaking wet.
I watched as he slid them into his mouth and sucked off my juices. Then his fingers were back, gliding along my sex. He lifted them to my mouth this time. I offered no resistance when he pushed them past my lips. I sucked just as greedily as he had.
