Page 130 of A Secret and a Lie
I wait until she nods before reaching for the whip again. I start lightly, picking up where I left off, reddening her backside.
“You’re free to come as much as you like.”
Less than a minute later, she’s falling apart with a shriek, her thighs quivering as she struggles not to jostle the vibrator. My erection becomes painful as I watch her come undone, her pleasure feeding my own desire.
Her second climax slams into her hard and fast, and she howlsas her entire body convulses. I reach between her legs to increase the speed of the vibrator, making her shake more vigorously.
When she’s somewhat recovered, I resume my assault with the whip. I smile internally, certain that she’s loving this as much as I am. “You’re such a slutty doll, coming even harder when your ass is bright red.”
She’s crying now, the sound wet and muffled. “Give me one more.”
Her head thrashes as she tries to object, but I land another blow, this time more forcefully than all the previous hits. “You will give me one more because I’m asking for it and you want to please me.”
She hiccups, and I flick the vibrator to its highest setting. “That’s it. Come, Genevieve. There’s nothing I like more than watching you unravel for me.”
It’s nothing short of magnificent when she does. Her head lolls back and her spine arches, her toes curling as she succumbs to the overwhelming bliss. I don’t remove the toy until she’s wrung dry, her soft sobs wafting through the air.
She’s still crying when I move to the front of the bench, where I smile at the sight before me. Clutching her chin, I lift her head so that we’re looking at each other. “My messy little doll, drooling all over the floor. Is that a sign that you’re hungry for me? Is that why your mouth is all wet?”
She replies, but it’s entirely unintelligible, widening my grin. I had no intention of fucking her face tonight, but the sight of the glistening strings of saliva falling from the corners of her mouth is obscenely attractive. I’d be a fool not to have her tongue wrapped around me now.
Quickly stripping out of my clothes, I step up to her face and unbuckle the gag before tapping the head of my cock against her lips. I’m sure her jaw aches, but she doesn’t hesitate in obediently opening for me.
She takes as much of me as she can before she gags, the soundof her choking spurring me on. I pull out before thrusting back in, groaning as her hot mouth engulfs me.
As soon as I begin to plunge in and out, increasing my tempo, she relaxes her throat so I’m able to drive in deeper. “So fucking messy, so fucking exquisite, so fuckingmine.”
She moans around me, the vibration driving me closer to the edge, and I pull out of her mouth. Whining at the loss, she rasps, “Sir.”
It’s a plea, and I nod, telling her that I’ll give her what she wants again.
Hastily, I undo her restraints and hoist her into my arms as I move to sit on the bench, my feet planted firmly on the ground, grateful for my large frame that I’m able to make this work. I position her so that she straddles my lap, the balls of her feet resting on the pads on either side of the bench with her hands clutching my shoulders.
Gripping her hips, I lift her, lining myself up with her entrance before she sinks down. Her eyes roll into the back of her skull as I groan. She feels so good, so right, so perfect.She’sperfect.
“Fuck,” she pants. “I love the way you fill me up.”
Snaking a hand between us, I stroke her clit the way she likes as she slides up and down my length, her pussy squeezing me tight. Her body tenses, her inner thighs clenching as she begins to tremble. “Oh, you’re close, aren’t you, doll? Are you going to scream nice and loud for me when you come this time?”
“Yes,” she shrieks, her fingernails digging into my shoulders.
“Hold out for just a little longer,” I command, my voice low and rough. “You can do it.”
She cries out, her expression almost pained as she attempts to hold back her climax. When she rolls her hips, whimpering, I order, “Come with me.”
The wave of ecstasy crashes over us both at the same time, my fingers curling into her flesh as she shudders in my arms. The bliss is all-consuming, filling every corner of my mind with pleasure.
As we both settle from our highs, Genevieve curls into me, her head falling against my chest. I pull her into me tighter, brushing my lips over the top of her head, and murmuring, “I love you.”
She wraps her arms around me fully so not even air separates us.
“I love you, too,” she whispers, her lips brushing over the skin above my heart.
THE END
