Page 33 of Whispers in the Dark

He stepped closer, moving two long fingers to trace my lower lips, capturing the evidence of my desire that was making its way down my thighs. Groaning, I let my head fall backward in an unspoken plea for a kiss. With his other hand, he gave my ass cheek a hard smack, making me wince. Automatically, I called out the count.

“Six, Sir!”

Low, rueful laughter rumbled in my ear. “Such a good girl, Karma. That count wasn’t necessary because it wasn’t with the strap. Make sure you say that number again when we restart.”

“Y-yes, Sir,” I replied dutifully. Desperation was thick in my tone. I could never outright ask, but I really wanted to feel his lips on mine. Physical contact between us had been limited for some time, and now I craved him. Surely, he could see that on my face.

His eyes roamed my features and he seemed satisfied. Stepping even closer, he pressed himself against my backside, the feel of his flesh against mine abrading my sensitive skin. Being tied to a pillar made it impossible for me to do anything beyond taking whatever he did, and the feel of being held captive and at his mercy making me shiver.

“Cold, Karma? You’re sweating. I would think you were burning up.”

“Not cold, Sir,” I choked out. “Please…I need…”

“I know what you need, Karma,” he said, teeth nipping at my earlobe. “You need to be whipped, sucked, and fucked. Well, today is your lucky day.”

At that, he flicked the bows adorning my nipples, the weight of them tugging the clipped peaks downward and making them throb. Moaning, I began tugging at my bonds, wanting to free myself so I could turn around. I felt a hand sliding down my abdomen and knowing where he was going next, I whimpered, then moaned when he thrust three fingers inside my drenched channel. In, out… in, out… he worked me up until I was quivering from head to toe, then Adrian stepped back, leaving my backside exposed once more. I heard the whoosh of leather a mere second before the strap made contact with my skin.

“S-six, Sir!”

“Good girl for remembering, Karma. Fuck you are so obedient.”

His praise bloomed in my chest. So many sensations were assaulting my body at the same time.Whipped, sucked, and fucked…I did indeed need to be all those things and the imagesof this man doing each one to my bound body made the leg I was standing on buckle. If I wasn’t securely tied upright, I would have ended up on the floor.

I continued to count until Adrian had reached ten then I heard the heavy thump of leather hitting the floor beside me. He pressed against me again, turning my face to the side. I knew he would be able to see the tears streaming down my cheeks. His voice sounded so far in the distance; it almost didn’t penetrate the blissful haze I was experiencing.

“Tears for me, Karma?”

I barely managed a nod. “For you, Sir. All for you.”

The energy shifted slightly, then he slammed his lips over mine. I sighed with longing while pouring everything into the kiss. He ate at my lips, biting my tongue as though he was trying to consume me outright. I went to slide fingers through his hair and huffed in frustration when the reality of my bound state reminded me once more, I could do nothing but take what he gave me. He seemed amused at my frustration. Lifting his head, dark eyes held mine.

“Do you have any idea how fucking hard you make me? Tying you up so you are completely at my mercy… I could do anything,anythingBrynn and all you could do is watch.”

Even in my dazed euphoric state, it did not go unnoticed that he had called me by my name.

Adrian moved from behind me to kneel between my legs. His face was in the perfect position to further torment me. He ran fingers up my left leg, digging nails into my flesh while he moved upward. I dropped my head so I could watch, feeling a fresh rush of moisture begin to drip from my needy pussy. My eyes widened when I saw that he was watching my every reaction. His eyes were nearly black with desire, his cheeks stained with the red flush of arousal. His sheathed dick looked painfully hard,but I knew it wouldn’t be long before we both got relief from the intense need we felt.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him pick up the knife that he had placed earlier on the floor. It was a kitchen knife, but it certainly looked lethal in this context. Adrian was incredibly skilled with knives, so I wasn’t concerned about my safety. I was more concerned about whether or not I would be able to remain conscious from the amount of pleasure I was about to be given.

“The lady likes knives,” he crooned, dragging the edge of the blade over my calf. He alternated between using the dull side and the knife edge on my leg. Goosebumps broke out on my skin in the wake of his teasing. Choked, garbled words began to leave my lips and the grin he gave me was practically feral.

“Let it happen, Karma. Go with it. Tell me what you feel.”

After licking my dry lips, I tried to make my tongue move in the right direction. “Too much,” I said. “I feel too much, yet it’s not enough.” I cried out sharply as he nicked the inside of my knee. Just a small cut that would barely be noticeable by anyone at work. His name left me on a deep sigh when he leaned in to lick at the small droplet of blood. Never in my wildest imagination had I ever thought I would be into knife play, but I found it sexy as fuck to see this man wield a blade and mark my skin.

“Keep talking, Karma,” he encouraged, making another shallow cut midway up my inner thigh.

“I- it’s almost an out of body experience,” I panted out. “I feel what you do to me, but… it’s almost like it’s not me. I… oh, god!”

He licked the spot on my inner thigh before using his teeth. The very thin control I had over my impending orgasm became nearly absent at that moment.

Inch by inch, the man teased and tormented me, trying to see how far he could push me until I cracked. I refused to give in to the incessant urging of my body to just “go with it”. I wouldn’tfalter and I wouldn’t fail. Doubling down on my efforts to wait for his command, I became more vocal, indicating by my words and sounds how close I was. His eyes swept upward, holding my gaze. He seemed extremely smug.

The shiny blade in his hand hovered at the apex of my thighs. Fuck. This might be my tipping point.

“God damn…look at how wet you are. You know what’s coming and instead of backing away, you are basically begging me, Karma.”

He ran the dull side of the knife up and down my slit, pausing to rub my clit furiously with it until I gasped. Adrian turned the blade over until the sharp side was now poised over my sensitive nub.

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