Page 121 of Red Queen (Red Thorns Crew 3)

Then I felt the bed dip down by my feet.

“Max,” I moaned.

I felt his cock teasing my entrance. My juices dripped onto him as he teased me with that toy. I yanked at the restraints, wanting nothing more than to touch him. Feel him. Rake my nails along his skin. But the restraints held me back. I heard him chuckling as his cock inched its way inside me. My legs locked out and my nipples puckered to painful peaks. Feeling him fill me as this toy tickled my clit was more than I could stand. And the second he bottomed out, my back arched with my first orgasm.

“Oh, we’re going to have fun tonight,” he growled.

I wailed through the ball gag. “Max!”

My eyes rolled back as he turned the toy up a notch. I lost all control of my body and my senses as he pounded ravenously into my body. I was at his mercy. Completely submitted to him as he played with my body however he wished. He bounced the toy against my sensitive clit. I bucked against his cock, meeting him thrust for thrust as I fell over into my second orgasm. Spit dripped down my neck. I felt my hair mangling and tangling around the blindfold as my body darted every which way, trying to figure out which way was up.

When Max turned off the toy, I breathed a huge sigh of relief.

I felt him pull out of my pussy.

I whimpered. “Max?”

I heard the heavy footfalls of his steps as he walked over to the drawer. I didn’t even bother saying his name again. I knew it wouldn't help me one damn bit. My body already felt sore in the best ways possible. But the toy that quickly breached my entrance made me gasp.

Then I felt something teasing my puckered asshole.

“We’ll go slowly. Relax for me, gorgeous.”

I shook my head quickly, but Max’s hand splayed over my stomach.

“When you’re ready, nod your head.”

I drew in deep breaths through my nose before I nodded my head.

The slender object breached my asshole for the first time and my world came alive. Colors burst and sizzled behind the blindfold as my eyes widened. My toes curled. My skin heated. I felt myself flush from head to toe. Between the toy filling my pussy as well as my asshole, I already felt myself dancing on the edge of no return.

Max’s tongue landed on my clit.

“Fuuuuck!”

I pulled hard against the restraints. I wanted nothing more than to lock myself around him and bury him in my thighs. He pumped the toy in and out, Slowly and deftly as his tongue made quick work of my clit. He sucked it between his lips. My toes curled as that coil in my gut wound as tightly as possible. Something clicked before the damn toy started vibrating, causing me to lose all sense of space and time.

All I knew was Max’s tongue.

All I knew were the vibrations of this toy.

All I knew were my muffled grunts and groans and whimpers as his ministrations pushed me to the edge.

Before falling over for the third fucking time.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!”

I reveled in it. The power he had over my body. I lost count of the number of orgasms he gave me as he controlled every movement and sensation. He ripped the toy out and filled me with his cock again. He pounded into me relentlessly, with his sweat dripping against my neck and my face. I wanted nothing more than to touch him. To hold on to him. To cling to him while he made love to me.

And as we fell over the edge together, he released my wrists with a flick of his fingers.

Allowing me to wrap my arms around him and quake against his muscles.

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Max

One Week Later

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