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“In this room, I’m in charge,” he says firmly as he brings my wrist to his lips. A small frown crosses his face when he sees the scar there. “I tell you what you can and cannot do, understood?”
A part of me is extremely annoyed by that attitude, but even more of me is turned on by it. The tone of his voice, the look in his eyes, the way he carries himself, it all makes me want to please him. I don’t understand it, but right now, in this moment, I am all in.
“Yes, sir.” My brain meant it as a joke, but my body just came alive saying that.
With those words, Griff’s eyes darken like a switch was flipped. He steps between my legs, wraps his hand around my throat, and tilts my head back. He kisses me with slow, deep sweeps of his tongue. His lips move over mine sensually. His other hand pinches my nipple, pulling it just hard enough to make me gasp in pleasure. He smiles against my lips.
“I love that you like a little pain with your pleasure, Tsarina.” He pushes me back on the bed. “Are you comfortable with ankle restraints?” He pulls up a leather cuff attached to the bedpost with a chain.
I nod my head. The thought of being tied down by him has my body tingling.
“Anything other than an enthusiastic and verbal yes is a no.”
“Yes, I want you to use them.”
“Good girl.” He smiles at me. He runs his hands firmly down my leg from hip to ankle. He expertly wraps the cuff around my ankle and tightens it. He runs his hands back up my leg but stops at my pussy. He uses one finger to tease my clit, making my hips jerk at the contact. All too soon, he’s pulled away. He repeats the action for my other leg.
As soon as he finishes tightening the cuff, I test out the strength of the restraints. There is a little give but not much. I watch as he slowly lowers his face to my aching core.
“So gorgeous.” He parts me with his thumbs before running his tongue up me from end to end with agonizing precision. Up and down, torturing me with his thorough dedication to my pleasure. He sucks my clit into his mouth, drawing a breathy cry from me, my hands reach down into his soft hair and pull.
I try to grind against his face, but I can’t because of the restraints. I growl in frustration as the restraints keep me in place. The vibration of his low laughter against my clit almost brings me to orgasm. Right as the first tremors are about to begin, he pulls away.
“Why did you stop?” I ask with a husky voice and wiggle of my hips.
“Because I decide when you come, and you’re in for a long night.” He crawls up my body, stopping to lick and bite here and there.
Fuck. Let’s do this.
“May I touch you now?”
“Since you asked so nicely,” he says against my neck, “you may.” He kisses me then, and the taste of my arousal mixed with him makes me want to wrap my legs around him and take him deep inside me.
I run my hands down his chest and over his abs until I hit the waistband of his underwear. It’s the only barrier left between us, and I want it gone. I push them down his hips and thighs, wrapping my hand around his thick cock when he works them off the rest of the way. I love the way he feels in my hand, hard but soft. My thumb brushes over the head of his dick.
“That’s a new and exciting development,” I say against his lips. “When did you get this?”
“A couple of months ago.” He moves back down between my legs. “I got hung up on this girl.” His fingers slide inside me, pumping slowly in and out.
“And you figured the best way to get over her was to pierce your dick. Makes sense.” His fingers hook up inside me, finding my g-spot and sending me right back to the edge. I cry out when he circles my clit with his thumb and adds a third finger to my pussy.
My toes curl, and my back arches up off the bed as an orgasm comes out of nowhere. He keeps working me with his fingers until I stop spasming. It’s not until the final tremors subside that I’m marginally concerned at the wet puddle I’m laying in. He’s looking down between my legs with a huge smile on his face.
“Tsarina,” he looks up at me like the cat that got the cream, “did you know you were a squirter?”
“What?” I sit up, bracing on my elbow and look down. “I thought that was a myth.”
“I assure you, it is not.” He holds eye contact with me as he lowers himself to me and licks me clean.
I catch my breath while he removes the cuffs from my ankles, pressing kisses to the arches of each foot. I scoot up the bed and watch as he pulls the duvet off and drops it to the floor. He stretches out beside me, so we’re face to face on the bed.
“I’m serious. I couldn’t stop thinking about you after the wedding. I haven’t been able to be with anyone else since. I don’t understand it.” He looks uncharacteristically vulnerable as he cups my cheek. “This is risky. We can’t-”
I cut him off with a kiss. “Let’s stay in the moment,” I say against his lips. I push him onto his back and move down to what I’ve been fantasizing about for months. I stroke his cock a few times before flicking his piercing with my tongue. I take him all the way to the back of my throat, hollowing my cheeks around him, loving the way he wraps my hair around his fist and pulses inside my mouth.
“Fuck. Stop, Claire.” He gently pushes me away. “I don’t want to come in your mouth. Not tonight, anyway.”
He rolls onto his back and situates me on top of him. I’m about to slide down his shaft when he holds me still. His fingers dig into my hips.
