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When his hands moved to palm my breasts and his fingers grazed across my nipples, I moaned languidly. Maybe all those questions were just because he needed to hear the answers. Because he thought we only had a few hours left and he needed to know I was his.
His grasp became firmer and he caught my nipples between his fingers, squeezing harder and sending shocks of heat through my body. His mouth replaced one of his hands and he suckled my nipple into his mouth, gently at first and then harder. My hands moved of their own volition to the back of his head, holding him there against me. I wanted to hold tighter when he released me, but his lips began to travel downward and my whole body shivered in anticipation of where his mouth was heading.
Lower, past my ribs. Still lower, down my stomach. When he’d left a trail of kisses over my mound and I could feel his warm breath on my clit, I tilted my hips up, urging him closer.
It took me a bit by surprise when he gave in and closed the distance between us. His tongue flicked back and forth across my clit before he sucked it into his mouth. Gentle, and then harder, making me writhe beneath him as I dug my fingers into the mattress.
His hand left my breast, but a second later I felt him gliding down my sex, parting me, opening me. His finger thrust in, bent, stroking the front wall slowly. He knew exactly where and just how to touch me. So intense. He wasn’t moving fast. Slow enough I could feel every miniscule move he made, but it was just right. So freaking right. Between his mouth on my clit and his fingers inside me, I was already a wet mess on a fast climb to heaven.
He continued to stroke and suck, and I could even feel his tongue flicking across my clit in his mouth. I was panting and moaning and writhing. So good. So close. Just a few more seconds.
“Don’t come,” he released me long enough to say, though his finger kept up its work inside me.
“What?” He couldn’t be serious.
“You heard me. Do not come. You do not have my permission, and I’ve expressly told you not to come.”
He sucked my clit back into his mouth. Hard. So damn good. My fingers dug into the mattress, and I tried to squirm my hips away. He couldn’t do this. He couldn’t make my body feel like this and then tell me not to come. God, no, I wasn’t going to be able to stop it.
He kept thrusting and sucking. I clenched hard, trying to resist. I tried to pull away, but he held me there. How could he expect me to obey? How? I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t make my body stop. What he was doing just felt too good. So much pressure. So much heat. I tried to fight with everything inside me, but the first hot waves of my orgasm burst out from my core, and I screamed as they carried me away.
I hadn’t even come down from the high when panic gripped me. What was he going to do? It wasn’t my fault that I couldn’t stop it, but I’d disobeyed nonetheless. I envisioned another round with the torture clamps—he would think that a fitting punishment, wouldn’t he? To torment me for hours while the damn thing made sure I didn’t get to come.
“I’m sorry, Master,” I whispered, not that I expected it to do me any good.
“What happened, Pet?”
“I couldn’t stop. I tried, Master. I did.”
“You didn’t want to come, but what I was doing to your body made it impossible to stop, didn’t it?”
“Yes.” I’d only just gotten the word out when I realized what he’d been doing, and why he’d been doing it.
“In your mind and your heart, you would not have disobeyed me, correct?”
“Yes.”
“It was just your body that couldn’t stop. Just nerve endings and receptors.”
It wasn’t a question this time, but I nodded anyway because I desperately wanted him to be right. He’d been doing this to show me that I wasn’t a whore, that it had been nothing more than nerve endings responding in that dungeon. Not me. Not any of the parts of me that mattered.
“Understand?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Good, because I have something else in mind. Get on your hands and knees, up by the headboard.”
I felt lighter like there was actually less weight pressing me down as I rolled over and crawled up near the headboard. He stood up and came around to where I was. I didn’t see the rope in his hand until he was looping it around my wrists and securing them to the headboard.
Then he was stripping off his clothes as he walked back the way he’d come. I turned my head to watch him. My mouth was already watering by the time he’d yanked his shirt off over his head. Absolute male perfection. Then he stripped off his pants, unleashing his massive erection, and I was surprised I wasn’t salivating like a dog. My tongue darted out to lick my lips, imagining him there, feeling his steel encased in velvet between my lips.
