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“Don’t speak unless I tell you to,” he orders, coming completely off the bed and stripping off his shirt.
I scoot back on the bed, lean back on my elbows, and stare at Brass as if he’s grown two heads.
“Brass,” I try again.
“Speak again, and I’ll gag you, Thea. Don’t think I won’t.”
I open my mouth and close it several times. You’ve got to be kidding me. I narrow my gaze and watch him watch me.
Brass moves around the bed without taking his eyes off me. I don’t take my gaze from his, but I should have because I missed what he grabs from the bottom of the bed until he reaches for my ankle and straps it in place.
“Brass what are you doing?” I demand quickly, my breathing coming out in a rush.
Of course, he doesn’t answer me. Instead, he quickly does the other ankle and moves to the headboard while grabbing both of my wrists. The moment both of them are restrained, he moves to the nightstand, pulls out a package, and opens it. Once in view, I know exactly what it is, and I shake my head. There’s no way in hell I’m about to let him put that in my mouth. He moves to the edge of the bed, sits, and holds it up in one hand while reaching between my legs with the other.
“You didn’t listen to me. Again. Now you’re about to learn,” he says, running his fingers through my slit and rubbing my clit.
I gasp on a moan and don’t realize until it’s too late that I parted my mouth just enough for him to pop the ball gag in. I try to protest and fight him, but it’s useless. There’s no getting out of the binds he’s put on me, and though I want to get out of them mentally, I’m not sure my body wants to. In fact, my body seems to vibrate with the need for his touch. For him to do whatever he wants to me.
Brass stares down at me as he moves away from the bed and strips the rest of his clothes off. Still, he doesn’t get in the bed.
“You fucked up tonight,” he states cooly, pulling something else from his nightstand. From the position I’m in, I can’t see what it is, though I hear him opening plastic. What the hell does he have in that drawer?
Brass returns to the bed and lays whatever he pulls out next to me. He then grabs two pillows and lifts my waist in order to position them under me. What he does next freaks me out, yet at the same time, turns me on, sending my nervous system into hyperdrive.
Grabbing whatever he laid next to me, he positions himself between my legs, eyes locked there. “Such a pretty pussy, glistening and ready.”
I make a noise in the back of my throat ready for his touch. Craving him to do something. Anything. Everything.
Brass raises his gaze to meet mine as he moves lower, his nose rubs against me, his tongue flicking out, and then something else . . .
My body jolts at the pressure and coldness that touches my back entrance. Never in my life has anything been there, and I’m grateful for this, but I’m unable to say anything to Brass about him touching me there. And the way he keeps working his tongue, he’s driving me crazy. There’s no stopping him, and he keeps his movements slow, pushing whatever it is inside me, locking it in place. It’s different, there’s pressure, and yet it doesn’t freak me out. Not with him flicking his tongue over my clit and then moving to dip it inside me.
I could easily come here and now with just this little bit.
Brass adds his fingers, sawing them inside of me and using his thumb to massage my clit. His movements are complete madness but oh-so good at the same time.
Sweat beads on my body, and I feel ready to come, but Brass seems to have other ideas as he pulls away from me. I glance at him wanting to cry out in frustration.
His eyes come to me, and I see the glimmer of knowledge in his eyes. He knows what he’s doing to me.
Damn him.
Taking his time, he goes back to working those magical fingers of his, but he doesn’t allow me to come. Four times he does this, and it drives me insane. Add in the device he has inside my ass, and I’m ready to lose my mind.
“Frustrated aren’t you, my little Cherry?” he asks, coming over me.
I make a noise around the gag and hope he understands me.
Brass gives me a wicked grin and leans down to flick his tongue over one nipple, then the other. He uses his teeth and nips them gently, driving me madder than I already am with need. His cock rubs against my entrance, but still, he doesn’t enter me. He just grinds against me.
Can he just please fuck me already?
Move higher up, his face only inches from mine, I stare into his intense eyes, seeing deeply what I don’t understand, but I know one thing, surrendering to him is a must at this moment. Submitting myself to him means more than just sexual, that I know. It’s about realizing he’s right, and I need to trust him. Trust him as I should have. But that’s definitely not an easy feat. Still, it’s the right thing to do, because if I’d talked to him, tonight could have gone a lot easier.
I put them in jeopardy, and I know this.
Brass must since something in me because a moment later, I find myself filled with his cock. When he moves, it’s not hard and fast as I thought it would as he’s taken me every other time. No, this time, it’s slow and sweet. The release that he’s been denying me builds to a boiling point, driving me insane with need.
