Page 44 of Vicious Redemption

Tia moans as I reach her thighs, and I guide them apart. Grasping her knees, I bend them, propping her feet on her heels as I spread her legs in a sexual pose. With her glorious pink folds on full display, my cock throbs and strains against the zipper of my slacks.

“You really are fucking perfect, you know,” I growl, lying along the length of her side.

Leaning in, I steal a tantalizing kiss, and Tia’s tongue strokes mine eagerly. I reluctantly break the kiss to bring two fingers to her mouth.

“Suck,” I command.

And when she wraps her lips around my fingers, it makes my balls tighten and my cock ache. I watch her for several seconds, arousal crackling through me like an electric wave. Then, I slowly withdraw them to place my hand at the peak of her thighs.

Tia cries out, her head tipping back as I lightly stroke her clit with my saliva-slicked fingertips. And when I circle her sensitive button, her legs start to quiver.

“That’s it, pet,” I murmur. “You like that?”

“Yes,” she gasps, her back arching as she strains against the tie holding her to the bed.

“Tell me what you like,” I demand, touching her more adamantly.

“Mmm—I like it when you touch me,” she moans.

“Touch you like this?” I ask, removing my fingers from her clit to give her taut nipple a quick pinch.

Tia yelps, her body jerking as she nearly jumps out of her skin, and when our eyes meet, I smile at her wickedly. She’s breathing hard and fast, her dark eyes dilated with excitement, and yet she looks stunned by my teasing.

“You’ll have to get more specific,” I state pointedly, pulling her body back against mine and spreading her legs once again.

She resists me a little this time, her muscles tensing almost as if of their own accord. But when I find her clit, she relaxes, melting into the bed once more. Eyes fluttering shut, she licks her lips, then tries again.

“I like it when you touch my clit,” she breathes, her cheeks darkening a shade and making my pulse pound.

I could get used to hearing dirty words from my innocent young bride, I think. And watching her blush as she voices her desire only makes her more appealing.

“Good girl.” I reward her by sliding two fingers inside her entrance. “And this?”

She’s already slick with arousal, and I love the way her hips roll in her desperation for relief.

“Yes!” she cries, her body quivering as her muscles strain with need.

“Yes, Master,” I correct, stopping my movements abruptly.

Tia’s agonized moan tells me just how close she was to release, and her breasts heave, her eyes glazed with lust as she looks up at me in confusion.

“If you want me to tie you up, then you’ll treat me with respect, my pet,” I explain patiently, allowing her frustration to build as I ease her into the concept of punishment.

Edging is a gentler way of compounding pleasure through withholding rather than the more blunt contrast of pain through discipline. But the thought of calling me master seems to trigger a rebellious spark in Tia’s eyes, and she presses her lips together in silent protest.

“Does that mean you intend to disobey me?” I taunt, stroking my fingers through her folds and giving her clit a gentle flick.

Tia gasps, her back arching as her muscles tense from the unexpected sting. But when I press two wet fingers against the tender nub, she moans like I’ve just given her the best sex of her life.

“Does that feel good, Tia?” I murmur as I nibble her ear lobe.

And as she shudders violently, she nods.

“Then call me master and ask me to let you come.”

Tia whimpers, her natural sense of pride getting in the way of her ability to submit to me. And I fucking love her for it. This is why she’s so much better than the women I’ve been with before. She doesn’t want anyone to own her, and she’s willing to fight for her self-worth. Even if it’s simply to stand her ground about using a term she doesn’t like.

In my past life, I might have been tempted to break her. To see it as a challenge of wills that I had to win. I would have explored what it would take to make her bend to my command. But tonight, we’re taking it slow, and I don’t want to snuff out Tia’s fire—or even diminish it. Not when I have a lifetime to learn just how much fun we can have.

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