Page 19 of Sold to the Fighter

This time, he makes a beeline to a chest attached to the bed frame and pulls open the drawer to bring out a silver chain with some sort of clip attached to both ends.

“What’s that?” I ask breathlessly as he climbs back into bed.

“It’s a nipple clamp.”

My nipples tighten at his words and I squeeze my legs together to relieve the ache in my core.

“I see you love the idea,” Theo murmurs, then leans down to suck a tight nipple into his mouth.

I jerk softly, arching my back into his stroking tongue. My bound hands instinctively go behind his head, urging him to suck harder. A soft mewl escapes my lips as he releases my nipple with a plop. “Keep your hands above head, sweetheart, or I’ll stop,” he orders.

“Y-yes sir,” I stutter breathily, returning my arms back over my head just in time to clutch the sheets as he slowly laps at my right nipple, then switches to the other. Bolts of current shoot through my veins with every lick of his tongue until I’m a twisting mass of flesh. My moans ring loud in the room and my sex floods with every suck, until I can feel moisture pooling in my slit.

Then he stops and clamps both nipples carefully. Biting ache shoots directly to my core, fueling my need. Theo slowly licks down my cleavage to my parted thighs, nipping and soothing along the way. He presses down on my stomach, rendering me unable to move, then parts my folds, blowing warm air onto my engorged clit. A soft mewl escapes my lips and I gently buck, searching for release.

“P-please, sir,” I beg as he continues his torturous act of licking around my swollen nub.

He slowly licks his way to my clit, lightly grazing it with his tongue and sending bolts of sensations to my aching flesh. I clutch the sheets harder in my fists, trembling and moaning for release. Then he sucks my clit harder and reaches up to tug on the chain between the clamps. The dual sensations of pain and pleasure send me careening off the edge, and I scream his name. “Theo!”

My body quivers and jerks hard with the intensity of my climax, flooding me with heat. Theo suddenly covers his body with mine and thrusts gently into my slick entrance, sliding over sensitive flesh and nerves and triggering a mini orgasm. Loud whimpers leave my lips as he turns our joined bodies to the side, lifts my left leg over his shoulders, and moves steadily inside me. Aftershocks rack my body and I clamp hard around his hard dick. His soft groan washes over me in response and he pumps deeper and harder, hitting that bundle of nerves over and over again.

“Look at me,” he orders gutturally.

I open my eyes to meet his dark ones, feeling close to another climax. My bound arms hook around his neck, gripping hard as my breath escapes my lips feverishly.

“Don’t come yet,” he commands, stroking deeper and harder on the same spot, rendering me a mindless, moaning mess.

I shake my head, pleading with my eyes. “I c-can’t. I n-need. P-please,” I beg and babble.

“Not yet, sweetheart,” he grits out, slamming harder on the same spot.

My moans turn into screams as the ache in my core reaches the highest peak. “Theo, please!”

“Come. Now!” he growls, pulling at my clamps and then quickly releasing my nipples.

Heat arches down my spine, mixing with bite of pain. It pushes me over the edge, blanking my mind, and I open my mouth in a wordless cry. Loud grunts of pleasure fill my ear as my tight channel clutches hard on his dick, triggering his release. I tremble hard with every shallow pump of his dick until I start to think clearly again. Theo gently arranges my left thigh back in place and unties my wrists, massaging them.

“Oh God,” I whisper as he draws me into his arms. I’m still trembling from the mind-blowing orgasm. He takes my lips in a slow kiss, basking in the warmth of our mouths, and then slowly breaks it.

“That was perfect, sweetheart,” he murmurs and kisses my chin. “You were so good for me.”

His approval washes over me in a calming wave, and I smile up at him.

“Let’s clean up,” he says, then slips out of bed.

I watch his hard, naked butt flex with every step as he goes into the bathroom. The sound of water reaches my ears, then he comes out with a soaked white towel and slowly wipes between my thighs.

“Get up, baby. I have something to show you,” he says to me as he disposes of the towel.

“Right now?” I ask as I sit up.

He goes into the closet and comes out wearing blue shorts and holding a black polo shirt.

“Yes, now,” he replies with a grin as I slide to the edge of the bed.

He pulls the shirt over my head, and I slip my arms into the sleeves. I stand and pull it down until the end falls to my thighs. “Perfect,” Theo murmurs before taking my lips in a soft, sweet kiss that makes me sigh.

What’s not to love about him?

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