“Yes, sir,” she breathes.
My cock is rock hard beneath me, pinned against the sheets. It twitches every time she calls me ‘sir’, every time she submits willingly. What I want most, though, is for her to be desperate enough to forget the honorific.
“Where?”
When I get to the curve of her inner thigh, I suck hard, making her cry out at the sting. I soothe it with my tongue, kneading the same spot on the opposite side with my hand. She tries to squirm, her muscles trembling, as I kiss, lick, and nip my way toward her glistening pussy.
She’s dripping, a wet spot already spreading beneath her. I groan at the sight, pressing my face against her to languidly lap up her cum. Pleading, almost babbling, above me, her hips jerk as she tries to get the leverage to push herself against me.
I’d avoided her pussy until that moment, had kissed and teased every other inch of her. She almost sags in relief when I stroke her entrance with two fingers, a ragged sob tearing from her throat.
“Shhhh,” I croon. “It’s almost seven.”
“Declan, please,” Lex gasps. “I need to come, sir, please. Don’t let me…don’t leave me…fuck…”
Her voice trails off as I slide two fingers inside her and circle her clit with my tongue. I know what she’s worried about. We’re hosting a holiday party soon, and several of our guests are known to be chronically early. As punishment last week, Linc had wound her up until she was nearly in tears, then left her tied up for an hour. Even though she’d come so hard she passed out when he was done with her, she wasn’t ready to go through that torture again.
“I won’t leave you wanting, love,” I murmur against her flesh, licking long stripes up her pussy lips. “Don’t worry.”
Burying my face back against her, I suck her clit into my mouth, pulling it gently between my teeth. I roll it with my tongue, sucking lightly before releasing it. She’s gushing, her cum all over me as her body trembles.
I hook my fingers against the spot at the top of her channel, pressing and stroking in short bursts. Her body stiffens, a telltale sign she’s close, and I smirk.
She yells in frustration when I pull away completely, dragging my fingers slowly out of her.
“No, Declan, don’t, please, don’t do that, not again,” she pleads, tears streaming down her cheeks.
The ribbon over her eyes is almost completely darkened by her tears, her mouth open in anguish as she gasps.
“There you are,” I hum, stroking my hands along her thighs to her sides, then up to her nipples. I tweak them both, then trail my fingers back down across her lower belly.
She jerks and shivers, oversensitive and ticklish, her lower lip starting to quiver as her chest heaves with sobs.
“My desperate, needy little whore.”
I push my hand against her opening right as she whimpers in response, her arousal leaking through my fingers as I work them inside.
“You’re ready for me, aren’t you?”
“God, yes, please, I need you, need your cock. Fuck me, Declan, please. No more–”
I still. “No more?”
“No! Nonononononono, please no, don’t–”
Shushing her again, I lean over her, bracing on my elbow, to tease the head of my cock against her tender, reddened flesh. The moment it slides against her, she moans, straining against her binds to try to curl toward me.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” I groan, burying my face against her neck as I thrust against her at a leisurely pace.
My cockhead catches against her for a moment, then pops free and slides forward. Her chest heaves against me as she groans, trying to thrash her head from side to side. Turning her jaw with one hand, I crush my lips to hers, stealing a harsh kiss before I push back to my knees.
“I think you’re ready, love.”
“Yes, please, yes,” she chants mindlessly, licking her lips.
Getting off the bed, I unhook the spreader bar her ankles are tied to from the fastener on the footboard. Lex whimpers as some of the tension keeping her in place is released. I hold the bar as I climb back up to kneel before her wide open pussy, the cool metal across my chest keeping her ankles suspended in the air.
“I’ve got you, Lex. Deep breath, okay?”