Page 174 of Entering Stronghold


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Instead, halfway up her thigh, his touched disappeared.

She actually whimpered.

“What’s wrong?” she asked. “Why’d you stop?”

“Because I wanted to,” Rick said easily. So casually that if her legs had been free she might have kicked him out of frustration as he moved around the side of the desk and opened some of the drawers there. Maria glared at him as he opened a baggie he found in there. “Something to learn little tease, when it comes to sex, things move at my pace. Not yours. You are still trying to top from the bottom.”

Damn if her heart didn’t race even faster at his words. At his deliberate control. Yeah, she’d wiggled her ass, trying to get him to move faster, trying to get his hands on her pussy. Now she blushed red hot at being called out on it.

But who could blame her? She was wetter than she’d ever been in her life, without direct stimulation, and she really wanted the direct touch. Unfortunately, Rick moved up to the end of the desk where her head was and Maria felt like whimpering again. Something metallic clinked against the wooden surface, right next to her head, although she didn’t see what he’d put down, and then his hands were on her breasts.

Cupping them. Squeezing them. Maria moaned, her eyelashes fluttering as she looked up at him towering above her. He didn’t go straight for her nipples, which were beginning to ache to be touched, but wrapped his fingers around her flesh and kneaded.

“Beautiful,” he murmured, and Maria truly felt it.

How could she not when his gaze was so admiring as he looked down her body, plumping her breasts and torturing her wonderfully.

When his fingers finally did close around her nipples, her entire body felt like it might levitate as her back arched, thrusting her breasts upwards. It was pain and pleasure as he rolled the tight buds between his fingers, the culmination of anxious anticipation that made her pussy throb. She badly wanted to be able to rub her thighs together, to put some pressure on her clit, but there was no way she could get her legs closed with the way he’d trussed her up.

All she could do was writhe and arch, her body moving with need rather than intent. Now she wasn’t teasing or trying to get him to touch her where she wanted. She just couldn’t stop moving with all the adrenaline and erotic energy flowing through her.

“Oh God...” She gasped as Rick tugged on her nipples, pulling them upwards, and twisting slightly, before covering her entire breasts with his hands again and squeezing.

“Hands...” he murmured. “And mouth.”

Maria let out a strangled cry as he bent over and took one of her nipples into his mouth. It was then that she also realized he was still fully clothed. If he hadn’t been, he would have been close enough to lick. Instead, as he scraped his teeth along the sensitive bud of her nipple, she pushed her head up and laid a kiss on his stomach through his shirt.

Unfortunately, her neck muscles weren’t strong enough for her to maintain the position long enough to do anything, but she at least got a chuckle of amusement from him. Right before he suckled her nipple hard, taking it deep into his mouth and making her moan and pant as her hips bucked uselessly.

“Rick... Please... stop teasing!”

She moaned again as he switched breasts, taking her other nipple into his mouth, completely ignoring her plea. The one that had just been freed felt cool in the open air, as wet heat engulfed the other. He sucked on her nipple with long, deep pulls, his tongue swiping across the surface. Maria hadn’t realized how very sensitive her nipples could be. Every suck was followed by twisting pull deep inside her stomach, giving her the sensory illusion that he was sucking on her clit as well even though he was nowhere near it.

It felt like her body was burning up with heat, with the need to orgasm, and yet she couldn’t quite get there... because Rick wasn’t where he needed to be for her to cum. Remembering what the girls had said about Rick’s kinks when it came to orgasm control and denial, Maria wished she hadn’t brushed off that part so easily. She’d been more worried about her mental state, she’d had no idea the physical distraction to which he could drive her.

While he lavished attention on her breasts, her core was feeling more and more empty, pulsing and clenching around nothing while her pussy wept cream in its neediness. The demand for relief was becoming uncomfortable in its intensity, something she’d never experienced before. If her upper body was on fire, her lower body was the molten core of a volcano about to burst, swirling and building with pressure.

By the time he pulled away again she felt nearly mindless. It took her a moment to come back to herself enough to realize he was asking her a question; his voice had sounded so very far away.

“What?”

Fingers traced little pathways across her breasts, circling around her nipples, distracting her even more.

“Do you know what nipple clamps are, sweetheart?”

Maria nodded. She’d seen them online when she’d been looking around and she wasn’t sure how she felt about them. Some of them had been weighted, dragging the women’s breasts and nipples down with them and she hadn’t really liked the way that looked. But some of the pictures had been kind of sexy, plump nipples surrounded by silver and black, the women’s faces an erotic mix of pleasure and pain.

“I’d like to decorate these pretty little nipples,” Rick said, giving the little nubs a tug. “I want you to feel the bite while I move down to your sweet pussy. Do you need to say either of your safe words?”

“No,” Maria said immediately. Hell, she’d agree to anything now that he said he was going to move down to her pussy. Her body was humming with need, demanding she give in to whatever he wanted. And having the sensation of her nipples being pinched while he played with her pussy sounded wonderful.

The scraping sound at the side of her head was her first clue that Rick had been planning this from the start; the clamps had been what he’d gotten out of the desk. Maria shivered as she felt the brush of cold steel against the mound of her breast while he got the clamp in place.

“I’ve kept these from being too tight for your first time, but you’re going to feel a sharp pinch and then it’s going to fade. Just breathe through it.”

She cried out as the clamp closed down around the tingling bud. Sharp pinch! HA! Her back arched, pussy spasming as the biting pain rushed through her, followed almost immediately by a surge of pleasure. It was like he was pinching her nipple very, very tightly, except the pressure was steadier than any human fingers could provide.

Seeing she was alright, Rick immediately followed with the next one, balancing out the pain on her chest. Maria sucked in air, breathing in deeply like he’d told her to, as the initial sting around the tender bud faded to the painfully pleasurable pinch. It felt like her nipples were now throbbing in time to her pulse. When Rick brushed his fingers over the tips, it felt like tiny needles were sticking into the tenderized nubbins, tiny needles that made her gasp and writhe in confused ecstasy.

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