Something external to us that might have to do with the bruise over his eye. He lifts his head and stands, and the look in his eyes is a tell that he’s ready to take me.
I’m ready for him too so when he leans in to kiss me, I go to him closing the space between us. When our lips meet its savage. Then the kiss turns greedy.
I turn greedy and when I forget what we are. I find myself pulling at his shirt. He allows me to and heat cascades over me when he moves away and smiles at my hands on his shirt. He covers them and gives my hands a gentle squeeze.
“Touch me however you want, angel,” he says brushing his nose over mine. “It’s only fair since I plan to touch you all night.”
Fire sparks inside my soul when he spreads his arms out either side allowing me to finish unbuttoning his shirt. With shaky hands I do, revealing that masterpiece body of his.
Once I have his shirt off, he picks me up and settles me down in the center of the bed. His features become darker when he reaches for the cloth and holds it out in front of me.
“Give me your hands,” he says.
I put my hands out to him and he wraps the scarf around my wrists, making the binding just tight enough to hold my hands together.
“Lie down and lift your arms up, it’s time to play with you.”
I lie down and place my arms above my head just as he says and I draw in a staggered breath when he ties the end of the scarf to the rails of the headboard.
As he secures the last knot, apprehension fills my mind and I feel vulnerable.
Christian seems to notice and smooths his hand over the flat of my stomach, soothing me.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you enjoy it,” he promises and slides his fingers deep inside my pussy.
I gasp at the exhilaration of his entry and moan when he slides in and out of me, slowly at first then faster. I writhe against the restraint and somehow, I feel better than when he fingered me without the restraint.
“You like that doll?” he asks pumping harder.
“Yes,” I moan.
“Think of my cock doing the same thing to you.”
I do, I remember his cock inside me last night and I want him again.
I moan louder when he speeds up and bends down to take my left breast into his mouth. He starts sucking hard straight away and it feels so damn good that I arch my back, pulling on the restraint. I think of the woman in the sex dungeon and now I know how she must have felt. Amazing.
Pleasure in undiluted hot waves slap over my skin, and I can barely catch my breath.
Christian moves from one breasts to the other in a wild suckle and pounds his fingers into my pussy giving me a prelude to what it will feel like when he takes me with his cock. His mouth and his fingers drive me wild, insane, and crazy with need for more.
“Christian…” I moan as the first tug of an orgasm pulls on my insides. “I’m coming.”
“Come, doll. Come for me. I want to feast on your tight little pussy,” he groans, and I come instantly.
He moves down to my pussy to spread my legs wider and as my arousal flows down from my passage he takes it all, licking it all up. His tongue thrashes fiercely over my clit creating another stir deep inside my belly. As he eats me out he reaches that secret part of me that wants me to give in to him.
I’ve barely managed to catch my breath when he pushes his tongue deeper into my passage, swirling around the walls. the thrill of pleasure cascades over my body, holding me place so he can devour me like he’s eating his last meal.
Once again, I pull against the scarf. This time my skin tingles and moans of raw ecstasy pour from my lips. Fire, wild and uncontrollable licks over my skin.
When he looks at me a wicked smile lights up his face. He pulls his fingers out of my pussy then brings them to my lips for me to taste.
“Taste the sweetness of your pretty little cunt the way I do,” he husks gazing down at me with lust filled eyes.
Melting under his stare, my lips part and he pushes his fingers inside my mouth. I taste myself. Taste my need on his fingers and realize that’s what I taste like. Need. The need to be touched, the need to have a break and escape too from reality. The need for him to keep doing what he’s doing to me. I taste like I need him to be inside me. I come again and he smiles with pure satisfaction, lowering to suck my breasts as I come undone.
He then backs off the bed and shrugs out of his pants and boxers, pushing them down his legs. Naked, perfect, and fully erect he gets back on the bed.
Christian strokes his cock and my mouth waters. Then he guides himself into my entrance.
My body welcomes him, and he slides right inside me and starts moving his hips in and out, searing me with the thickness and magnitude of his cock.
My God, the heat comes back and by the time he starts to fuck me, I’m gasping for air.
I’ve never felt anything like him. He fucks me into the mattress leaving me writhing beneath him and against the restraint of the scarf.
Ruthlessly he takes me, mercilessly he claims me, and he make sure I know he’s owning my body.
The sensation that luxuriates over my body only heightens when he speeds up and fucks me with a furious speed that makes my breasts bounce painfully.
I come again and again, losing my touch on reality. The room fills with the sounds of us in the lock of this wild fantasy and I know as hot cum floods my passage that this is just the beginning of our night.
Chapter Eleven
Christian
I needed the escape.
I almost cancelled on tonight, but I decided I needed to see her. Lilly. I needed to escape in her, so I give into what I needed.
I felt I owed it to myself on account of the shit day I had.
My end nearly came for me earlier. I just missed a bullet to my head by a fraction of a second. One fucker landed a fist in my face while another was getting his gun ready to end me. It was chance that made me catch a glimpse of him in the glass of a broken window. He fired and I was able to jump out of the way then end him before he could get another chance to take me down.
Just a second more and that would have been it. I wouldn’t be here, and I guess Pa would have had to find someone else to clean up my mess.
When I thought of what he said to me it made me sick and I realized I was too worked up to do an all-nighter like the previous night. In my world there are several things that can get you killed. One of those things is going out for a kill when you’re so worked up over shit you can’t think straight. There isn’t anyone who’s part of La Cosa Nostra who doesn’t know that.
Today taught me exactly that when I thought it was a good idea to jump into enemy territory with my threats.
So, I’m picking up tomorrow because right now I want to give this doll my undivided attention.
Fuck…
I can’t get enough of her lips and that taste of her. It’s the taste of relinquishing, of her giving herself to me. Giving over whatever sent her into the walls of my club and just being with me.
I hold her now, kissing her hard. I know she doesn’t belong in my arms any more than she does dancing in my club.
She has secrets. Something powerful enough to send her here. I feel it in her touch and the way she kisses me. She’s as desperate for the escape as I am.
Greed makes you selfish. My fucking mind is filled with lust, but I’m still gripped by the way she looks at me.