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CHAPTER SEVEN
When he raisesfrom his knees, I see the glistening of my want on his face. He licks his lips proudly, letting his eyes roll back for a split second before shooting them back to me. He flashes me a smile before finally grabbing something from the pile of things he brought in with us.
Carefully, he unpackages the nipple clamps. “Are these okay?”
I nod, not sure what other answer I could possibly give him.
“Good.”
He puts them both in one hand and grabs me with the other. Pulling me from the mirror, he snakes his arm around me and flips the fastening to my bra with his fingers. It snaps open and slides down my shoulders. I don’t try to stop it because I’m ready for this.
Looking down, he pulls the small O-ring down, letting the V-like clamp open more. He brings it to my nipple before sliding the ring back in place. It’s tight, but not uncomfortable, and makes me very aware of the weight on my chest.
“Too tight?”
I shake my head.
Without a word, he mimics the same motions on my other nipple. With them both clamped, I release a breath I didn’t know I was holding as he moves back to the bench. Picking up the collar and leash, he circles his finger, telling me to turn around without words.
Facing the mirror, I gather all my hair in one hand and let him fasten the collar around my neck. Once it’s in place, he grabs the leash hanging from the front and uses it to turn me back around.
“On your knees, sweet girl. It’s my turn.”
I fall to my knees as he keeps a tight hold on the leash. Looking up at him, I wait. I’m sure I could do what I wanted, but it seems he likes the control, and I like giving in to it.
“Pull my pants down.”
Reaching up, I grab the waist of his pants and slide them down. His cock springs free. It’s thick and lean with narrow veins running from the base all the way to the tip. Dark hair covers his pubic bone, and his balls hang low and engorged.
I open my mouth, ready to try and take him all in, but he yanks the collar. “No. I want to see you touch yourself first while looking at me.”
Spreading my knees, I let my ass sink to the ground and lean back on one hand. I know what I like—what will get me off—but it’s not something I’ve ever done in front of someone. With Reed though, I feel I’ve already crossed so many barriers that were holding me back, so what’s one more?
Sliding a hand to my pussy, I glide my fingers between my folds, coating them in my arousal. Up, down, side to side, I move them and keep my eyes on him the entire time. He watches me intently, like if he dares to break his stare from the motion, the world will collapse.
Moving my fingers to the small bud of nerves I know better than the back of my hand, I massage it slowly.
“Does that feel good, Juliet?” he asks as his dick twitches with need.
I nod. “Your mouth felt even better though.”
He gives me a smile before squatting down in front of me. “I like seeing what makes you tick, and you know that better than anyone, so show me.”
Closing my eyes and inhaling deep through my nose, I lean further back and push my legs out in front of me. Bending my knees, I keep them spread wide as I bring them as far to my chest as they’ll go. I swipe my fingers up and down, drenching them in my arousal even more, before pushing them inside. I curl the tips and release them over and over, then bring my other hand back to my clit.
Letting my head fall back, I whisper his name, hoping he can hear the want in the words. I don’t want myself; I want him. “Mr. Taylor, please,” I beg.
Pulling on the leash, he directs my attention back to him. “Move back to your knees. I want your mouth open and your tongue out.”
I nod and reposition how he asked, then place my hands in my lap. I open my mouth and stick out my tongue while looking up at him. He smiles wickedly before spitting. His saliva clings to my tongue and threatens to fall, but he reaches down and tips my head back before it can.
“Now you can do as you please, sweet girl.” He brushes his thumb across my chin before removing his hand.
Normally, something like that would disgust me, but the motion was so erotic and hot, all it does is make me want to devour him.
With his spit still on my tongue, I lean forward and slide my mouth over his length. It twitches with need every centimeter I take in, and it excites me. I keep going until my lips hit the hair covering the base. I let myself adjust to his size and fight my gag reflex before moving back up. He’s silk on my tongue—smooth and warm. I relish in his salty and earthy taste with every stroke I take.
Picking up the pace, I move to the tip of his cock. I seal my lips around him tightly and suck, flicking my tongue over the vein on the underside. His body shivers, and his hold on the leash tightens, pulling the collar harder around my throat.
