by Leah Brooke
A bottle of champagne sat in a bucket beside it, the two cut crystal glasses reflecting the candlelight and creating flickering patterns on the light walls.
The translucent white curtains billowed gently with the ocean breeze, the material shimmering with the light of at least a dozen candles lit around the room.
Her toes curled when she noticed the tube on the table next to the bed. Her bottom tingled as Nick’s hand curved on it, leading her toward the bed.
White silk scarves had been tied to each bedpost, the ends draped on the bed as though waiting.
For her.
Nick’s other hand came up to free her breasts, tossing the material aside to land in a puddle with her skirt, before he bent and slipped off her sandals.
Straightening, he slid a hand over the curve of her ass. “Have you ever been tied up, little one?”
Julianna closed her eyes and reached for him, not knowing how much longer she’d be able to stand. “No. Just the time Steve tied my hands with his tie. I don’t like it.”
Turning her to face him, he took both of her wrists in his hand and held them securely against her lower back. It pushed the chain against her body, tugging her nipples and forcing her to arch her back, lifting her breasts.
“If you’ve never done it, how do you know you don’t like it? You certainly liked it when we tied your hands above your head.”
Pulling against his hold did nothing but tug the rings on her nipples and shift the plug in her ass, making her gasp as a rush of fresh moisture coated her thighs. Held this way, she became acutely aware of the vulnerability of her breasts and slit.
Staring up at him, she remained as still as possible as the sexual tension heightened to a level that made it nearly impossible to breathe.
“I, uh, I don’t know. No one ever—”
Nick smiled, a slow smile full of intent. “No man ever tied you down so he could have his way with you without interference? No man ever wanted your hands out of the way because he knew that one caress from you would shake his control? No man ever wanted to feast on you, and wanted both hands free to explore every soft inch of you? No other man ever realized how much you like to be restrained?”
Julianna’s lips tingled with the need to feel his on them, her body on fire for the touch of his hands. “N-no.”
Running his hand over her hair sent the soft strands in motion over her back. “Do you know what it does to me to see you this way?”
Cupping a breast, he stroked the underside before tapping her nipple. “Spread your legs, Julianna.”
She did it without hesitation, eagerly following him into the world of decadent pleasure he’d created for her. She shook uncontrollably, fear and anticipation combining to lure her deeper into his web of seduction.
He teased her folds before sinking a thick finger into her, smiling indulgently at her moan. “Nice and wet, darling. You’re always wet for me, aren’t you?”
She couldn’t keep from rocking against his hand, the shift of the plug and the pull to her nipples only adding to the decadent sensations racing through her. Bracing herself for the orgasm she knew loomed only seconds away, she groaned when he withdrew, stopped from following him by the sharp tug on her nipples. The plug in her ass felt huge, and she couldn’t stop remembering the way Steve had taken her and knew Nick would be just as, if not more, demanding. “Please, Nick. I can’t stand it anymore.”
Nick withdrew and touched his finger to her nipple, coating it with her juices. “You have no choice. Come, darling. Let’s get you into bed so I can have my dessert.”
Only moments later, she found herself tied spread eagle with the silk scarves, her struggles pitiful against his strength. He hadn’t removed the plug or the rings, so each movement of her body over the silky sheets tugged at both.
Her ass clenched on the plug, and it frustrated her that it wasn’t his thick cock inside her. Her pussy, spread open in this position, continued to leak moisture, clenching desperately with the need to be filled. Her clit throbbed, unbearable now, feeling twice its usual size.
Nick stood at the end of the bed, his eyes flaring as they raked over her squirming nakedness. “All mine. Tonight, my darling, I’m going to feast on you.”
He threw off his shirt, sending it to land on top of her clothing and giving her a tantalizing look at his magnificent body. Still dressed in his trousers, he knelt between her legs, reaching out to touch his finger to her clit. His eyes narrowed when she gasped and shifted restlessly. “Be as still as you can. I don’t want those pretty nipples to be too sore for me to play with later.”
