Page 123 of Absolution

“You fucking tease,” he moans.

I pull the rest of the way, freeing his magnificent cock. My pussy clenches at the sight, but I’m caught up in the seduction, in the illusion of control, and I want to play a little longer. I know it won’t last. Sooner or later Christian will take over, and I know what happens next. I both fear it and long for it. There’s pain, and there’s heat, there’s intense closeness, and emotions I never knew existed before I met him.

Licking a path from the base of his cock up to the tip, I then take it in my hand and wrap my lips around it and begin to move. Before, I never knew what a turn-on it is to kneel before a man and pleasure him, seeing and hearing him lose himself in what I give. The submissive stance is mine to give, not his to take. I don’t even know why I know this, but instinctively I do, I feel it with my whole being. I am his, because I give it, because I’ll let him take me.

There’s liberation in the thought and when I stop pleasuring him, my eyes watering from gagging, having taken him as deep as I possibly can, I only move my hand up and down and meet his hooded gaze. I know I’m ready.

“I want you to take me, Christian.”

His eyes turn nearly black as his nostrils flare. “How?”

“I— I want you to take me hard. I want you to hurt me, and scare me. I want to give myself to you.”

He sits up straighter and inhales sharply. “I got the impression I’ve been too rough with you.”

“Well… you’ve never asked, have you?”

“That’s what bugged you?”

I nod.

“Oh, baby. Get the fuck over here then. Stand up.”

Darting to my feet, my heart leaps to my throat. What did I just start?

His hand slides in between my thighs and move up under my dress, up to my drenched panties. Pushing them to the side, he slides his thumb along my slit, back and forth, spreading the juices, teasing my clit until my legs tremble, electrifying my whole body, my whole being.

“Oh, you’re wet,” he growls as he grabs my panties and pulls them down until they fall to my feet and I step out of them. “Spread your legs wide.”

My dress covers my naked pussy, but he doesn’t lift it, instead his hand finds its way back up to where my legs meet and then he pushes his fingers inside me in one rough move. I grit my teeth against the brutal handling of my sensitive flesh, but at the same time heat spreads from his fingers, through my belly, along my thighs, making me writhe as he thrusts his fingers in me, spreading me open. He pulls out and suddenly pinches my clit. I jerk back on pure instinct.

“Don’t move,” he growls as his cock twitches, mouthwatering hard and thick.

I take a hesitant step toward him, his legs between mine, straddling him, but still standing, wide open, vulnerable.

His.

“You have a very hard time obeying, don’t you?”

He grabs my butt cheeks and pulls me even closer, a finger, slick from my juices, finding my rear entrance, pushing inside. I jerk, but remain where I am. He’s been there twice, but we never got very far as I clenched up and begged him to stop. He did other things then… tied me up, used his belt, pushed the limits for pain beyond what felt good, until after, when everything was good, when he caressed me and made me come, again and again, until I lost my notion of pain and pleasure and it all mingled into one.

He pushes further in, adding a second finger, his other hand finding its way to my pussy again, pinching my clit, hard. I twitch and moan from the lance of pain that spears through me but that soon turns into a furnace of desperate need.

“I’m going here,” he says and thrusts in my ass, deep, rough. “And tonight we’re not stopping until I’ve buried my cock to the hilt and claimed every little bit of your delicious body, Kerry.”

A shiver runs through me. I’ve given myself to him, and he’s going to take everything. He won’t hurt me, not for real. I know it, and I trust him with my whole heart. It’s a shocking realization, but I really do.

“I’m yours,” I whisper, holding his gaze.

His dark eyes flash and my stomach lurches at the heat and raw savageness in them. “Sit on me.”

I move up on the chair, kneeling on the cushion on either side of his hips, bunching up my dress in one hand as I support myself on his shoulder with the other.

“Get in position. Put my cock to your pussy, and then stay.”

My heart pounds wildly in my chest as I let the head of his massive cock rest against my slick hole. The temptation to slide down on it and let him fill me is almost impossible to resist.

“Good girl.” He holds my gaze as he starts caressing my clit, rubbing it, back and forth, circling, making it tingle and ache, making it pulsate. My thighs tremble and I can’t control the whimpers that erupt from my throat as the laser sharp focus of a pending explosion gathers there. I can barely breathe, on the edge of losing myself when he grabs my hips and slams me down on him, all the way to the hilt. I come completely undone in convulsions that make me thrash in his hold. Burying my face against his chest, I grit my teeth to not scream as he begins to move in me, slamming me down on him over and over again and a new orgasm claims my body.

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