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Sparks crackled and danced through every inch of my flesh, making me jittery. Sensation threatened to overwhelm me, and only Mateo’s black eyes on mine kept me grounded to reality. He watched me suffer for him with savage hunger burning in the depths of his dark eyes like white hot flames. His worshipful devotion was heady enough to send me flying impossibly higher. My rational mind became clouded by primal lust and desperate need for the man who owned me.
He pressed a button on the remote again, and the vibration in my core changed to an oscillating, unpredictable pattern. It ebbed and flowed in uneven waves, driving me close to orgasm before dropping back down to a soft buzz, denying me.
Mateo watched me struggle to remain still and not yank on the clamps by writhing in response to the erotic torture. His massive muscles flexed as though he was restraining himself from reaching for me, resolved to indulge in my suffering rather than claiming me with feral lust.
“You’re being such a good girl for me,” he praised, and I moaned in delighted reply.
My eyes threatened to roll back at the wash of pleasure elicited by those words. I blinked hard and forced my gaze to focus on him, not wanting to lose sight of him for even a moment: my dark, hulking god.
“Let’s see how much more you can take.”
A soft sound of protest slipped between my lips. I couldn’t take any more intense sensations. I would come apart completely.
My small noise of distress only made his mouth curve in a wicked smile, and he picked up another item for my torment that he’d tucked away beside the bed. I shivered at the sight of the long, black leather crop in his meaty fist.
I’d been right: he didn’t intend to stop until I shattered.
The realization made my stomach drop even as my blood sang in my veins.
I craved more of this cruel game, but I needed to be composed later tonight. I couldn’t afford to embarrass myself at the party with Carmen, and—
Fire licked my inner thigh with the first lash of the crop.
“Surrender,” he demanded, no room for argument or resistance in his rumbling tone. “I’m all that matters to you right now. I’m all that matters to you ever.” He brushed the smooth leather tongue over my brow. “You’re not going to worry or even think about anything else. Stay right here with me.”
I released a shuddering breath, relaxing into his control. It was such a sweet release to be freed of my anxieties and responsibilities. I could trust in Mateo to keep me safe and sane.
I nodded my agreement as much as I could without torturing my nipples. As it was, the slight movement elicited the sweetest edge of pain that danced along with the pleasurable vibrations against my g-spot.
The crop smacked against my tender flesh, peppering my sensitive skin with little pops of pain that morphed into heat deep inside me. All the while, the vibrator continually drove me to the edge of orgasm before cruelly denying my release.
“You want to come, sweet girl?” Mateo’s tone was low, his lids heavy as though he was intoxicated, too.
I tried to beg for my orgasm, for him to relent and end my suffering, but my pleas were garbled by the chain between my lips. I could easily release it and cry out his name, but his control kept me utterly submissive to his erotic torment. He wanted me to suffer, and I was his good girl. I would take everything he desired to do to me, give him everything he demanded of me. The complete sense of surrender sent me flying high, even as my sex ached with painful pleasure.
“Come for me.” He snapped the crop directly against my clit, and he set the vibrator to buzz against my g-spot with ruthless intensity.
Ecstasy detonated deep in my core, and my back arched as my orgasm ripped through my body. My head tipped back, pulling at the chain that abused my clamped nipples. The added hit of pain only heightened my pleasure, prolonging the cruelly intense release. Tears burned the corners of my eyes, and Mateo stroked the wetness on my cheeks with reverence as the last of my orgasm ravaged my psyche, deeper than simple physical sensation. Bliss sang through my soul, his power over me granting me the sweetest high.
He stripped off his pants, and his massive body settled over mine. I shuddered in satisfaction at the intimate contact, reveling in the feel of his big muscles surrounding me even as he handled me as carefully as though I was a kitten.
His lips caressed mine, his tongue toying with the chain that served as a delicate gag. The light tug on my nipples sent fresh sparks of pleasure crackling down to my core, and I whimpered into his mouth. I felt his wicked smile just before he reached between us to remove the clamps.
I cried out at the sting that pulsed through the abused buds, but he quickly soothed it away with his clever tongue, teasing my nipples until I squirmed beneath him. Overly sensitive after my intense orgasm, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to evade him or if I wanted more.
He didn’t give me a choice; he wasn’t nearly done with me.
He kept me trapped beneath him, cuffed and spread so that I was utterly vulnerable to him. The sense of helplessness in his possessive hands sent a fresh wave of desire rolling through my heated flesh, and I writhed, mindlessly seeking more stimulation.
His dark chuckle rolled over me, and I hungrily caught the sound on my stroking tongue, kissing him as deeply as I could manage in my bound position.
I shuddered in lustful anticipation when his hard cock brushed my sex, teasing at my slick opening. The vibrator that’d tormented my core was suddenly pulled free, and his thick length drove into me in one brutal thrust, rocking my entire body with a shockwave of harsh pleasure. He stretched me to the edge of pain, but the sweetness of being joined with the man I loved drew a moan from my chest. My inner muscles contracted around him, greedily pulling him deeper, welcoming his cock.
He snarled against my lips, finally surrendering to his most savage nature. With each harsh thrust, he laid claim to my body, my soul. I would feel the ache of him inside me all night, ensuring that I was keenly aware of our connection even when we would inevitably be separated for a few hours. Despite the fierce way he was handling me, he was taking care of me, ensuring that I would feel his devotion and protection long after he finished making love to me.
Mindlessly, I rocked my hips against his, reveling in the primal lust that transcended words. Our connection was soul-deep, and I would never stop craving him. I kissed him as though I needed his touch more than air, and he plundered my mouth with his tongue, making me dizzy.
The sweet ecstasy of being trapped in his ruthless arms built at my core, making my entire body coil tight. He stroked deep, his cockhead dragging over my g-spot as he reached between us to rub my clit.
