Page 79 of Three Sweet Nothings (The Blindfold Club)

I closed my eyes. Her words were so powerful I had to hold still for a moment to endure them. Then I settled over her, slipped my hand between our bodies, and gripped my cock. “Yes,” I said. “I’m about to fuck you so good, you’ll get wet tomorrow just thinking about it.”

Her sob was coated in relief, and as I pushed inside her, it only got louder. The restraints protested as she tried to move her arms, maybe in an attempt to touch me. I sank deeper and deeper into her wetness, my mind blanking with pleasure.

“Can I come?” she gasped in my ear.

I drove into her, just one single thrust. “Yes.”

Her body bucked upward with tremendous energy. Her mouth dropped wide open, but nothing came out. The explosion stored up inside her was so epic, she seemed to lose the ability to breathe.

“Tell me every time you’re coming,” I ordered, rising on my balled fists as I drove into her. The contractions of her pussy squeezed me, making my vision haze. Don’t come. It feels really good, but don’t.

“Fuck, fuck!” she screamed, finally finding air. “I’m . . .”

The orgasm went on and on. She was wild beneath me, thrashing against her bonds. I picked up the vibrator and switched it on as I wedged it between us. “Don’t fucking stop coming.”

I didn’t really expect her to be able to, but holy shit, she obeyed. Her convulsions were accompanied by guttural moans. Her body jerked as I continued to pump into her. She couldn’t touch me, couldn’t move, and it all seemed to add to her orgasm.

It was uncomfortable with the vibrator digging into my stomach, and I focused on that rather than how good it felt. Because it felt way too fucking good. Her rasping, struggling breath seemed to slow as the pulsing inside her died down, and I lifted the vibrator away for a moment to give her a reprieve.

Ruby had been more of a one and done kind of girl when it came to sex, but I’d also never edged her or demanded more. Was it possible?

I forced the black wand between us again, the vibrations reverberating against me. “Come again, right now.”

“Oh, God,” she moaned, arching up and crying out. “Fuck, I’m coming.”

Fucking hell! I stopped moving and rode out her orgasm, stunned and determined not to follow her into her release. Giving her orgasms back-to-back made me greedy. “Good girl,” I moaned over her soft cries, encouraging her. “Again. You’re going to give me one more.”

“No,” she whined. She tried to move away from the vibrator, but couldn’t. “No, it’s too much.”

She’d said no, but not stop. She hadn’t safed out. I fought against my programming to stop when I heard her no. I pressed the toy harder against her and pounded my cock deep, going as fast as I could in the less than ideal position. My voice was pure domination. “Yes, again. Do it now.”

“No, no . . .” Only her words seemed mindless, as if talking to herself.

The shift happened faster than the snap of my fingers. She threw her head back and her body locked up, seized with euphoria. Her lips moved, mouthing out inaudible obscene words. The final orgasm seemed to detonate in her, leveling all in its path.

I shut off the vibrator and dropped it to the mattress, focusing only on her. I framed her face in my hands and kissed her gently, guiding her back to me after sending her so far down into pleasure, she seemed lost. Her body was quaking uncontrollably, so I smothered her with my warmth and put as much of my skin on her as possible. I wanted her to feel our connection and how I was right here with her.

Our mouths fit together so perfectly.

I gently pressed my tongue against the seam of her lips, asking for more, and she welcomed me inside, her tongue brushing against mine. Like last night, our kiss started innocently enough, and quickly flared out of control. Even though I was lodged deep inside her, it wasn’t enough.

I wanted part of me buried inside her, and for it to stay forever.

Since I was on top, my arms wrapped so tight around her, I no longer knew if she was the one shaking, or if it was me. We remained, kissing passionately, as Ruby gradually returned to normal. With our chests pressed together, I could feel her heartrate calm and her ragged breath slow.

“You all right?” I set my lips against the side of her neck.

“Yeah. Yes. Holy shit.” Her voice was hoarse. “I’m still shaking. God, that was insane.”

I reached up and fumbled a hand over the clasp at her left wrist, freeing her. As soon as I moved to release her other wrist, her hand tangled in my hair and yanked me into her brutal kiss. She was a feral animal, pawing at me to come back as I undid her ankles.

Ruby didn’t bother to remove her cuffs, and the clasps swung when she moved her arms to embrace me. The cold metal kissed my skin as she brought her knees up, her legs wrapping snug around my waist. It felt . . . right.

After giving her such an intense orgasm, I shut off my thoughts for a while. There was no need to think about what I wanted to do to her next. She was wild enough for the two of us, and I enjoyed giving Ruby her freedom back. She seemed to be making up for lost time.

“It feels so good,” I mumbled with my face between her tits, “fucking you.”

She sighed and squeezed me tighter.

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