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My fingers dip in and out of her slick center slowly, drawing out the torture of her denial. Her hips buck from the bed, trying desperately to take me harder and deeper. In turn, I increase my teasing.
“Not four either,” I snicker in her ear as she squeezes around my fingertips, trying to keep them inside of her.
Grabbing the still perfectly folded tie from her pillow, I unfold it and drag the cool silk up her legs and spine, watching as she squirms beneath it. Without allowing her a moment to relax, I slide it over her eyes, tying it in place before removing my mask and dropping it beside her on the bed.
Lifting her hips, I press my face between her thighs and eagerly try to lick every drop of arousal from her. My tongue swirls over her clit as I suck it into my mouth, and I hear her tugging at the restraints as I work her to the edge. Licking up her ass, I swirl my tongue around her tight hole before biting her cheek.
“Please,” she whimpers in pain against the mattress. Beads of sweat begin to gather at the base of her spine, as she endures the sweet torture of my denial.
“This is my cunt,” I slap my palm against her tender clit, “Isn’t it?”
“Yes,” she breathlessly cries out when my hand strikes against her swollen flesh again.
“That’s a good girl,” I whisper against her ear as I ease two fingers into her and tease her sensitive pussy, “Do you think you’ve been punished enough?”
“Yes,” she nods against the mattress, her thighs quivering around my hand.
Loosening the belt, I release her restraints from the bed, roll her onto her back, and re-cinch the makeshift cuffs around her wrists. Holding her wrists to the mattress with one hand, I climb between her thighs and slide the head of my cock up and down her wet slit before sliding into her.
“Fuck,mi reina,” I groan against her neck as I press into the hilt before stilling, “It’s like your tight little cunt was made to take my cock. Tell me why it’s made to take only my cock.”
“Because it’s yours,” her back arches, and she tries to push her hips further onto my buried cock, “like I’m yours.”
I stare at her lips as she says the words and they pull me to her like a magnet. My lips press against hers, and tentatively they part as an invitation for my tongue. Sliding my tongue against hers, our kiss becomes needy and fervent as my hips grind against her. Pulling back, I nip at her lower lip between my teeth before continuing my bites down her neck.
“Say it again, baby,” my lips kiss over her heaving breasts, stopping briefly to tease each of her nipples. “Tell me who you belong to,mi reina.”
Her luscious thighs squeeze around my waist as I drive my cock into her, each thrust eliciting a breathy moan. Fighting to get out the words, her back flexes from the bed, “You. Your queen belongs to you. I belong to you.”
Lex’s fingers wrap around the bar above her, and I release her wrists. Burying my face in the crook of her neck, my hands cannot grip her hips fast enough. I need to hold her tight and I relish in making her come as mine.
“Come for me,” I bury my cock into her harder than before. “Let me watch you as I fill you with my cum.”
Her fingers flex around the bar so tightly that her knuckles turn white from her grip as she comes undone beneath me. As much as I want to savor this moment, her cunt pulsing around my cock does me in. Sucking on the base of her neck to stifle my own screams, I spill every drop of me inside of her.
“Fuck,” the word blows over her lips as she tries to catch her breath.
thirty one
ALEXYS
Every bit of me is satiated and sore, yet when he slides out of me, I want more. His lips tenderly kiss along my neck and arms as his fingers work to undo the belt restraining my wrists.
“The belt can go,” his voice firm as the buckle clatters against the hardwood floor, “but the blindfold stays.”
I’m about to protest when he rolls off me and pulls me tight against his body. For as savagely as he has claimed me and forced me to be his, this moment is too tender to ruin. His arm wraps around me, my head rests on his chest, and his fingers stroke my hair from his face.
A completely fucked up moment of domesticated bliss.
The logical parts of my brain scream at me that everything about this is completely delusional. But they are drowned out by how wanted this man has managed to make me feel. Even if it is abhorrent.
My fingers trace over his rippled abs, wishing I could see the ink beneath them, as a smile creeps over my face, “So, what kind of pillow talk does one have with their stalker anyway?”
“I wouldn’t know,” I catch a tinge of amusement in his normally gruff and commanding voice when he responds, “I’ve never been obsessed with anyone like I am with you.”
“You mean I’m your first?” I question too excitedly. “Does that mean I popped your stalker cherry?”
A deep, hearty laugh rattles from beneath me. He rolls and is swiftly on top of me pinning my hands to the mattress above my head. He shifts his weight and I feel his hardening length graze over my hip. He thrusts into me as his hands skim over every inch of my body. His lips dust over mine as he groans, “And my last.”
