“You have beautiful nipples, Rosy. I want to see them in clamps.”
I heard Steele walk away briefly to grab something from off the bed, then walk back over to me. He smacked my ass hard, and then I felt a sharp pinch on one of my nipples. It stung and felt amazing at the same time and I gasped, nearly choking on my soaked panties.
My breath was heavy and jagged as Steele gently administered the clip, stretching my nipple. Pleasure raced down my spine and my chest heaved with desire.
Steele chuckled then placed another clip on my right nipple. I cried out again, my muffled sounds sending shocks of heat through me.
“If you’re a good girl,” Steele said as he ran his tongue on my neck in circles, “you’ll keep them on for me. You look so beautiful, Rosy,” he added in a low murmur that sent shivers down my spine. “In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you look prettier.”
I nodded as tears slipped down my face. How could pain feel so good?
Steele kept the clamps on my nipples and stepped away from me, unbuckling his belt. I could hear it jingle as he quickly took it off. His jeans fell to the floor with a clump, but he kept his belt in his hand.
He ran the cool leather down my body, around my neck and waist. Then I felt the leather belt between my thighs, stopping at my clit. I could feel my pussy throbbing with heat, desperate to be sucked.
Taking the belt away, he paused for a brief couple of seconds before slapping my pussy with the belt. My body jumped, awakened by the sensation.
I liked it. The pain seared before melting into sheer pleasure.
“More!” I cried through the gag. Steele must have sensed my pleas, because he slammed the belt against my pussy again, this time harder. It was a delicious hurt, the kind of sensation that would drive me wild. Plus, I could feel my clit getting harder and harder with each slap.
He slapped the belt on my cunt, then stepped closer. “I know you like that,” Steele purred. “Tell me you like it.”
A muffled grunt from behind my panties was all I could get out. When I heard the soft sound of the belt falling to the ground, I knew that I’d pleased Steele.
I gasped as the clamps were yanked away from my nipples. The cool air felt heavenly for a moment, but I missed the intense sensation. I wanted more – I wanted him.
My nipples were pulsating from the clips, and my pussy was throbbing like crazy.
But he wasn’t done with me.
Steele walked away again, and when he returned I could tell he had something even better in his hands.
“You ever used a vibrator, baby girl?” A soft buzz filled the air, before I could reply. I shook my head. I had never even thought to pleasure myself with something mechanical before now. It seemed like cheating.
Steele chuckled and placed the vibrator on my wet pussy. A delightful buzzing sensation spread through my body and I moaned, arching my back and pushing my thighs wide apart to allow Steele greater access to my cunt.
Moans erupted from me as Steele pushed the vibrator against my clit. It felt so good I didn’t think I could take it.
“Fuck!” I cried out from behind the gag. The pleasure was so intense that I was shaking, but I still wanted more. Sweat dripped from my body as Steele worked the vibrator against my clit. Just when I was about to explode in a powerful orgasm, Steele pulled the toy away from my body and I whimpered helplessly.
“You come when I say,” he rasped. “And not a moment sooner.”
I nodded my head stiffly, barely sentient with need. Steele smacked my ass again and kissed me on neck before moving downwards. I could feel his warm mouth kissing and licking my stomach, finally stopping at my wet pussy. I spread my legs, inviting his tongue inside.
But he teased me first by licking around my dripping wet cunt. Steele nipped at my thighs and my labia, grazing his teeth along my sensitive skin.
His tongue slipped across the top of my clit, but he didn’t keep it there for long. I moaned in frustration. I wanted him to suck my clit hard, but he was intent on making me beg for it.
“Baby girl, I gotta make sure you deserve it,” Steele breathed.
I twitched as he stuck the tip of his finger inside my pussy. I tried to push it in further, but he pulled it out, laughing at my frustration.
I desperately wanted to free my hands and shove my wet pussy in his face, but I knew that was off limits.
Steele wanted me to be patient. He liked to know that I would go through hell to let him please me.
I relaxed my legs and tried to steady my breathing.
Steele kissed along my stomach, slow and agonizingly sweet.
“Why are you so perfect?” Steele whispered the words against my stomach and I shivered. His words seeped through me, making my heart pound in my chest.
“I want you,” I muttered, inaudible through my gag. Steele kept kissing me all over my body. I felt warm from his touch. And even though I was bound and gagged in a remote cabin, I felt safe and warm. I knew that Steele would never let anything hurt me.
