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“Handcuffs.” He says quietly, my eyes widening now.
Immediately, jealousy fills me. Not anger or speculation because he’s kept me tied up for weeks, but jealousy. This is a new room and I’ve been in it the entire time. I know no one’s put those handcuffs in here. So why were they here to begin with? Does he do this more often than I thought?
“What’s wrong?” He asks, looking deeply at my face.
“Get off of me,” I try to push him off, but failing miserably because he’s two hundred pounds of solid muscle.
“Lori, that’s enough,” he pins me down harder as his injured arm moves in front of me, his rough hand clamped around my chin, forcing me to look at him.
“What is it?” He asks, my face heating with embarrassment.
“How many girls have you fucked in here?” I ask, my voice sharp.
He’s quiet for a moment, but his tone is completely serious when he finally answers me.
“None. The only girl I’ve fucked in this house is you,” he says. I can’t help but scoff at that.
“Bullshit. We weren’t both virgins when we first slept together,” I am even more pissed that he’s trying to play me for a fool.
“I never alluded to the fact that I was. I just said that the only girl that I’ve fucked in this home is you. Which is the truth.” My jealousy dissipating the longer I stare at him, however not all of it completely vanishes because the thought of him fucking other women in the past still has me upset.
“If you don’t trust me, why should I believe what you just said?” I ask, calling his bluff as he stares down at me, his frustration seeping out of him and into me, like two atoms bouncing off one another.
He leans down and presses his forehead to mine, the tip of his nose brushing my blushed skin as I breathe him in.
“Because it’s the truth, Lori. And as much as I try not to, I can’t seem but to constantly tell you the fucking truth. Is that why you freaked out? Because you thought I’ve used these to fuck other women?” He murmurs, my heart racing as his tongue sneaks out to trace my lips.
When I shake my head at him, he laughs, my belly doing that fluttering thing once again.
“Liar,” he says, kissing the corners of my mouth as I sigh.
“The only woman who’s come in this bed, in this room, in thishome, is you Lorena. Unless my guards have been sneaking women into here without my knowledge, which isn’t humanly possible, that is the truth,” he whispers into my skin, my legs spreading to welcome his hips.
Every time he’s like this, all honest and sweet and open, I can’t help but welcome him in, even though I know he’ll go right back to being a controlling asshole, when he finally shows me this side of him, I can’t help but want to open myself to him in response.
“Where do you fuck your women then?” I whisper against his lips, a groan leaving his chest and vibrating against mine.
“Fucked, it’s past tense now, princess. And don’t talk about other women when I’m about to eat your cunt,” a low moan leaves my lips and falls into his mouth as soon as he bends down to kiss me.
He only breaks away to grab both my hands, clamping the handcuffs around my wrists before he leans back and leaves my arms above my head. His palms run down the sides of my silk night dress, landing on my thighs and pushing the hem of it up to my hips, exposing my bare pussy. I couldn’t help but hope that he would return tonight, I left myself bare because of that hope.
“You look too good like this.” He runs a thick finger along the wet cleft of my pussy, my hips raising in response as my breath catches in my throat.
“All bound and ready for me. If I sink my finger inside, will you be wet, Lori?” He asks, his said finger prodding at my lips before he slips past them and sinks it into me, my breath leaving my body in a heavy exhale.
“Of course, you’re wet for me, you always are. No matter how much you hate me or how much you defy me,” he sinks deeper, swirling his finger inside of me as I tilt my head back and moan.
“No matter if you say that you don’t trust me, your body will always crave me. It will always pine for me as mine does for yours. Even if it doesn’t make sense, we will always have this. You will always be mine,” he growls, his finger moving in and out of me at a deep and slow pace, driving me wild with his touch and his words.
Just as I feel my climax start to build, he retreats. He pulls his finger from me and sinks down to my hips, his tongue circling my clit as a long cry leaves my chest, my wrists sliding above my head against the mattress. He licks me for a while, teasing me with his tongue as I writhe and cry beneath him, more than ready to come. But he doesn’t let me. He just coaxes me and brings me right to the edge once again before he falls away.
I blink my eyes open and stare at him as he undresses. I notice that he winces slightly when he removes his shirt, only stepping off of the bed to discard his pants, underwear and shoes. When he kneels in between my legs again, his cock is standing at full attention.
“Let me taste you,” I whisper, dying to feel him on my tongue once more.
He grunts and pulls me up to a sitting position, stepping off the bed and standing in front of me. He walks closer, the head of his cock touching my lips as I open them and take him inside, moaning around his hard length as my handcuffed wrists rest on my lap, my nightgown still bunched around my hips.
He slides all the way to the back of my throat, and I try not to gag. I just pull my head back slowly and slide back down, repeating the motion over and over again until he groans and pulls away from me.
