Page 31 of Indulgence
“You okay?” he asked as he tied the ribbon attached to my wrists to the bar. I nodded, and he replied, “Hold on to the bar.”
There I sat, tied to a bed with my legs tied to my hands. Matteo’s eyes burned with an intense passion. I had no clue what he had planned, but whatever it was, I knew it promised pleasure.
He snatched a pair of scissors from the table, and before I could try to imagine what he was going to do, he snipped off my panties, letting the cool air from the room bathe my warm flesh.
My pussy was on full display for all to see. The thought had my walls clenching.
Matteo looked back over his shoulder and chuckled as he ran a finger through my open slit. “Everyone can see how excited you are, darling.”
I moaned as he rubbed from my clit down to my ass. Up and down. Up and down.
“How many times do you think I can make you come, love?” Matteo’s voice was full of hunger. He licked his lips as though he was ready to chow down at his favorite buffet. “I think I can pull at least three out of you, maybe four if you’ll let me.”
Matteo wanted to see how far he could push the boundaries.
It sounded fun and scary all at the same time.
I knew that after two orgasms I was spent. After four? I’d probably have to be carried home.
“All this added excitement should make it really easy,” he added as he dipped two fingers back into my entrance. “Are you ready to see, sweetheart?”
I nodded. How could I not be?
He growled in response and then bent and licked my clit. He had two fingers massaging the front wall of my pussy, and his pinky was teasing my back hole. It was pleasure overload, and my first release of the night came quickly and with minimal effort on Matteo’s part. Igniting my body seemed to have become child’s play for him.
“Matt,” I whimpered as he continued licking me.
My eyes drifted to the door as a man moved into the room closer and took a seat on the sofa. When he reached down to adjust his crotch, a deep feeling of being desired washed over me. There were two more people in the hall and another leaning against the wall just inside the door, which only added to that feeling.
Matteo stepped back to the table, giving the man on the sofa a front-row seat to my still pulsing core. I felt his eyes probing my center almost like a forbidden caress. Matteo returned with a silver toy shaped kind of spade-like. I knew instantly what it was. We’d spent some time looking into a new one—a bigger one.
He dipped it in a smaller container I knew was coconut oil and traced my rim with the tip. “Your eyes are begging for it, love.”
“Yes.”
He added some force. “Then you shall have it.”
The cool metal slipped in easily and created the best kind of burn. Matteo was moving it inside me, but I couldn’t tell exactly what he was doing. Not that I cared because it felt incredible.
He leaned down and traced my opening with his tongue. “How do you feel?” he asked before licking his way back to my clit.
“On edge,” I replied, and he sucked hard on me. Watching the way he ate me—consumed me—was erotic as hell. I relished every flick of his naughty tongue.
Matteo stood, and I missed his mouth instantly. He ran his hand between my folds again and again, only briefly glancing back to the man on the couch, who had taken his dick out and was pumping it up and down.
“Do you see how he’s looking at you, love?” Matteo asked, inserting his fingers back into my pussy. His thumb pressed my clit as he curled his fingers forward finding the spot he was looking for. The pulsing ache for more began to take over, and without the use of my arms or legs, I just had to take it all.
My gaze shifted to the side, and the man was jerking his length hard. He looked almost familiar, which should’ve had me worried considering my pussy was on display, but I couldn’t quite place him while Matteo manipulated my body. The man’s cock looked angry, but that wasn’t my problem.
I was no match for Matt’s touch as I lay there absorbing it all. The beginning of a new blast sparked. An earthquake of pure bliss shook me down to my center as it radiated outward from deep in my core. Matteo twisted the plug in my ass and set off a chain of mini fireworks. But they were only a prelude to the main event. A supernova detonated in every cell of my body, but I could still hear Matteo’s voice through the noise.
“Feel it,” he coached. “Don’t stop there. You can go again.”
Could I? I probably could, but at the same time, it felt like my body couldn’t. I was too sensitive, and my body was ready to shut down.
Matteo’s hand began moving more forcefully. He applied a ton of pressure deep inside me with his fingers. He leaned on my lower belly with his other hand. “You’re almost there, sweetheart. Embrace it.”
I didn’t have a choice. I had to embrace whatever he gave. I was at Matteo’s mercy, and he had plans of taking me as high and far as he could. We were hurdling into the unknown, and there was no stopping it.
