Page 108 of Heart of Stone

“Remember to use it if you feel like you’re being pushed too far. But you need to trust that I’ll know your limitations. If you use your safeword too soon, the mood will be broken and everything stops. Do you understand?”

“I understand.”

He leaned down to skim his fingers softly along my jaw. My entire body came alive with pleasure at his touch.

Continuing on their path, those same fingers reached down and latched on to one of my nipples. My breath caught in my throat and my head lolled to the side, as I enjoyed the sensation of him twisting and squeezing the hard nub.

He squatted down further, until we were almost eye level, and his other hand moved slowly down my belly until he reached my sweet spot. His finger worked through my folds, lightly grazing over my clit. Electricity flowed through me, causing every nerve ending in my body to stand at attention. He teased me for a minute or so, before pushing two fingers partially inside of me.

“Oh, angel. I can feel how wet you are already,” he said, voice edged with arousal. “But you’re not allowed to come until I say so. Understand?”

I nodded my response, trying to decide if I should be proud or embarrassed by how quickly I was turned on. We hadn’t even done anything yet, and I was dripping.

He pushed his fingers deeper inside of me, making a circular motion around my walls, while his other hand continued to pinch and pull at one of my nipples. Plumping my breast in his hand, he captured one hard point between teeth.

I moaned, fighting the instinct to cry out, as he relentlessly worked me closer to the breaking point. I didn’t want to lose control yet – not this soon. Regardless if he wanted me to come or not, I wanted to savor this sensation for as long as possible. But everywhere he touched left a trail of fire, making it impossible for me to control my own body.

“Alex, you have to stop. I – I’m…” I faltered over my words, my breath hitching as he increased the pulsing motion of his fingers. “I’m so close. I don’t know if I can hold back.”

But he continued his rhythm, hands and mouth torturing me by keeping me right on the edge. His proficiency at knowing how to keep me there was mind-blowing. I wanted to scream out and absently found myself wishing that Alexander had gagged me.

Eventually, he slowed his pace, and removed his hands and mouth from my body. My shoulders dropped, sagging from pure pent up frustration.

“You’re ready for me. I could feel your pussy clenching around my fingers,” he murmured into my ear.

“I want you, Alex. Desperately,” I breathed, tilting my head back to invite his mouth to sample my neck.

“All in good time, angel. I have other plans for you first,” he told me, pushing himself up to his feet. “Stand up. I want you on the bed, assuming the same position.”

He held his hand out and pulled me up from the floor. Guiding my way, Alexander led me over to the black satin covered bed. I crawled over the cool spread and positioned myself the way that he had instructed.

Climbing up onto the bed next to me, Alexander leaned in to take one of my nipples between his teeth. He pulled back and blew, causing the already erect peak to pucker into a hard point. I sucked in a breath sharply. Squeezing it firmly between his fingers, he reached into his pocket and produced what looked to be a small and round metal clamp of some sort.

“Alex, what –.”

“Shhh,” he silenced me. “Be patient. You’ll like this.”

He moved meticulously, placing the circular clamp around my areola, and cranking its clasp tight so that it stayed firmly in place. The clamp was cold to the touch, only serving to enhance the rigidity of my nipple. He repeated the process with my other breast, each motion intensifying the volatile pulse between my legs. I had never been more turned on in my entire life.

After both clamps were firmly secured, he moved off the bed and began to undress. Once he was completely in the flesh, I found myself staring at him in awe. I had seen him naked before, but never quite without an unobstructed view.

Now here he stood before me, in all his glory, the perfect specimen of everything a girl could ever fantasize about. From his dark silky waves, flashing eyes, and perfectly chiseled jawline; to the contours of his honed shoulder muscles and washboard abs, highlighted by the shadows in the room, coming to a V just above his pelvis. He was the flawless male that any Renaissance sculptor would have died for. The sight of him naked made my mouth water.

“I want you on your hands and knees, Krystina,” he said huskily, and I reluctantly tore my eyes away from his impeccable form. “I want to see that beautiful ass of yours in the air.”

I rolled over onto my hands and knees, feeling extremely self-conscious in the vulnerable position.

A few seconds later, his hands were on me once again, molding and kneading my behind. Moving at a leisurely pace, his hands and mouth worked their way up my spine, causing a shiver of goose bumps to dance over my flesh. I could feel his hard erection pressing into my thighs.

“I could rub my hands and lips over you all night. I love your body, the way it feels beneath my hands, the way it responds to my touch…you drive me wild, Krystina.”

He worked his way back down, teeth lightly nipping my skin all the way to my behind. I desperately ached for him, for the release that that I had been craving, and my body hummed from the way he so reverently worshipped me. I no longer just felt alive, as that expression seemed too blasé for how I actually felt. I was phenomenal in the supernatural sense – like I could be anything he wanted me to be, do anything he wanted me to do.

“Alex, I don’t want to wait anymore…just take me!” At my plea, he pulled away. I arched, opening myself to him, just waiting to be filled.

“You need to tell me if you’re not ready for this, Angel. I didn’t want to rush you into this too fast, but I can’t keep holding back. Are you sure that you can take it?”

“Please, I’ll do anything!” I cried out. I surrendered fully, not caring about anything other than satisfying my burning need. So lost in my own excitement, I hadn’t even realized that he had the flogger in his hand.

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