Bending, he touched his mouth to her slit, his hot tongue plunging into her pussy.
She couldn’t stop moving, the pleasure almost unbearable. The shift of the plug in her ass reminded her too much of how it had felt to have Steve take her there, and she wanted more than anything to feel Nick force his cock into her most private opening and to take her, dominate her, and use her ass any way he wanted.
The strength of her need to surrender to him scared her, showing her a side of herself she hadn’t been aware of.
“Nick, oh God, Nick. Please. Take me. Anything. Everything.”
Nick lifted his head, his face dark and mysterious in the flickering light. “Is that what you want, Julianna. Do you want me to take what I want from you?”
“God, yes!”
Nick smiled faintly and reached for the pillow beside her. “Let’s lift you up a bit, darling. I want your pussy and ass spread wide.”
Julianna’s breath came out in pants as he lifted her and adjusted her bottom on the pillow, forcing her legs to turn outward and bend, exposing her completely. Having her hips tilted pulled the rings on her nipples tight, the shock of that combination of pain and pleasure that she had started to crave so much shooting to her clit, making it tingle and burn. “Oh, God! I’m coming.”
The loosening of the rings on her nipples sent the blood racing back into them, sharpening the sensation even more. She fought her bonds, but they held firm, keeping her legs spread and preventing her from rubbing her thighs together.
Spread wide, she endured a series of unsatisfying orgasms without being touched at all.
“No coming, little one. Just a little to take the edge off.”
Her cries of frustration filled the air as the pleasure began to dim. Snapping her eyes open, she fought him. “You can’t do that! How the hell can you make me stop coming? You bastard. I want to come. Fuck me, damn you.”
Nick’s eyes appeared lit from within. “There she is. I wondered if you’d ever come out to play. Think to tell me what I can and can’t do to you, do you? Ordering me? You’ve got a lot to learn, little one.”
The silky cadence of his tone belied the hard glitter in his eyes and the firmness in his touch as his hands roamed her body.
With her legs high and wide, she still fought, unsurprised that the scarves held. The angle he’d secured her in, with her bottom lifted off of the bed, made the plug inside her feel even larger. Damp with perspiration from her struggles, she found herself lifting to him, needing any contact he would give her.
Nick sat back on his heels between her thighs, running a possessive hand over her mound before pressing his thumb against the base of the plug.
His eyes remained hooded as she gasped and writhed as the plug pushed deeper. “Since you chose to do this the hard way, it’ll be some time before you get the release your body needs. You might want to think about that for next time.”
He got up from the bed just long enough to step out of his trousers. The bed dipped as he sat beside her, running his fingers lightly from her shoulders to her breasts, circling, but not touching, her tender nipples. “Pleasure is yours for the taking if you just give in to what you want, instead of fighting it.”
Even knowing it would do her no good, Julianna couldn’t resist kicking at him. “You can’t just expect me to lie still. Damn it, Nick. Enough of your games.”
Nick eyes hardened
as he pinched a nipple. “Games, Julianna?”
Crying out, she tightened on the plug, wanting more than anything to be the submissive he wanted and be able to just give in to him. She couldn’t though, having already learned that the need to resist and having her resistance overcome was part of the excitement.
Releasing her nipple, he ran his hand down the center of her body and to her folds, his expression thoughtful, gentling when his gaze locked on to hers.
“In the past, I must admit that this was a game as well as a need, but with you it’s becoming a little more complicated. I need to give this part of myself to you, Julianna, as much as I need you to submit to me. All of it. Everything. I won’t be satisfied with anything less than your complete surrender.”
His eyes hardened. “And I’ll have it from you, Julianna. Make no mistake about that. You’ll submit everything to me completely. Fight me all you want. We both enjoy it. You’ll never be the type of woman who gives in easily, and I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”
Bending, he took her mouth with his in a kiss unlike any other he’d ever given her.
