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He went back in, licking and lapping at her delicious cunt like a man who’d been dying of starvation and had been offered a feast on the brink of death.
He slid his middle and ring fingers into the heat of her pussy and used his index finger to stroke her clit.
“You have no idea how fucking sexy you are, Ruby. I love watching your pussy drip for me, love seeing how hard you have to work not to move, not to scream.”
She was close to coming, her channel tightening around his fingers, her breath coming even faster as she climbed the peak.
“Don’t you fucking come, Ruby.” He made his voice hard. “Not until I say so.”
He could have withdrawn his fingers, given her relief, but he wanted her right at the edge.
A few seconds later, a strangled cry sounded from her throat and he was worried he’d gone too far.
He withdrew his fingers all at once and stood between her thighs, then brought the paddle down on her ass.
“I know it’s hard,” he soothed. “And I love that you want to come for me sweetheart. But we have to follow the rules in the playroom. Trust me, I’m going to make you come so hard, so many times. You’re not going to be able to stand when I’m done with you.”
He left his post between her thighs and passed one wall of toys in favor of another. He found what he was looking for in a long bar with wide cuffs on either end.
Ruby watched him through her hair, which had fallen over her eyes, as he returned to the table with the spreader.
He reached out to push her hair back, then released her ankles from the cuffs attached to the padded table. “I want to be able to see you — all of you.”
He strapped one of the spreader cuffs to one of her thighs.
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RUBY
She didn’t know what he was doing at first. She was half out of her mind with desire, her earlier trepidation replaced with a new kind of lust that threatened to obliterate her.
Her body hummed with need, everything else in the world receding behind the pressure at her core, the need to find release.
She didn’t know what the bar was for until he spread her wider from behind, cuffing her other thigh to the bar.
When he’d first uncuffed her ankles, she’d thought he was giving her a license to move. Now she was spread wide, her thighs pushed apart by the bar, held in place with the cuffs around her thighs, every bit as immobile as she’d been before.
She barely registered that she was on display, Roman capable of seeing every inch of her ass and pussy. Her need had only grown, the spreader opening her up, reminding her that she was meant to be filled and nothing — no one — could do it like Roman.
She heard the intake of his breath as he stood over her, knew his gaze was roving her body.
“You look so good spread out for me, Ruby.” She felt his body between her thighs, his hands stroking up her back and down again, smoothing over her skin and setting it on fire along the way. “I’m going to bury my cock inside you so deep you’re not going to know where you end and I begin.”
Her cunt was throbbing for him, his words fuel on the fire burning hot at her center. The need to come had receded after he removed his fingers from her pussy, but not by much. She’d never had such an intense sexual experience, the lust she always had for Roman magnified by his orders to stay silent, by her immobility, even by the paddle on her ass which had taken her breath away with the pleasure that had been delivered along with the pain.
She craned her neck, trying to see his face behind her, to see what he would do next, then gave up. The angle was too awkward and it was more pleasurable to relax, to give herself over to Roman’s ministrations.
More pleasurable to surrender. To obey.
She shuddered when the head of his cock brushed against her swollen pussy.
“Jesus, you feel sweet.” His voice was hoarse and guttural with need. “I don’t even have to be inside you to be in heaven.”
He ran his cock through her folds, his crown bumping against her clit. The sensation was even more erotic for the fact that she was spread so wide and she had to force herself not to move with him, not to find the friction her clit craved.
The need was the point, like the days leading up to Christmas, when you thought the presents were the fun part only to realize later that the anticipation had been more than half the fun.
Her body burned for him, every nerve ending crackling with need. She was desperate — ravenous — for him.
