Page 34 of The Master

That complete trust in her eyes made my stomach tighten. I bent over and cupped one of her breasts. I loved the way they moved when I fucked her from behind. My fingers teased her nipple into a hard nub, and judging by the soft moans she was making, she enjoyed it. Which made it the perfect time to put on the first clamp.

It took her a second to register, and then she yelped. I chuckled, and she glared at me. The glare stayed as I teased her other nipple into a point and eased the second clamp on.

“Fuck…”

“Just wait,” I promised.

I moved around behind her, running my hand down her spine before nipping her shoulder. Another yelp, but there was something breathless about the sound this time, and it made me smile. She was starting to move past the initial pain to find that place where everything would turn into pleasure.

My fingers moved between her spread legs, two dipping inside her for two quick strokes, and then sliding up between her cheeks to her ass. The tight muscle there twitched as I rubbed my finger over it.

“Nate…”

“Tsk, tsk,le soleil.” I smacked her ass. “Who am I?”

“Mr. Lexington.”

“Maybe you need a reminder.” I pushed against the muscle, driving my finger in to the first joint. “What do you think? Can you come like this, with my finger in your ass?”

“I-I don’t know.”

I twisted my finger, and she whimpered.

“I don’t know, Mr. Lexington.” Her voice trembled, but she didn’t use her safe word.

“Let’s find out.”

I raised my eyes to the mirror, watching her face as I worked my finger in and out of her ass. She squirmed, the restraints giving her just enough wiggle room to make her breasts sway, the weight of the clamps making her wince. She shook her head, fingers flexing.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“N-no.” She began to pant. “I-I-I…”

I dropped my free hand, easily finding her swollen clit. A few rough brushes across that sensitive nub and she keened, then screamed as I released the clamps from her nipples, practically wailing as she came. I pushed her, rubbing back and forth on her clit until her entire body shook. She let out a half-sob, and I knew that was enough.

For now.

I washed my hands while she came down enough for the next thing I wanted to do. My clothes joined hers, and I took a moment to stroke my cock as I enjoyed the sight she made. When I moved in front of her, the bench put her at the perfect height for the tip to brush across her lips. I made a sound in the back of my throat and caught her chin. I pressed my thumb into her mouth, and she sucked on it, swirling her tongue in the same way I knew she’d do once my dick was in there.

“You remember your safe word?” I asked, pulling my thumb back. She nodded. “And you know what to do if you can’t speak, right?”

She nodded again and snapped her fingers.

“Open your mouth.”

She did, and I slid my cock inside. Her tongue was hot and wet as it rubbed against the underside of my shaft. Without me having to tell her, she wrapped her lips around it and began to suck. I groaned, unable to stop myself from rocking back and forth with short, barely restrained thrusts.

I gripped her hair as I pushed myself deeper, half-listening for the snap that would stop me. I slid across her tongue, the head reaching the back of her throat without her gagging. Pressure built quickly, fueled by the sight and sound of making Ashlee come twice.

“I’m going to come in your mouth.” I didn’t make it a question, but she could protest if she wanted.

She didn’t, her eyes looking up at me through thick lashes, the rich color dark and shining. With a groan, I drove forward once, twice, and then exploded with her name on my lips.

Fuck.

From the outside, this might’ve looked like any other scene, but I felt the difference. I’d lost control. Completely and totally, like I never had before. And it was only because of her.

The things this woman did to me…

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