And sent her tumbling into another world.
Although gentle, his kiss left her in no doubt of his dominance as he stamped his possession on her and took everything she had. He kissed her deeply, exploring the dark recesses of her mouth with a thoroughness that staggered her. Tangling his tongue with hers, he led her on an erotic dance that made her senses reel.
Following where he led, she felt herself slipping into his keeping more with every stroke of his tongue on hers. Although he touched her nowhere else, she felt the power of his erotic seduction in every cell of her body.
She tried to lift, offering everything she was to him, but the scarves held strong.
He must have felt it because he lifted his head to stare down at her, his hooded eyes nearly black. Too lightly, he ran a finger down her body, making every place he touched quiver.
“Is this all mine to enjoy? All mine to taste, to touch, to explore?”
Julianna couldn’t look away from the stark need in his eyes. To think a man like Nick could want her this way intoxicated her. She wanted it all. She wanted to belong to him, to have him touch her, take her any way he desired.
Swallowing heavily, she took a shuddering breath.
“Yes, all of me. Everything. Take me. Touch me. Any way you want.”
Nick’s slow smile, a flash of white in his shadowed face, stole her breath.
“Then I want my dessert.”
Julianna watched, transfixed as Nick settled himself between her thighs again. Everything around her, from the sight of him holding her gaze as he bent his head, to the flickering light of the candles and the slight billowing of the curtains suddenly seemed so unreal, as though she watched it from afar.
The first swipe of Nick’s velvety tongue on her slit, however, felt very real.
He dipped his tongue into her pussy, lapping at her, his slow, torturous caresses driving her insane.
She cried out, begging him for more, begging him to take her, begging him to go faster.
She whimpered, she moaned, making the sounds she’d faked until she met Steve and Nick. “Please, Nick. Faster. I can’t stand it. More. Harder. Oh, God, please.” She didn’t know how he knew just where and how to touch her, she just reveled in the fact that he did.
He ignored her pleas, taking his time and exploring her slit thoroughly, his tongue caressing her folds before slipping into her again. He circled her clit with a slow precision that made her scream in frustration and fight to get free.
Using her arms, she tried to rock, but Nick slid his arms under her thighs, one hand pressing down on her abdomen to keep her from moving while his other hand cupped a breast, teasing her nipple. With her thighs over his shoulders and his face buried between them, she couldn’t move enough to get the contact to her clit she needed.
Nick’s warm breath blew over the throbbing bundle of nerves and setting off another wave of sizzling heat. “Behave yourself. You’ll get what you want when I give it to you.”
Her moans and whimpers got progressively louder and more desperate, the promise of release drawing closer with every heartbeat. Every inch of her skin tingled, the sensation intensified by the breeze blowing in from the open balcony doors.
Her hands fisted, her breath coming in huge gulps, but no preparation could keep her from jolting at the touch of his tongue to her clit.
“Easy, love. I’ll let you come soon. Not yet, though. You have to wait for it.”
She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think when his lips closed over her clit. The scream that worked its way up to her throat broke free, sparks erupting everywhere at once.
“Nick, I’m coming.”
Her body tightened, her bottom clamping down on the plug inside her and sending another wave of pleasure through her. Even her fingertips tingled as the pleasure went on, her cries becoming breathless and throaty.
He didn’t let up at all, eating at her steadily.
She hadn’t known it was possible to come for so long, but her orgasm seemed never ending. She felt her stomach muscles quiver beneath his hand, her abdomen becoming painfully tight.
“Oh! Nick. Oh. God, I can’t stop. No more. It’s too much.”
Nick licked her clit again, swirling his tongue around it. “I’m not finished, Julianna.” His disapproving tone sent a chill through her.
He dipped into her pussy again, gathering her moisture and humming his approval. “I love my dessert. I want more.”
Julianna fought her bonds, amazed that her arousal slowly built again. “More? Nick, I can’t take any more.”
