Page 138 of Crimson Tears

If he weren’t holding onto the ropes that bind my arms, I would probably fall over. He’s going to destroy me in the best way, I just know it.

Cillian leans down over the vibrating toy and spits on it before rubbing it in.

“I think I’m going to need more lube than that,” I say sarcastically.

“I know,” he responds, pulling out a bottle of lube from the bag and squeezing some over both of the toys. “I just needed a piece of me on them first.”

Why is that so hot?

Cillian helps me straddle the sofa again before bending down. His fingers trail up my thighs until one finger slips right into my core.

“Hmm, did my dirty girl like looking at the naughty pictures I drew of her?”

My hips rock into him, needing more. Instead of putting another finger in my pussy, he slips one into my ass, making me gasp.

“Answer me, Ness. Did you like the images of you on your knees for me?”

“Yes,” I nearly scream as he slides another finger into my ass, pumping in and out. It feels so good I can’t help but moan.

“That’s it, baby. Now, sit.”

My legs lock instantly, fear taking hold before I can tell it not to. Cillian knows just what to do though. He straddles the sofa, and his tongue begins circling my entrance before he suctions onto my clit.

My knees nearly buckle, helping him push me down onto the toys. He positions them accordingly, allowing me to slide down at my own pace. At first, it burns. But I’ve had two cocks in me before. The only thing different is the lack of heat, and it almost makes me feel empty.

That is, until I sink all the way down, and Cillian turns on the toy inside my pussy. It rotates to hit my g-spot perfectly over and over. My knees fully give out then, crashing to the ground and I cry out.

I feel so full and that movement is everything. When the vibrations start, my head hangs forward, but Cillian lifts it back up with the remote control to the toy in his other hand.

“I want to watch you come undone. Then, I want you to squirm until you are on the edge again.”

He pinches my nipples, and my eyes begin to water. I don’t even register when he strips out of his clothes because thestimulation is too overwhelming. And all too soon, I am coming hard.

“Mmm, that’s it. Such a good girl for me.”

I try to lift off of the toy, the vibrations too extreme as I come down from the high of my orgasm, but Cillian pushes me back down.

“Stay right there.” He clicks a button and everything becomes stronger. The toy in my ass feels like it is growing and the other switches the angle so it’s pressing backward.

“Holy shite,” I breathe.

“Feel good, Sweetheart?”

“So…” I moan, tilting my head back as I rock into the pleasure, “So good.”

Cillian walks towards me, cock in hand as he strokes himself, and I open my mouth, greedy for a taste of him.

“You want to suck my dick, pretty girl?” he asks just an inch from my lips.

“Yes.” Without giving him the choice, I move forward and swallow as much of him as I can take.

It’s not everything, but it’s close. I want to wrap my hands around him, and I think he knows. His fingers grip the base of my neck, holding me right where he wants me before thrusting into my throat.

I gag and sputter, but I don’t pull away. I let him take from me because he gives me everything I need. I can feel the moment tears spring from my eyes, and his whole demeanor changes. He goes from dominant and in control to a beast that craves my surrender.

So, I give it to him. He thrusts harder, his free hand reaching down to pinch my nipple. The tears flow freely, but I keep eye contact as much as I can.

It’s freeing in a way, crying even though I know I’m the one in control. I could push back and he would let go and stopeverything with just one word. Knowing that I have that say is the reason it feels good not to use it.

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