Page 34 of Leather & Lace

“I don’t want to do this with you. I don’t have the energy.” I pop up off his bed and start to make my way to his door.

“That’s fine, I didn’t even want to speak to you tonight, anyways.” I say, rolling my eyes. “Maybe, I can go find thatguy downstairs. He seemed very interested in me.” I jest as he catches my waist as I walk past him, pulling me close to him.

“You win,” he says while letting his eyes meet mine.

“I win? What the fuck does that mean? Do I get a special cookie, Eli?” I say snorting to myself.

“You have had a bit to drink tonight, huh?” He says while grabbing my face with his hand. God his touch. It feels too good.

“Not more than you, I am sure.” I gestured to his empty whisky and tequila bottles that lay scattered around his room.

“I haven’t touched another woman. I can’t.” He answers as if the question has been on my mind.

“Okay, so what is that supposed to mean?” I asked, staring back into his now softer eyes.

Gripping his hands with my face, he says, “It means that I fucking missed you. That I was going out of my mind wondering what you were up to.” Looking away he continues. “I have never been good at sharing my feelings. Opening up to anyone. I shut that part of myself away a long time ago.”

Taking a step back, he fixed his eyes on mine again, “That was until I laid my eyes on you.” I can feel my tears starting to sting my eyes with his confession.

“So, you still want me?” I ask, my heart beating so loud I can hear it in my ears.

A sly smile escaped his lips as he said, “Baby girl, I never stopped wanting you.” I lunge myself into him as he catches me, letting my lips collide with his, needing his tongue on mine. His taste in my mouth. Lifting me up into his arms, he walks over to his bed and lays me down gently.

“I have dreamt of this moment for so many days.” He says as he continues to lick his tongue inside my mouth. I hearNeeded Meby Rihanna, playing from the party below, setting me off. I can feel heat start to pool on my panties with every thrust of his tongue.

Breaking away from my lips, he takes my legs and places them on his shoulder. He gently starts to kiss my ankle all the way to my inner thigh. The warmth of his breath is sending goosebumps all over my quivering body.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” he says as he stares down at my heaving chest. “I will never lose you again.” He continues to lick and nip at my inner thigh. “I want you to leave your heels on,” he commands. Pushing up off the bed, I see him make his way over to a dresser.

Opening the top drawer, he starts grabbing a few items. My heart starts to race in anticipation. Walking back over to me, his exposed, defined abs and v-line glow in the crimson light putting all his tattoos on display. Holding his hand out to me, a pair of merlot, leather handcuffs dangle in the air, two thick metal chains with clasps on both ends.

“Give me your hands,” he says, taking his hand in mine and securing the tight leather cuffs around them. He takes a clasp and secures it on the left chain that is hanging from his ceiling, then lifts my hand up and clasps it to a loop on my left hand. He does the same with the right side and the other chain.

My hands are now suspended in the air, secured tightly. He then walks over to the side of his bed and pushes a button. The bed starts to lower towards the ground, making me stand to my feet. “Now, I need you to be a good girl, and do exactly as I say.” I nod my head in response.

He grabs his mask off the bed and places it back on his face. My wetness starts to seep through my panties at the sight of him. “I am going to punish you now. For being a very naughty girl downstairs.” I giggle a little at what he says. Before I can ask what my punishment will be, he walks around to the back of me and takes a leather, flat riding crop to my ass, sending a stinging sensation up my spine.

WHACK!

“Omg, Eli!” I say as I struggle to look behind.

“Now that you know what your punishment will be, you will listen.” I bite my lip and suck on it a little, letting my arms relax in the restraints. “You will address me assir.” My eyes widen as my thighs start to press together.

I can feel how soaked my panties are becoming. “Do you understand?” he asks in a low growl. All I do know is this is a very different Eli. This is something darker that has taken over him. That mask he wears has turned him into a literal demon.

I let out a seductive “Yes sir,” then lean in towards him. A low moan escapes his lips at the sight of it.

“You want me to fuck you?” He asks while gliding his fingers up and down my soaked black thong. Walking in little circles around me. His fingers start to trace all over my flushed skin.

“Mmm,yes sir.” I say while I start to grind my thighs together.

“Good girl,” he says while smacking my ass with his hand. The movement makes me jerk up. He sends another wicked smack with the riding crop to my lower back. WHACK! The pain mixed with pleasure has my pussy pulsing. I let out a feral moan to the sting of it.

“Please,” I say while I bow my body towards him.

“You want me to lick you or fuck you?”

“Both,” I say, my words almost breathless.

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