Chapter 15
What the fuck was I doing?Jealous rage clouded my vision when I saw her talking to Webber. Before the moment I dragged her toward this room, I had no intention of engaging her for anything more than to update her on Alex. But the minute that asswipe touched her, my control snapped. My only thought was to mark her as mine. I wanted to rub my come over every inch of her body, inside and out, so the world would know she belonged to me. Whoa. Rein it in Black. She’ll never belong to you. Even if I could never have her for more than tonight, it wasn’t going to stop me from my current course.
I maintained a single handhold on her hands, keeping them above her head, while I used my free hand to reach down and tweak her nipples. Her breath hitched and her body trembled with need. I stretched and reached into the stand next to the bed and pulled out padded wrist cuffs. I quickly adorned each of her wrists with one, taking care to keep them loose enough to avoid cutting off circulation. Then, I attached them to a single chain hanging from the D-ring drilled into the wall above the headboard.
Once her arms were secure, I sat back and admired the perfection of Bridget’s body. Breasts that fit right inside the palm of my hand. The hourglass shape of her waist flared out into hips just wide enough to cradle mine as I thrust into her. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath she took. Her nipples were the perfect shade of coral and small like blueberries. I was dying for a taste. Unable to control myself any longer, I leaned forward and pulled one succulent tip into my mouth. Her back arched, pushing her breast further into my mouth. I pulled back and her nipple slipped out of my mouth with a little pop.
Not wanting to neglect the other breast, I focused my attention on it. I flicked my tongue across the pebbled berry, earning a moan from her. When Bridget again arched to push herself closer I pulled away and slapped her breast, causing it to pinken, and her to gasp.
“Lie still,” I commanded. “Don’t move again. Do you understand?”
She groaned in frustration, but nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
I couldn’t wait to sink my cock so deep inside her. I hadn’t even realized how much I wanted this until Bridget lay spread out before me, a feast just waiting for me to dine. My mouth watered at the remembered taste of her. Like the sweetest of berries. And now she was at my mercy. I took one more lingering look before I stood and headed to the drawers built into the wall on the other side of the room. Her gaze followed my movements and her breathing sounded heavy in the air.
After gathering the implements I wanted, I returned back to where Bridget waited. I set the two small pieces on the bed.
“I think your nipples need a little decoration.”
I drew one nipple into my mouth, suckling it to a firm peak. I placed a rubber tipped nipple clamp on the tip, tightening the screw only slightly. I repeated the process with the other one. Then I tweaked each clamp.
“Breathe,” I commanded as I tightened each screw more.
“Oh, god, enough,” she pleaded.
I made another half turn. “You can take a little more, Bridget.” I sat back and admired the beauty before me. She writhed from the sensation as I tugged the chain between the clamps.
I tugged again, but this time I circled her clit with my thumb. “Pain and pleasure are interchangeable. You feel the bite of the pain, but the pleasure is also there.” I lowered my head, and as I continued circling her clit with my thumb, I swiped my tongue up her slit, sweeping up her flavor. I continued my oral assault and plunged my tongue deep inside her weeping hole. When she least expected it, I would tug the chain, pulling a little harder each time. Pain and pleasure collided each time until I knew she couldn’t distinguish between the two. With a final tug, she screamed out her orgasm and her pussy spasmed around my tongue.
As tremors still racked her body, I loosened the first clamp and Bridget screamed as the blood rushed back into her nipple. I soothed the pain with my tongue. When I reached for the other, her head shook back and forth. “No, Sir, please. God, the pain.”
“This is only a small taste of what I want to do to you, Bridget. You told me that you were never one to pass on a dare. I’m daring you to do this. No, that’s not true. You will do this.” Without giving her another chance to argue, I removed the second clamp, causing a cry of pain to escape. I chased it away again by surrounding her breast with the heat of my mouth. I laved her nipple, swirling my tongue around it. Slowly, I peppered kisses from her breasts, down to her stomach, and her inner thighs, avoiding the single spot where I knew she wanted my mouth the most.
When she arched to try and bring me in contact with her throbbing, wet cunt, I slapped her clit. She cried out from the pain.
“Don’t forget who’s in charge, Bridget. I’ll touch you where I want when I want. This pussy is mine to do with as I please.”
She groaned in frustration. I slapped her pussy again to bring her to attention. “Don’t make me punish you.”
“Yes, Sir.” Her voice sounded pained. To drive my point home, I brushed kisses down the length of each leg, around each toe, and up her calf and inner thigh, continuing to bypass her center. I traveled upward again, dropping kisses across her shoulders, fingers, eyes, and her mouth. Everywhere but her throbbing core.
Eventually, I took pity on her and ran a single finger up and down her wet slit, swirling it around her clit before dropping it back down to trace her pussy entrance. I dipped the tip of my finger in to tease her. In and out I pressed, going deeper with each thrust. I added a second finger, then a third. I continued to finger fuck her, her cunt clenching on them with each push, trying to draw them further inside.
“You will not come until I tell you to. Do you hear me?”
Her head thrashed back and forth, the sweet agony of arousal crossing her face. When she didn’t answer me, I reached up with my free hand and pinched her nipple between thumb and forefinger. Hard.
“I asked you a question.”
“Yes, Sir, I will not come yet,” she hissed, her teeth clenched in pain. I released her nipple with her answer and soothed it with my tongue. Wet slapping sounds continued as I kept up the thrusting of my fingers. I lowered my head until I was even with her clit and began flicking it with the tip of my tongue. I felt the beginning spasms begin deep inside her pussy. I withdrew all my fingers, and she groaned in frustration. I knew she’d been close to coming. I quickly donned the condom I’d also grabbed from a drawer
She was breathing heavy as if she’d just run a race. I knew my heart was racing as well. I couldn’t hold out any longer. I shifted positions again, and before she could guess my intentions, I plunged my throbbing cock deep inside her. I fucked her with everything I had. My entire body screamed in ecstasy at finally being inside her. I had dreamed of this moment for far too long. The reality was so much better than any fantasy I’d ever had. I knew I wouldn’t last long.
I reached down and rubbed her clit in a coordinated dance as I continued thrusting. Her pussy squeezed my cock, causing a groan to escape me. Our bodies meshed together to become one, our heartbeats synchronized, and a feeling of rightness came over me. So much so that I couldn’t stop the feeling that rushed over me. The feeling that I could let the beast out. I still needed to keep him under control, but he needed a taste of more. I powered into her and increased the friction on her clit. Slapping flesh sounded and her pussy spasmed so hard I knew she was on the edge.
“Come for me, now, Bridget.”
Her back arched as powerful tremors shook her entire body with the force of her orgasm. Before she could recover, I flipped her over, roughly pulled her up onto her knees and moved her hands to the headboard to grab a handhold before immediately plunging my cock back into her pussy. I grabbed her hair and jerked her head back for more leverage, and without missing a beat, I began my punishing thrusts, pushing my length as deeply into her cunt as I could get.