Page 9 of Luxe

EDGE

ROXY

Everything about Nico drove me insane. I played into his world because I wanted it to be mine too, and because of him, it was now.Turned on, was an understatement. The man drove me into a state of madness.

Moaning softly, my eyes fluttered closed as he continued circling my clit but shot open wide when he inserted two fingers inside my now drenched core. I was already getting close, and I knew he sensed it too.

My body tensed under his manipulation, but I knew he wouldn’t give me a release. Nothing with him was that easy. He’d given me a small look into his world before at times while whispering in my ear about the things he was in to.

“I’m going to teach you a lesson about obedience,” he whispered close to my ear, his warm breath tickling my skin. “And I won’t let you cum until you’ve learned it. Until you understand that your pleasure is mine to give and to take away.”

My breath hitched, and I whimpered, my entire body trembling as I tried to find release against his hand and thetoy. But he denied me, pulling the vibrator away, leaving me squirming in my restraints and insanity. I knew he saw the desire and lust in my eyes, but he was determined to torture me for the mistake I’d made in the bar.

My body was crying out for release, as he danced the toy across my slit again. The chains clanked as I pulled on them, trying my best to reach him. “Please… sir.”

“Please what, Roxy,” he growled.

Trembling as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge once again, I cried out, “Please… let me cum, sir. Oh shit,” I whimpered, pushing my mound into the toy as hard as I could. Anything for relief. I teetered on the edge for the second time.

“You want it so badly, don’t you?” He ripped the toy away and turned it off as he brought it to his mouth, tasting my wetness on the end.

“Yes, sir,” I panted.

“You crave my touch.” He dragged his finger around my jaw, then leaned in close, pressing his lips to mine before speaking against my soft skin. “You’re mine to command,” he whispered, “and I’ll make you scream my fucking name, then punish you again because you didn’t call mesir.”

The room was spinning. He was a master of my desires, knowing the exact moment when I would break. The vibrator hummed to life once again. He rolled it around my center before pressing it above my clit. Shockwaves of pleasure rippled through my body, causing me to cry out.

“Oh, fuck fuck fuck… sir!”

He let out a low growl, his eyes locked onto mine, devouring me with his gaze. His fingers danced between my folds, teasing me with his touch. I writhed beneath him, desperate to feel the release he’d been denying me.

“Use your words,” he commanded, brushing his lips across mine and then burying his face into my nape. “Tell me what you want, baby girl.”

I was at his mercy now as he continued to toy with me. I arched my back, the chain violently rattling as my knees gave out. “Please, sir, fuck my tight cunt. Use it for your own pleasure. Cum, anywhere on me you want or make me lick it off the fucking floor. I don’t give a shit… sir… respectfully. I’ll give you whatever you want. It pleases me to please you, and I need your cock so badly right now. I want to make you happy.”

“Are you going to learn your lesson, Roxy?” he asked, his eyes never leaving mine. I could feel a bead of sweat trickle down my spine. “Are you going to submit to my will?” His lips brushed against my ear as he spoke, and I shivered at the contact.

I whimpered, my body begging for the release that he was so masterfully withholding. “Yes, sir,” I breathed, my voice hoarse with need as he pulled the vibrator away, turning it off again.

A satisfied grin painted his lips as he slid the handle of the toy into his back pocket and bent over, freeing my ankles before reaching above my head and releasing my wrists. Taking my hand in his, he led me over to the couch, laying the toy on a cushion, then plopped down on the center cushion next to it.

“On your knees,” he said, then pressed his lips into a thin line.

Never removing my eyes from him, I lowered myself to my knees between his legs, resting my rear on my calves.

“Yes, sir,” I muttered, now feeling how slippery and drenched my thighs were.

Stretching his arm out, he cupped my chin in his palm, stroking my jaw with his fingertips. “You’re so fucking gorgeous. I love everything about you.”

Without thinking, I reached for his pants, then pulled away, putting my hands back in my lap. Smirking, he shook his head,holding his hand out. I placed my palm on his, and he helped me up onto my knees.

“Take my cock out and stroke it.”

Reaching over, I unfastened his pants then took out his cock. He slapped his hand on top of mine, curling his manly fingers around it, making me feel so small. Guiding my hand away, he held it up under my chin. “Spit in your hand.”

Swallowing hard, I complied, letting a few drops of saliva fall into my palm. Then he moved my hand back to his shaft, curving my fingers around his rock-hard cock. He pulsed beneath my touch.

His eyes never leaving mine, he commanded, “Use your words.”

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