Page 55 of Thrill Me (Dark Odyssey 3)

That just encourages him to speed up, finger fucking me so hard I’m close to orgasm. He strokes over the hard sensitive nub of my clit and a low chuckle resonates from deep inside his chest.

“Your tight little pussy feels so fucking good Mimi,” he growls.

That’s when I feel it. The tension coiling within me rising on the wave of a fierce crescendo. “I’m coming,” I moan.

“You may come now if you wish, little sub, but you may want to save it for later when you go over the edge.”

I look back at him. He’s being serious.

“Salvatore…” I moan.

“You choose. Come when I say and save the reward for later, or come now when we’ve only just gotten started,” he explains further.

Something inside me tells me I want to save my reward to come for later. Something inside me tells me I’ll need it.

“I want it later,” I strain to talk. The cunning smile that lights up his face tells me that’s the answer he wanted to hear.

“Perfect baby, perfect… so you must only come when I tell you to.”

It feels like another reward when he nuzzles his face between my legs and starts licking and sucking on my clit. His clever tongue tastes me, teases me to open wider, claims and possesses me. He pushes me closer and closer to the edge he spoke of and my God do I ever feel alive.

Holding on desperately to my release I start bucking and thrashing, grinding on his face as he eats me out. The chains clink against my movements. At first it’s torture. It’s torture as I move wildly against them, wanting to reach for something and being held back unable to. Then the combo of the restraint, holding my release, and the pleasure he gives me sets me on fire. It ignites me and my whole body luxuriates in the sensation.

I can’t describe it. I just know it will either make me crazy or push me to somewhere where all I feel is pleasure beyond my wildest imagination.

I move towards the latter, like moving to the light ,and scream, my cry mingling with the other sounds coming from outside the room of pure sexual satisfaction.

I’ve joined them and I’m up there in the height of desire and raw ecstasy.

I’m there and I don’t want to come down.

It’s too much though. Far too much.

“Sal…vatore… Oh God… Salvatore I’m coming… please let me come,” I wail.

He answers by sending a series of licks over my clit and I see sparks of electricity dance before my eyes.

“Please….”

“Please what baby?”

“Please Sir,” I correct myself quickly.

“You may come babygirl. Come for me.”

I do, I come hard, so hard I feel the gush of nectar from my pussy. I feel it flow and run down my legs, then I feel him lapping it all up, taking it all up and tasting me as I continue to cry out.

He stays there licking it all up until he appears satisfied that there’s nothing left to take.

I’m breathing so hard I can’t catch my breath. So hard I feel I might faint, but at the same time I feel amazing.

He stands up and through the strands of my hair that have fallen forward over my face I see his perfect erection that seems longer and thicker. I love him in my mouth and I want to give him pleasure too.

He moves around to me and kisses me hard. I kiss him back with the same force and the taste of me on his mouth arouses me all the more. The kiss turns hungry and greedy. So greedy I feel the stir of need inside me. It’s there and rising again.

It threatens to come for me and take me.

Just from a kiss.

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