Page 73 of Demanded Submission


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I lifted my gaze, studying her reaction before moving to the other. When she whimpered from the hint of pain, my cock pressed so tightly against my trousers that I was instantly in distress. I continued my exploration, rolling my fingers down to her stomach, slowly encircling her bellybutton.

“The things you do to me,” she whispered.

“As I said. The things I will do. Only if you’re a very good girl.” I slipped my hand between her legs, cupping her wet mound. The second I swirled my finger around her clit, she jerked away from the door.

“Oh… my.” Her eyes were already glassy, her need as intense as my own.

After teasing her for a full minute, I took long strides backwards, my skin tingling from the sweet fragrance of her need. I took my time unbuttoning my shirt, rolling the material over my shoulders. After kicking off my shoes, I retreated altogether.

“Where are you going?”

“Patience, my beautiful pet. That you will learn.”

She moaned when I walked out of the room and the grin on my face became wider. I wanted her so hot and wet that she was ready to scream out my name.

I headed for the fully stocked bar, taking my time selecting a scotch before yanking a glass from the shelf. After preparing the drink, I added two ice cubes, taking a few moments to gaze out at the incredible view. Paris was a dazzling city by day and night.

The taste of the scotch was exquisite, but the lingering kiss was the reason every cell in my body was on fire. My desire was at the point my cock was throbbing. I shifted my hand to my crotch, stroking to offer some relief. A few seconds later, I realized my actions were useless. I needed to drive my shaft deep inside of her sweet pussy.

When I returned to the room she moaned, still fighting the tight hold. I loved to see the way her body thrashed, her skin glistening in the last vestiges of sunlight. I took another swig then placed the glass on the closest table, standing in front of her as I finished undressing.

“You’re a terrible man to keep me waiting.” Her voice was breathless and so alluring my cock twitched even more.

“For keeping you waiting?”

“For making me want you so much.”

When I was fully undressed, I retrieved the drink, gulping a good third before grabbing one of the melting ice cubes. As I approached, she shivered visibly, her eyes drifting to what I held in my hand. I rolled it across her lips, smirking when she darted her tongue across the surface. Every sound she made brought an additional level of excitement, the longing to introduce her to various acts of BDSM weighing heavily on my mind.

She never blinked as I dragged the cube between her breasts, cocking my head and enjoying the sight of her pebbled nipples. As I swirled the ice around the already hardened bud, she gasped, bucking hard against the bindings.

The explosive heat of her body almost instantly melted a portion of the ice, water trickling down my fingers. I brushed what was left across to her other nipple, taking my time encircling her areola. Then I dropped my head, sucking on the tip. She moaned loudly, still thrashing in the firm hold. My mind was full of darkness as I slipped the remaining cube between her legs, driving the thick shard past her swollen folds.

“Oh, God. Oh…” She laughed nervously, her eyes now half closed.

I dropped to my knees, spreading her legs wide open. When I darted my tongue around her clit, she gasped, still fighting. Still bucking. I spread her pussy lips wide open, my patience running out. As I lapped her cream, burying my face into her wetness, she couldn’t stop shaking. Her ragged murmurs continued, fueling the fire building to an out-of-control blaze.

There was no possibility of focusing as the dangerously hungry man inside feasted. I drove my tongue inside, flicking it several times.

“Yes. Yes. Yes,” she whimpered, her leg muscles tensing.

I adored the way her body reacted, the way she molded to my desires, driving my hunger to a frenzied point. I wanted to consume every drop of her liquid gold. I needed her scent covering every inch of my skin. And I longed to cover her with my cum. I plunged several fingers inside, rolling my thumb around her clit.

“Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh. Jameson.”

The way she uttered my name spurred me on, my actions becoming more savage. Within seconds, I sensed she was close to coming. This time, I wouldn’t control her orgasm. I wanted her eager to submit to anything I demanded. Maybe I was an evil man after all.

I closed my eyes, concentrating on giving her divine pleasure and the second her body started to convulse, I yanked her legs over my shoulders. I drove four fingers inside, matching their action to the brutality of my lashing tongue. Her climax brought breathless screams, the taste of her so sweet I couldn’t stop ravaging her delicious pussy.

“Oh. My. God. Yes. Yes!”

As a single orgasm shifted into a beautiful wave, I licked every drop until my tongue and throat were covered in her sweet cream. I refused to let her go until she stopped writhing. As I rose to my feet, she lolled her head, dragging her tongue across her lips.

I cupped her chin, digging my fingers in as I captured her mouth. She hungrily sucked on my tongue, writhing in my hold. She was without a doubt the most beautiful creature I’d ever set my eyes on. And fucking her made me insatiable.

The kiss was explosive as usual, the taste of her like fine red wine mixed with strawberries. When I pulled away, she nipped my lower lip, her tooth piercing my skin. She laughed as I broke away, rubbing my index finger through the single drop of blood.

“You like it rough, baby?” I asked, no longer recognizing my gruff voice.

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