Page 68 of Deception

She nods again when I step back to get a good look at her naked form. Exquisite doesn’t do her justice. Full teardrop tits peak with the murmur of the breeze over her skin, and perfectly rounded hips make her a fucking wet dream. A siren that has me completely under her spell. With her hands flattening to the outside of her thighs, Lucy peers up at me.

“Who am I, Red?”

“My master.”

“So how do you reply?”

“Yes, master, I understand.”

I shrug out of my dinner jacket, throwing it onto the same lounge chair as the jewellery box.

“Undress me, pet.” The order comes out gruff with the way my pulse is punching the back of my throat.

Dropping to her knees, she starts by unlacing my shoes. Every move is measured as she undresses me from the bottom upwards, finishing with my shirt when she’s back on her feet.

“Come,” I tell her, threading my finger through the diamond choker and tugging her beside me until we’re in the bedroom. “Get on the bed.”

Subservience suits her as she follows my order without pause or question. Her graceful moves are an aphrodisiac on their own, and I can’t help but stroke myself to the way her body flexes and moves.

“Hands and knees. Ass in the air.”

Nearing the edge of the bed, I grab the box sitting on the futon beside it. I wasn’t entirely certain that she would return to me, but I still prepared for tonight. Maybe we are that tied to one another already that my subconscious was sure of it.

I deposit the box on the bed, opening it to take out the lube and plug. Skittish eyes flash to mine, the first sign of fear or panic as they flash back to my erect cock, where it bobs close to her face.

“It’ll hurt at first,” I tell her, trailing my palm down the side of her body until I’m standing behind her. “But you’ll like it. You like it when I hurt you, don’t you?”

Swatting the plump globe of her ass, I savour the hiss of her breath as it pushes from her lips. Her back bows when I swat it again, harder this time, each spank getting harder and closer together until my handprint glows back at me even in the muted light. Panting, Lucy slips forward onto her chest when I round my hand to her pussy.

“Your pussy is so wet…so ready for me…” I tease, dipping a finger into her clenching entrance as she begs, “Please…”

“Please, what?” Pulling my finger out, I slap her pussy. The loud, wet thwack echoes around us, bleeding through her cry.

“Master! Please, master,” she chants with her entire body tensed and her hands clutching at the cushions above her head.

“What do you want, malyshka?” I ask, swiping her juices from her pussy to her asshole. “What do you need, my pet?”

“You, master…” she sobs into the sheets, rocking back into my hand when I palm her cunt, scissoring my fingers around her clit. “I need you…”

“I’m going to take all of you. I’m going to own you…every fucking inch of you, and I’m going to make you feel so damn good.”

Pumping lube to the top of her crease, I watch as it trickles down to her asshole while I continue palming her pussy and edging her clit. My thumb works the tight pucker of her ass, applying pressure as she moans and groans. I can barely contain myself when I take the plug and run it up the inside of Lucy’s thigh, picking up her arousal and lube. The cool metal makes her quiver as I trail it up her slit to her ass and slowly ease it in, little by little, relishing every squirm and whimper, every lament for more.

When it’s fully seated, I press my thumb to the bejewelled top, rounding while I press my cock to her cunt. With her toes curling, Red rocks back into me, her engorged lips slicking my length.

“Tell me, pet, how does it feel?”

“Full…so fucking full…” she blusters back.

“Full,” I correct with a hard smack to her ass. “So full. Watch your tongue, Red, or I’ll tease you all night.”

“No, master, please…” Her desperate plea makes my muscles knot tighter.

I can’t keep this up. I’ve been thinking about this all damn day. Now, I’m ready to fuck her until I’m buried so deep that she’s crying for me to stop and have mercy on her body even as it chases its release.

Grasping her ankle, I tug her flat onto her front. The sight of her body writhing for me is euphoric. It sparks a need inside me that is uncontainable. I’m incapable of ignoring it or restraining myself as I straddle her hips on the bed. My hands trail up her back until they reach her underarms and I can drag her up the bed with me.

There’s a moment where the only sound is our ragged breaths. An instant where everything ceases to exist. My only want and desire is the woman beneath me. Nothing else matters. There’s only Lucy—my Red—and our tangled heartbeats.

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