“Quiet, Julianna. This is for me. Not for you. I thought I already made that clear. You’re mine to enjoy, darling. Remember? Now, behave yourself and stop your whining. This is about what I want and I want more of you.”
He didn’t even give her a chance to respond, lowering his head again and resuming his erotic torture.
No matter how much she squirmed, she couldn’t escape him, each stroke of his tongue like little licks of fire to her entire slit. She cried out over and over as he manipulated her sensitized nipples and her ass kept clenching on the plug.
Laid out like a feast and helpless, Julianna hardly recognizing her voice as her own as she screamed his name over and over, her voice nearly gone now.
Nick lifted his head slightly, brushing his lips over her folds. “Delicious. I want more.” Closing his lips around her clit, he began sucking.
Shocked at the too sharp pleasure, Julianna pulled on the scarves, her body bowing as electricity shot to her clit. White-hot, it raced through her, tugging at her nipples and making her pussy clench at emptiness, the sensation too strong to endure.
Her cries sounded primitive and desperate to her own ears, becoming hoarse and almost unrecognizable.
The muscles in her legs trembled, pressing against his wide shoulders, but nothing could dissuade him. Sliding his tongue to her pussy, he continued, seeming determined to lick all of her juices, humming his approval when more flowed from her.
She wanted him more than she’d ever wanted anything, wanted his cock deep inside her. She wanted his eyes on hers as he took her, wanted his firm touch stroking her, guiding her.
She needed to hear his voice.
Needed to hear him say how much he wanted her.
Bit by bit, her mind slipped into another place—another world where nothing existed except Nick and the pleasure he gave her. Beyond that loomed an even darker place, the glimmers she got of it mesmerizing. Each touch of his hand, each shift of the plug, each stroke of his tongue took her closer and closer to it.
His silky hair brushed her thighs as he leisurely licked all around her slit, the cool strands on her inner thighs a sharp contrast to the heat of his mouth. Each possessive and demanding swipe of his tongue took a little more of her until, with an exhausted sigh, she went limp.
She was his.
She belonged
to him.
Every part of her, everything she was.
“Nick.”
She breathed his name, and whimpered, all the fight going out of her.
It seemed to be a sign he’d been waiting for.
He lifted his head, his smile gentle. “Nothing’s as sweet as a strong woman’s surrender.”
She couldn’t look away, mesmerized by the sight of him looming over her, moaning when the head of his cock began to push into her. “Julianna.”
Nick lowered his body onto hers, bracing himself on his elbows as he pushed a little deeper. “So tight.”
She inhaled sharply at the too full feeling of being filled in both openings, and tried to reach for him, forgetting that she couldn’t move her arms. “Nick, the plug.”
His strong fingers slid beneath her neck and tilted her face to his. “I know all about the plug in your ass, darling, since I’m the one who put it there. It’ll shift as I take you, and it makes your pussy even tighter. So tight it just might kill me.”
Julianna moaned when he began to thrust, slow, shallow thrusts that took him deeper, and she tried to lift up to him, impatient to have it all. The plug in her ass shifted as he’d promised, making her feel fuller than she’d ever felt before. Feeling every ridge of Nick’s cock as he possessed her, she couldn’t contain her broken cries as he forged his way deep.
He groaned, his hands tightening on her ass, with one quick thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her. “Fucking incredible. I’ve never wanted anything more than I want you right now.”
The tender affection in his words and in his eyes washed over her, making her feel cherished and desired. With a hand behind her back, he forced her to arch and took a nipple into his mouth. He lifted his head, his eyes boring into hers. “Take me, Julianna. Take all of me.”
Some instinct told her that he meant more than just taking his cock—that he also referred to her taking him the way he was, dominance and all.
Wishing she could reach up to touch him, she sucked in a breath as he withdrew and plunged deep again, his cock increasing the pressure in her bottom and making her feel full to bursting.
