Page 62 of Rough Love


Font Size:  

I don’t answer her, I can’t. I wrap my hands around her thighs and yank her forward. She stumbles, catching herself on my shoulders but I don’t stop. Looking up, I meet her gaze as I snake my tongue out and lick her panty-covered pussy, from hole to clit, before tugging her tiny little piercing between my teeth.

“Oh my god!” she whisper-shouts. I bite her thigh in warning, unable to keep myself from adding to the marks on her body. To keep herself quiet, Violet tucks her lips between her teeth as she stares down at me, watching as I breathe in her intoxicating sweet scent. Reaching up, I grip her panties at her hips and pull, ripping the delicate material in half.

“Take your bra off, now,” I demand before diving back in and devouring her cunt. I have no idea if she listens because I’m too distracted by the way she tastes. Her flavor is somehow gentle and potent all at once. She’s sweet and addicting but there’s a sharpness that is distinctly Violet. It lingers in my mouth like a decadent treat.

I use my fingers to separate her lips, giving me access to her aching core. My tongue lashes out as I flick her clit, again and again, unable to get enough of the tiny little barbell surrounding it. Her cunt is leaking with every single lick and probe of my tongue. I use the wetness to spear two fingers inside of her pussy, finger fucking her roughly. Her body sways back and forth, as though the effort of not cumming is making her dizzy.

God, I’ve never wanted anything as badly as I want this woman. She’s fucking perfection. Her small muffled moans, the shaking of her thighs, the way she can’t help but tug on my hair…it’s everything. My cock throbs between my legs, steadily leaking precum in both arousal and anticipation.

Knowing that getting caught will only delay both of our orgasms, I reluctantly pull myself away from her, leaving her even more needy than she’d already been. Locking eyes with her once more, I make a show of cleaning her juices off my lips before climbing to my feet.

A quick glance behind me shows the bathroom door still closed. I smirk and murmur, “Get on the fucking bed, Little Flower.” Violet’s pupils are blown, and her body is trembling, but she gives me a jerky nod and shuffles toward the bed. I drop down to join her, just as Isaac emerges from the bathroom, blissfully and beautifully naked.

His body is an erotic wonderland that I am eager to explore and worship but it’s what he holds in his hands that has my cock leaking pre-cum like a fountain.

“Seriously?” I grit out between clenched teeth. Zac pauses and gives me a concerned look before glancing at Violet. I force myself to breathe through the need to blow my load before anyone even touches me and give him a reassuring smile.

Seemingly placated, Isaac stops at the foot of the bed, depositing his haul. “It seems you are both in need of a punishment for your reckless behavior yesterday.”

“Me?” Violet cries out, interrupting him. I barely contain my laughter at Zac’s immediate anger. She’s so going to pay for that. She must realize it then too because she scoots away from him and looks down, the perfect display of submission.

Beautiful.

Isaac clears his throat and continues. “As I said,” he drawls, “you will obey, or you will not cum. You will use your safeword if you want to pause or stop at any point. Eli, yours is usually red, Violet would like to use plum. Would you like to stick with those?”

I glance over at Violet, her safeword an ode to that incredible night, and my traitorous fucking heart gives a painful squeeze. She doesn’t look up but I can see the small smile on her face. She knows. I meet Isaac’s gaze and an unspoken message passes between us.

She’s so fucking ours.

“I’ll use plum also, Sir.” His eyes heat at the word and his already hard cock bobs against his trim waist, making my mouth water.

He smirks and tosses a bundle of fragile silk at me. His chin jerks in Violet’s direction as he says, “Tie her hands to the rings then gag her.” Then to Violet, he demands, “On your back, Princess.”

MORE LOVE-PART OF ME

I’ve never seen someone move as quickly as my Little Flower does at that moment. A stunning smile spread across her face, no nerves or fear in sight as she drops onto her back and raises her hands above her head. I grab the silk ties and climb up the bed, quickly binding one wrist, then the other, to the anchors Isaac had installed on his custom bedframe.

“Have you missed us, Little Flower?” I whisper. Her smile widens, putting her adorable dimple on display.

“So much.” Her words are so full of truth and promise, that honest-to-God butterflies take flight in my gut. Grinning like a schoolboy, I lift up the final piece of silk and arch a brow in silent question. She nods and turns her head, giving me access to tie the gag in place.

Leaning down, I drop a kiss on her forehead as I murmur, “You’re such a good girl for us, baby.”

Climbing back down the bed, I take in Violet’s naked, stunning body that’s splayed out like the gift that neither of us deserves but will gladly worship anyways. Isaac has bound her ankles to the anchors at the foot of the bed, leaving absolutely everything she has to offer on display.

“On your knees, Pet,” Zac barks as he points to his desired location for me. Once again, I willingly drop onto the ground like a hussy in heat, barely containing my panting breaths.

He quickly rounds the bed and crawls over to straddle one of her legs. “Can you speak with that gag, Princess?” Violet gives a muffled but audibleyes, and Isaac rubs her thigh in praise. “Good, so we don’t need the red silk for hand signals. If you want to stop, just say your safeword, got it?”

She nods and opens her mouth to reply but it ends in a loud moan as Isaac traces his finger up her slit, collecting the obvious wetness as he goes. “Oh fuck, baby girl. You got us a present, didn’t you?” he whispers, his voice thick with awe and lust. When she doesn’t immediately respond, Isaac flicks her clit ring.

Her hips buck off the bed as she cries, “Yes, I got it for you,”

“This perfect cunt looks so pretty,” he coos’ entranced with the vision before him. “Wet and dripping, aching for your men, aren’t you?”

“Yes.Please, Zac,”her cry is dulled but it still shoots straight to my dick, making my legs shake.

Isaac tuts at her plea as he continues to tease her pussy, never entering her the way she wants. “Such a greedy little slut, isn’t she, Pet? She needs our cocks and our cum so badly that she’s already begging and we haven’t even begun.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com