Page 35 of Leather & Lace

“Greedy, baby girl,” he says with a low growl. He walks behind me and then wraps a black satin blindfold around my eyes. Tying it snuggly behind my head. My breathing picks up as my vision is taken away. I try to sense where he is, but only his smell is what fills my senses. Smoke and cedar. The aroma of him makes me feel high.

I feel him kneel down and grab my thighs, spreading them open forcefully. He then tugs my thong to the side, as hishot tongue laps across my clit. His warm breath radiates off my pebbled skin. My nipples harden instantly.

The stroke of his hot wet motions, mixed with him adding his fingers, sent me over the edge. I let out a loud scream as the orgasm exploded inside me. “Mmm, yes baby girl, let those demons out.” He continues to bite and nip at my clit as I come undone all over his lips.

Grabbing my thong, he rips the material off of me. The fabric tearing with little resistance. He slowly licks his middle finger and then places it at the opening of my ass. Making circular motions at the entrance. “Mmm, you want me to finger that perfect tight ass babygirl?” My eyes widen with fear under my mask.

“Eli, no!” I go to turn away, but he holds my body steady with his arm, then sends another slap to my ass.

“It’s sir, and trust me baby girl, you will love this. I will make sure to own every fucking inch of your curvy body. I will have my cum coming out at every end. Taking his wet finger, he pushes it into my tight hole. I jerk from the foreign sensation. He doesn’t have it in deep. Just about an inch.

He is making a motion as if telling me to come to him. The touch has my entire lower half clenching. My pussy is starting to leak down my thighs. It feels fucking amazing. That’s when I feel it; an eruption that feels stronger than any orgasm I have ever experienced with him. I cry out as I fall apart from his touch. “That’s two now, babygirl.” He exclaims in a low growl.

I hear him unbutton his pants and let them fall to the ground. His hard, smooth cock pushes against my stomach. I can feel his wet pre cum slid across my trembling flesh. Before I know it, he lifts me up as I wrap my legs around his waist. My arms are still suspended towards the ceiling. He leans in close to my ear and whispers as he licks my lobe, “is this my pussy?”

I nod in reply, “Yes sir.”

“Good girl. This ismyfucking pussy. I own it.” I cry out as he enters me roughly He is fucking me hard while holding me. How I have no idea. But this is the most intense sexual interaction I have had in my entire life. I can’t see anything, which is heightening all my senses. Making every kiss, every touch, every thrust a thousand times more intense.

“So fucking good, baby girl.” The sensation of his skin on mine starts to send me over the top again. My breathing starts to pick up as he starts to thrust deeper and deeper into me.

“Does that feel good? You like me fucking you raw?” I yelp as he hits the back of my wall. Cum is pouring out of my pussy, dripping down my thighs. I feel it, my muscles start to tighten, as I dig my nails into his back causing him to let out a rough moan. I dig them in as deep as I can. I scream in pleasure as my body is hit wave after wave of pure fucking bliss. “Fuuuck, that’s it, baby girl, cum on my cock like a good girl.”

I feel him start to pick up his speed digging his fingers into my sides. It’s as if this high, this all-consuming feeling is taking over our bodies. I feel his cock start to harden more. My pussy clings to it perfectly. I can feel he is about to cum. He then rips off my blindfold as our eyes meet. Pure pleasure is radiating out his. It sends me over the edge again, as if he can tell once my body erupts, he lets out a feral moan calling out my name.

“Fuuuuck, Brooklyn.” Moaning hard and thrusting deep, he releases his warm juices into me. We stand there sweaty and panting, his cock still pulsating inside my pussy. I can feel his cum starting to seep out and run down my swollen lips and into my ass, pooling on the bed below our feet. Letting me down and gently releasing my wrists from the restraints, he leans down and gives me a long, deep gentle kiss on my lips.Grabbing a shirt from his cleaned folded clothes on his dresser, he gently wipes the cum from my pussy.

I watch him walk into his bathroom. The sound of a bath starts off in the distance. A few minutes later, he makes his way out of the bathroom and back to me.

He grabs and lifts me into his arms and walks us into the joining bathroom, where he has a steaming, hot bath waiting. Gently, he lowers me into the lavender-scented water. I let myself relax and fall into its warmth. I can feel him smiling as he watches me, grabbing one of my feet and rubbing it at the same time. God, it feels amazing.

“So, is this how you treat all of your women post-orgasm?” I ask, giving him a sly smile.

“No, just you.” He answers by kissing my foot. Gently sucking a clean toe into his mouth, His soft tongue stroking it lightly. I giggle from how ticklish it is and remove my toe from his lips. He sends a little nip before I pull it out. Giving me a roguish grin. Pushing myself up to face him, I smile.

“I really, really like you,” I say as I lean in to meet his lips with mine. As I pull away, he grabs my face gently and speaks.

“I really, really love you.” Looking back at him with tears forming in my eyes, I whisper back.

“I love you too.”

CHAPTER 19

ELI

Brooklyn looks at me, tears filling her eyes. “Please, help me Eli,” she cries over her blood-soaked face. My hands are restrained behind my back. I can’t get to her body that’s laying on the blood-covered concrete. Her eyes were swollen shut. I am screaming but no sound is coming from my lips.

I can’t move, can’t breathe. Darkness starts to set in as if my eyes are hooding over. I fight with everything to keep them open and on hers. A dark figure comes from behind me and blocks my view of her, she starts screaming my name while blackness falls all around me, causing me to fade.

I whip myself up, suddenly out of sleep. Beads of sweat cover my body. Looking over to my side, I see Brooklyn passed out. A little drool is seeping from the corner of her mouth. A nightmare. It was just a nightmare. I have had the same recurring, terrifying dream for the past two weeks. I keep saying it repeatedly in my mind. It’s to the point where I feel like I am going mad.

I have no idea why my brain has conjured up this horrible vision. Maybe it is due to my own fears of loving her and losing her. I roll over to my side and slip my arm under her shoulders, moving her body closer to mine as I wrap my free arm around her stomach, kissing her neck softly. Her eyes start to stir open as her hips start to grind on my already hard cock.

“Mmm, good morning,” she says in a sweet soft voice, wiping the drool off her face and turning to meet my eyes. I lean in and kiss her lips gently.

“Morning, baby girl.” I give her a soft kiss on her forehead. It’s been two blissful weeks like this. Waking up to her in my arms, well, minus the nightmares, but all the less the feeling of being so secure when I know she is lying next to me. We have our own routines now. Our Chinese takeout nights on Mondays, followed by some romantic drama or comedy she wants to see. I take her out for rides on my bike up to random natural trails and secluded parks, where we will lay for hours on a small blanket and make love like primal animals in our natural habitat. Every second I spend with her is always the best second of my life.

My heart has completely opened, all the walls guarding it falling away and letting her in. The night of the leather and lace party had me raging in jealousy and love for this woman. Seeing any man touch her made me want to put a fucking bullet in their brain. I don’t let her out of my reach for long these days now.

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