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The iciness moves to my other nipple. After circling the pointed peak, the ice cube moves down my midsection, eventually settling at my clit. Luckily, my body has warmed the ice. Still, the cold lights up my sensitive bud. I squirm against my bonds as he rubs the ice along my clit.
This has to be Rafe. I can’t imagine he would let one of his bodyguards do this to me. Or would he?
The ice melts away. I hear the drink being set aside. He grabs my breasts next. These are familiar hands. It’s Rafe. I sigh with relief.
After mauling my breasts a bit, he grasps both nipples and pulls until I squeal.
“Safe word,” I say. “Do I have a safe word?”
“Don’t worry. You won’t need one. But have you reconsidered your offer?”
Why is he asking me that? Does he want to confirm my consent?
“I don’t need to reconsider,” I reply.
“You sure about that?”
“Yes.”
I’m actually not a hundred percent sure because I don’t think I fully understand what he’s getting at. But I’ll do as many blowjobs as he wants. I’ll submit to his BDSM. Because as scary and painful as it can be, the euphoric reward is worth it. And to be completely honest, I also want to please him. I want to make him feel as good as he makes me feel.
He gives the side of my breast a sharp smack. “Why?”
“Because...because it’s mutually beneficial.”
It’s not really the answer I’m looking to give, but it’s the best I could come up with at the moment. I really don’t want to think. I want to feel. I want to feel his hands all over me.
His hand slides towards my crotch. Yes!
He fondles my clit. The whole of my attention fixes upon his fingers. They always feel so good, strumming my arousal with a firm but teasing gentleness. The puddle beneath me grows. If I mess up his furniture, it’s his fault. My body is at his mercy when he touches me like this.
He brings me to the edge, and I remember to ask permission to come.
“Granted,” he replies.
I celebrate a little too early because he withdraws. I hear him pick up his drink.
“I’m going to untie your hands so you can make yourself come,” he tells me, then releases my wrists.
I’ve got to masturbate in front of him? There’d better not be anybody else besides him on this deck. I hear him pick up his drink and sit down across from me. He wants me to put on a show for him, like Jade and Aiko did onstage back at his villa. After an initial hesitation, I go for it. My body wants to come, after all. With my index and middle finger, I play with my clit. I feel his hand on my knee, drawing my legs farther apart, probably so he can see more of my crotch.
It’s a little awkward having an audience, so I say, “This may take a while.”
“We’ve got all night. Visiting hours don’t start until nine.”
I stiffen. Would he really keep me tied up in this chair for hours till I come? Sometimes it can take a good thirty minutes or more for me to come at my own hand. And my fingers don’t feel as good as his.
“Is this how you make yourself come when you’re alone?” he asks.
“Pretty much.”
“You don’t own a vibrator?”
“I live with my brother in a one-bedroom apartment, and although I’ve got the bedroom, and he sleeps on the living room sofa, the place isn’t soundproof.”
“Well, with the money you’re getting for the Morelli, you can afford your own place and a vibrator.”
I’d rather have you, I silently reply.Wait. No I don’t. You’re a gangster.
