Page 28 of Deadly Obsession
“Oh, this is unexpected. Going to show me your claws, little harpy?” His tone was teasing, almost daring. He was challenging me and something about that added fuel to my fire.
I cocked a hand back, the leather of the folded belt cracking against his cheek. His head turned with the blow, and for a brief moment, I froze. I’d never struck a man before, not in any sort of way. And I’d certainly never tried dominating my partner, but I’d read about it. I had watched scenes on Pornhub and gotten off to it. Doing it for real, though? That was next level.
James let out a hiss, and I tensed.
Fuck, did I take it too far?
But when his face turned back, I realized he was smiling. “Harder,” was all he said. His eyes dark and piercing. Like a pair of obsidian daggers plunging into me. Into my desire. He was a feral lion and I was his tamer.
“Sit,” I commanded, dropping my foot from the chest and pointing downward with the folded belt.
When James didn’t immediately respond, I grabbed his shoulders and guided him over till his heels were against the chest. Then I shoved him back. The towel in his hands falling to the floor while the one wrapped around his waist split open between his legs, just barely exposing the dark ink of his inner thigh tattoos.
I stood over him, my glare locking on to the radiant forest-green of his eyes. And the things I found there? The desire, the rage, and something darker—something I couldn’t find a name for. They made my core ignite.
Turning away from him, I sauntered across the room, hearing “Goddess” by Written by Wolves playing in my head. My body was perfectly framed in the dresser’s mirror, James’s reflection showing each time I swayed far enough to one sideor the other. His eyes honed in on my ass. I could practically feel them on me. I moved the belt behind me and unfolded it, pulling it tight against the skin under my ass. Then I bent at the waist till I was looking at him from the space between my thighs.
“Like what you see?” I asked with an upside-down smirk. From this angle, I could make out the way his hardened length lifted the towel over his lap.
“Fuck, baby, yes, I do…” James replied, moving a hand in my direction. I stood upright and took a step back.
“No touching. You have to earn that,” I said while looking at him over a shoulder. The struggle to restrain himself was apparent on his face, and the feeling of being so desired made me bolder. “Take off the towel. Let me see how hard you are for me, baby.” I dropped the end of the belt from one hand and gripped my ass, spreading it slightly before turning to face him again.
He shifted the ends of the towel to the sides, his large cock erect and free.
“Hmm, you’re so hard for me… I bet you’d love to stick that in me… here.” Using my empty hand, I slowly traced my mouth. Sliding a fingertip down and tugging at my lower lip along the way. I continued to graze a hand over my neck, between my breasts, and down over my exposed core. His eyes followed my movements with the focus of a starved predator watching its prey. “Or here?” I glided a finger over my wet slit, moaning softly as I hook two more inside myself.
His right hand moved towards his cock, and I raised the belt and lightly dropped the length of it onto his lap.
“No, you don’t get to touch yourself either. I’m in charge. You only get pleasure when I say so.” I slowly removed my fingers from myself, brought them up to my mouth, and ran my tongue from base to tip before sealing my lips around the tops. Sucking them clean. “So sweet, just like honey. Wouldyou like a taste, baby?” I asked before moving my hand back down and slipping my fingers inside me once more.
“Fuck yes, I need it,” James growled.
“What’s the magic word?”
“Please,” he answered.
“That’s a good boy. Open your mouth, stick out your tongue, and stay still,” I instructed, and he eagerly obeyed.
I pulled my hand back and climbed onto the bench so that I was on my knees. Straddling him but high enough that the tip of his length couldn’t touch me, I slid my arousal-coated fingers past my lips. Once I’d collected it all, I drew them out again and gripped James’s hair, keeping his head tilted back as I spit into his waiting mouth. He remained still, just like I told him.
Leaning closer, I brushed my lips against his ear. “Swallow,” I whispered before giving his lobe a playful tug with my teeth.
James’s jaw snapped shut, his moan a deep rumbling thunder in his throat.
“Hmm, such a good boy you are.” I kissed his neck, then stood and took a step back. “Now… lie on the bed. Strap your ankles into the restraints first and then one of your hands.”
James pushed to his feet, and I couldn’t help but glance down at his throbbing length as it bobbed in the air in front of him. Lying on the bed as he’d been instructed, he bound each of his ankles, then his right wrist. His eyes only leaving me once per restraint. I could see his jaw ticking, as if the notion of not being able to pin me down and fuck me right now was ripping him apart.
I stepped up and grabbed his free wrist, guiding it to the last restraint while ensuring I’d secured him properly. Then I moved around to the other straps, adjusting them until they functioned for someone of his height. I did have to tighten one of the ankles slightly, but I was surprised that he hadn’t left his right hand looser. He was listening so well. Moreimpressive than that was the fact he was actually letting me be in control, even though I could tell he wasn’t used to this. Which was fine, because neither was I.
I opened the nightstand drawer on his side of the bed and pulled out the silky black blindfold he’d used on me. “Lift your head,” I ordered him, tying the material behind his head and ensuring his eyes were completely covered. “You’re going to be my fuck toy now…” I reached out and lightly stroked his hardened length with my fingertips. “You have such a nice cock. Maybe if you’re lucky, I’ll play with it. But first…”
Smiling, I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself so that my knees were on each side of his head, my feet resting in the pockets of his shoulders.
“Fuck, baby, you smell so sweet,” he moaned.
I sank my teeth into my lip at the compliment but cocked my hand back and slapped his torso, causing him to hiss. “You speak only when spoken to. Your mouth’s only purpose right now is pleasing me. Understood?”
