Page 136 of Downpour

I whimpered as he applied pressure and massaged, allowing my body to gradually accommodate the bulb before it closed around the tapered neck.

“Just a little one. There you go,” he murmured, tugging on the flared base. “Doesn’t that feel nice and snug?”

The movement made the vibrations from the toy in my pussy transfer through the thin skin separating it from the plug in my ass.

“Oh my god,” I gasped.

“Go ahead. Pray,” he said, sinking his teeth into the side of my neck. “You’re going to need it.”

Ray held both of my hands and drew them over my head and behind my neck. Smooth rope meant for bondage bound my wrists, keeping my arms up in a V shape. Ray tested the tension to make sure it wasn’t too tight or too loose.

I pleaded as the toys inside me brought me closer and closer to release. I desperately wanted to come.

“I love how much you trust me,” he murmured as he criss-crossed the rope around my chest.

The harness lifted my breasts, making me acutely aware of the clamps still dangling from my nipples. My whole body was a live wire, sparking and dancing with unshed energy.

“I love that you’re in this with me.”

Ray had undressed somewhere between the forming the loops and knots. He pressed his chest against my back.

I begged as he placed his hand low on my stomach, providing pressure where I wanted his touch.

He cupped my breast and squeezed. My muscles clenched around the toy he had put in my ass.

I licked my lips. “I think I would have loved you in any form, at any point in life. It would always have been you. Your soul and mine. Then, now, and whatever is still to come.”

My head spun as he wrapped the rope between my thighs, around my hips, and pulled until my legs were forced apart. I cried out when he slid his forearm behind the knots running down my spine. The harness was tight, but not uncomfortable.

I felt supported, safe, held.

He pressed the head of his cock against the entrance of my pussy. “So wet for me, baby girl.”

He slid a finger into my pussy, circling my walls as he removed the egg vibrator from inside me. My legs trembled as he pressed it against my clit.

“Ray!” I cried out. “Please—please?—”

“Beg for it,” he growled.

He nudged the head of his cock into my pussy, holding onto the headboard. His other arm was secured through the ropes, keeping me close against his chest.

“It’s going to feel tight when I fuck you with the plug in your ass, but you can handle it. You’re going to take me, and you’ll look so pretty doing it.”

Tight didn’t begin to describe it. His girth filled me snugly, almost painfully. I gasped and begged as he slowly sank inside of me.

“It’s too much,” I choked. “Too thick?—”

“It’ll fit,” he promised with darkness dripping from his words. “Now take it.”

When he was fully inside me, he released the headboard and caressed my nipples with his thumb.

“So damn beautiful, baby. All dolled up for me with jewels hanging from your tits, and your body bound so I can make you come until you beg for mercy.”

I was a desperate, writhing mess. “Please let me come. I can’t—I can’t hold it?—”

He thrust hard into me. “Come around my cock. You feel so fucking good.”

He let go of the headboard, grabbed the buzzing vibrator, and pressed it against my clit, then my swollen, throbbing nipples.

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