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“Fucking let me come, you arsehole!” I groan.

I’ve never experienced sex like this. Hell, I didn’t even know I wanted to experience sex like this. But Alastor seems to bring out this whole other side of me—the way he teases and torments me is both excruciating and exhil- arating.

He tugs my legs back down to the ground and then I feel his weight on top of me as he climbs onto the chair, kneeling on my lap. He takes the back of my head in a rough grip, tugging at my hair, forcing my head to bow. And then I feel the tip of his dick circling the edge of my mouth; I open my mouth wider and my tongue darts out for a taste of him, but I only get the briefest lick of the tip before he pulls away, slapping his dick against my bottom lip.

“Do you like the way I taste, Macey?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want me to stuff this hard dick in your

mouth?”

Fuck yes. “God, yes...please.” I’m way too turned on

to be even remotely embarrassed about begging now. Instead of giving me what I want, he slaps his dick

against my cheek. “No.”

And then I hear his husky voice whispering in my ear.

“One day soon I’m gonna have you on your knees, swal- lowing my dick down your throat. But not right now.”

Jesus. A shiver of anticipation runs through me because, damn, I want that so fucking bad. I want to suck him hard, take that big dick all the way down and make him come down my throat.

He scrapes his teeth along my neck, sending another shiver through me, and then he adjusts his position on the chair, taking both our cocks in his large hand and jerking them together, a mix of pleasure and pain shooting through me once again.

He tugs my head back, leaning over me to murmur, “You can move now, Macey.”

Thank God. I buck my hips frantically, thrusting into Alastor’s grip. And Jesus fucking Christ, that feels amazing —both our dicks slippery with pre-cum rutting against each other in a wild frenzy. And fuck, I’m really hoping this chair doesn’t break.

My body is thrumming with tension, white hot fire coursing through me as the need to come overwhelms me. And thank God, instead of denying me once again, I hear Alastor grunt his command, “Come for me, Macey.”

I’d probably break out in the fucking Hallelujah Chorus if my head weren’t spinning so much, my teeth clenched together as my climax roars through me. I hear Alastor grunt out a cry of “fuuckk” and know he must be right there as well.

Hot cum sprays over my chest and then Alastor’s mouth is on mine, his hand tugging at my hair as he claims my mouth in a hard, frantic kiss. With a tug of his teeth on my lower lip, he breaks the kiss and removes my blindfold.

We stare at each other for a long moment, and then his mouth curves up in a satisfied grin. “Well, I think we can call that a success.”

I let out a breath of wry amusement. “Does this mean you’re going to use one of penis plug things now?”

He quirks a brow at me. “Only if you want to.”

I consider it for a moment, tingles of something akin to anticipation running through my body. Mere weeks ago, I was practically hyperventilating at the mere thought; I couldn’t understand why anyone wouldwantto use something like that. Now I can understand it, though. I’m still not sure I actually want to go there, but. “Maybe.”

Alastor’s eyes flare with obvious excitement, but he manages to tamp it down. “Let’s just play it by ear.”

He reaches between us to pry the clamps from my fore- skin. His movements are gentle, but I feel a sharp bite of pain anyway, prompting me to hiss through my teeth as each one is removed.

“All good?” he asks, obvious concern in his expression.

I nod. “Yeah, I’m fine. What did you put on my scrote?” I ask, curious about the gentle tugging sensation I can still feel.

He shifts around a little and reaches between my legs. A moment later, the sensation is gone, and Alastor brings his hand back up, presenting three wooden clothes pegs.

“Don’t worry, they’re brand new.”

“And the nipple clamps?” I ask curiously.

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