Page 27 of Twisted Bonds
Bain's eyes are on me, and I can see how much he's also straining. "Let's do this, baby. Ride me and use my cock like it's one of your dildos."
I spin myself around so I'm in reverse cowgirl position and lean forward. I move my lower half like I'm twerking in a club, and I fuck him, groaning as his length hits my sweet spot, "Oh fuck…"
A sting to my ass only heightens the pleasure, and I smirk when Bain chastises me, "What have I told you about swearing, pretty girl. I only want to hear you moan out my name. Say it, pretty girl. Let me hear you moan my name as you ride me like this." His demands turn me on, and soon, I give him exactly what he wants.
"Mm, you feel so good, Daddy Bain. Is your pretty girl doing it right? Am I pleasing you, Daddy Bain?"
He groans and then curses just before the room spins as he flips us without pulling out. I'm now on my hands and knees. He shoves my head to the mattress, keeping my ass in the air. "You do that too fucking well, baby. Daddy is now going to fuck his pretty girl until she comes all over his cock. You stay just as you are, and let me have my way with your pretty little pussy, okay? Can you do that for Daddy Bain?"
"Oh God, yes, Daddy…please. I feel it building…" I groan.
More stings to my ass every few thrusts as he spanks me, knowing very well that it's going to have me coming in no time. When he spits on my ass and presses a digit into my tight hole, I lose it.
The scream that is torn from me is not one I have ever let out before, and suddenly, I feel a gush, almost like I'm pissing, but in this moment I don't care. The overwhelming feeling that comes over me brings tears to my eyes, and my chest tightens. I've only felt this one other time…with Beau.
"Fuck yes, pretty girl!Thisis what I was hoping for…squirt all over me, baby…give it to me." He slams into me a few more times before cursing once again, "Oh shit, Ryan…" That's all the warning I get as he grips my hips and lets himself go.
Fifteen
Ryan
"What is it with you and lace?" I tease Bain when I come out of the bathroom in the dress he got me to wear tonight.
Thoughts of another time and another lace dress float through my mind. One with a jeweled plug shining through the back end, and suddenly, my eyes sting. Luca may have been a bad guy, but I know he cared for me in his own way; the same goes for Dante. However, they are no longer here, and honestly, I know deep down they aren't supposed to take up any space in my mind or my heart, but there will always be a tiny piece of them with me.
The same goes for Sergio, but like his brothers, he was only meant to be in my life for a short time. They were only there to show me what my true calling was always supposed to be. So, even though each brother takes up just a speck of space, they are my past, and I'm no longer living there where they are concerned.
I walk over to the full-length mirror and feel Bain's eyes on me the whole time. Turning from side to side, I smooth down unseen wrinkles. Goosebumps spread across my skin as he slowly comes up behind me. One of his large hands slides over my hip and flattens over my stomach as he gently moves some hair away from my shoulder so he can have access to my neck.
"Lace is classy, pretty girl. You know how much of a turn-on it is for me to see you in lace, knowing just howunclassyyou are once I get you inside the bedroom? The dress can be indecently short, yet the woman will still look beautiful."
"I can see what you meanifthe dress was any other color than red—it's so sinful." I grin wickedly.
His lips brush my shoulder. "Would you like to wear something else?"
"I'm good."
I look at him in the mirror, but he's not looking at me. Instead, his eyes are closed as he takes in my scent and the feel of my skin with his lips like he's memorizing every detail. His hand on my abdomen tightens, and he pulls me closer to him. I can't take my eyes off him. I've never witnessed Bain Huntley act this way towards me.
"Can we just stay here, pretty girl?" His voice sounds pained, but I know he isn't serious about staying here.
"We can, if you really want to,Sir," emphasizing his title, I say, "It's just a nice feeling to be able to go out in public and not have to act like stepfather and stepdaughter."
"Tell me, pretty girl," Bain says softly, "Is it wrong of me to get turned on these days whenever it's mentioned that we're stepfamily who loves to use each other's bodies for pleasure?" I watch as the hand on my torso slowly slides down until it gets to the hem of the lace, and he lifts my dress a few inches. "Is it so wrong of me to want this so fucking badly?" He moves my thong to the side to show off my smooth, bare pussy.
I bite my lip as I watch his hand hover over the bareness without touching it. "No…" I reply as my breathing becomes heavier.
His hot breath then caresses my ear as he quietly asks, "Are you wet for me, Ryan?"
"Yes…" I breathe out softly.
"Mm…may I have the honor of feeling for myself?" He runs the tip of his tongue up the column of my neck as I nod and spread my legs open just a little further for him.
I can feel his hardness press into my lower back, and as soon as his finger glides through my wetness, I almost lose it. My head falls back to his shoulder, and a long moan passes my lips. His other hand replaces the first one around my waist and holds me against him. I'm afraid I'd probably fall if he wasn't.
"Watch me, pretty girl," he orders smoothly when I close my eyes.
Under half-hooded lids, I watch his finger slide back and forth before rubbing circles on my clit, and then having it disappear when he dips it inside. It's only a slow thrust, but it's how his dark, hungry eyes drink up my reaction to his touch.
