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“Oh, it’s too much? Good.” I pull out and slam forward. Our skin slaps together, sticky and sweaty. I get lost and lose control. I grip her hips in a punishing hold as I rock in and out of her. Her handcuffs clank against the bed with every thrust, the sound almost rhythmic—that is, until my moves eventually become sporadic. Essa squeezes around me, and I swear I can feel it all the way in my balls.
The haze around me clears and I grunt as my release shoots through me. I still as I spill inside of Essa, my cock pulsing as every drop of my cum shoots inside of her. I shudder when I finish and slowly pull out of her. I stare at the sight before me for a moment. Essa’s back is pale, and the scars I gave her from the whip stand out drastically, like a beacon on a dark night. Almost every scar on her body is from me and the thought brings a smirk to my face.
She’s marked by me, forever.
I lean back and flip Essa over so she is lying on her back again. She hisses as her fresh cuts rub against the mattress and I chuckle.
“You act like you don’t fucking love the sting.”
“I didn’t say I didn’t.”
“Oh, there’s that fucking attitude. You got quiet there for a while and I was beginning to wonder…”
“Shut the fuck up, Vincent,” she mutters as she rolls her eyes. Her arms pulled above her head cause her breasts to jut into the air and I quickly lean down to suck one of her nipples into my mouth.
“Mmm,” she moans, and I let off with a pop. Her nipple glistens from my saliva and I trail my tongue down her ribs, tracing each one. I move down to her navel and suck her skin into my mouth. When I release her, I see the dark purple bruise starting to form.
Moving down her body, I run my tongue along each hip bone and goosebumps follow the trail of my tongue, erupting across her entire body.
I run my nose through the small patch of hair at the apex of her thighs. “You smell so damn good, baby doll.” I spread her open with my right hand and run my tongue along her slit. She moans heavily and I vaguely hear her handcuffs clanking.
“But you tasteeven fucking better,” I moan myself before I push my tongue into her pussy. She contracts her inner walls around my tongue, and I move back up to her clit. I circle and flick my tongue on her clit and her body writhes underneath me. She begins to gyrate her hips, desperate to come.
“You seem needy,” I mumble against her folds, and she moans in response while she shifts her hips. I push my index finger inside of her and curl it up, desperate for her to come on my tongue. She squeezes around me, and her jerky movements and shaky legs tell me she’s close. So fucking close.
I push another finger into her and work them in tandem as I massage her inner walls. I suck her clit into my mouth, and she screams. I piston my fingers inside of her and gently bite down on her clit. My teeth against her sets her over the edge and she comes so beautifully against my tongue.Warmth gushes over my fingers as they move inside of her, and I groan as she contracts around me.
“Fuck,” she mumbles as she comes back around from the high of her release and I chuckle lightly before I freeze, memories of her coming on Dominik’s fingers invade my mind once more.
Goddamnit.That shit is gonna haunt me for the rest of my fucking life.
I growl out in frustration as the good mood I was put in diminishes instantly. I pull my fingers from Essa and stand abruptly. I yank my jeans up, not even bothering to button them. I shove my hand in my pocket and grab my keys, finding the one for her handcuffs. I quickly release her, and her hands fall to the bed. She pulls them down and does her best to cover herself from my gaze.
“As if I haven’t see every fucking inch of you,” I mutter as I move away from her. I’m so fucking pissed; I can’t stand to be near her. She fucking ruinedeverything.
“Vincent?” Essa questions me, but I ignore her. I open her door and push it shut behind me. I fumble with my keys as I try to find the one for her door. Once I do, I shove it in the lock, and I hear the click as it shifts into place.
“Vincent!” Essa shouts from behind the door. “Did you seriously fucking lock me in again?” I don’t bother to answer as I move down the hall to my own room, needing to be alone.
“Goddamnit! Open the fucking door, you bastard!” I slam my door shut behind me and shuffle to the shower, desperate to wash every trace of her from my skin.
She fucking ruined us.
Ruined me.