Steele rubbed his hot, sweaty body against mine. His heart was pounding just as hard as mine, and for a moment I felt as if he was a part of me. I didn’t want him to stop caressing me. For a moment, I had a dream of us being together forever. The cabin would be our haven as we lived the rest of our lives together.
I snapped back to reality as Steele sucked on my clit. He slid a finger inside my pussy and I threw my head back and moaned. I cried out, as if I was being awakened from death.
I belonged to him completely.
“Take me,” I whispered. The words were a jumble from my gag but I knew deep down that Steele could hear exactly what I was saying.
I twitched as he dragged his tongue over my aching clit in slow strokes. Soft, muffled moans escaped from my gag as the pleasure tore through me. Sweat was dripping all over my body as he tongue fucked me into ecstasy.
Bringing two fingers into my pussy, Steele shoved them deep inside as he sucked on my throbbing clit. With every lap of his tongue, I could feel myself inching closer and closer to the brink of a powerful orgasm.
My legs were shaking profusely and before I knew it, I came hard. I was gasping for air as Steele pulled my thighs around his neck.
He kept lapping at me for another moment, then stopped and planted a kiss on the inside of my thigh. I could feel his jagged breath crawling up my stomach, past my tits and then finally making it to my neck.
He kissed me passionately, sliding his lips to my collarbone and caressing my skin. I exhaled deeply, anxious to feel him inside me.
“Fuck me, please,” I whimpered through the gag in muffled agony. My body couldn’t control itself. My legs felt limp and my arms were weak from being held up. I wanted him so badly.
Steele moved in, grabbing my hips and pushing my legs open.
“I’m going to fuck you harder than ever, baby girl. You can be sure of that.”
I shivered with anticipation.
“Thank you.” My mouth felt dry and hoarse from the gag, but it didn’t matter. My pussy was wetter than ever. Steele ran his hands down my body and gripped my hips. When I felt the tip of his hard cock poking me in the lower belly, I shivered and moaned.
Without warning, Steele plunged his cock deep inside of me and buried himself to the hilt. It felt so good that I screamed. Tears of pleasure leaked from my eyes and I shuddered and whimpered with joy as Steele’s manhood filled me.
I cried out in delight as Steele began to fuck me in long, passionate thrusts. His cock felt incredible inside, and I begged for him to go even deeper. I wanted to feel him in my stomach. In my heart.
Steele’s grunts turned into uncontrollable moans as he pounded harder and harder in my pussy. I let go of all inhibitions and let him take over. I was his to control. Every bone, every nerve, every cell in my body was his. As he fucked me, my entire body came alive with passion.
“You...feel...so...good.” Steele’s voice was almost a cry. I craved his skin.
“D
on’t stop!” I gasped. I needed him.
I loved him.
Steele’s groans echoed throughout the cabin as he shoved his cock inside me, so close to coming. He slid in and out, his balls slapping against my skin with the passion of the rhythm. Surely, we would explode together soon.
But after a few more pumps, he slid his cock out, and then slid into my asshole with no warning. I screamed with ecstasy, my body struggling to adjust. I was tight, but the juices from my pussy ensured Steele a smooth entry as his cock plunged into my ass.
I gasped with passion as he pushed his cock in completely, filling my tight asshole. I could feel my pussy throb as he took his cock in and out of my bottom. My hands were sweating, and a long trail of perspiration trickled down my spine.
God, he was sensational.
Steele reached up and tangled his fingers through my hair. Then his fingers pushed the blindfold up to my forehead and I saw his bright blue eyes staring right into mine.
He brought his face close to mine and looked me in the eyes for a few brief moments, as if memorizing this moment.
“Do you want me?” he breathed. His black hair was drenched in sweat and clinging to his face. Those gorgeous eyes were wide and full of desire.
I bit my lip and nodded, too paralyzed with lust to even speak.
Steele cupped my chin in his hands, and lingered for another moment before tearing his gaze away from me.
He licked his lips and slid the blindfold down my face until I was in the dark once again.
I sighed as I as felt him ease his cock back in my pussy. His thrusts were hard and quick, stroking me intensely with each hard push of his hips.
Muffled cries ripped through me as Steele worked like a machine, pounding my sweetest spot. His strong hands gripped tightly around my waist. My legs clung around his muscled body, intent on not letting go. It didn’t matter that I was gagged and blinded. My heart could see him.
Steele grunted and paused, then rammed deep inside of me with one last powerful thrust. His cock throbbed as spurts of his hot load squirted inside me.
I cried out as my body shook from a powerful orgasm.
Steele was breathing loudly, exhausted from our hot fuck.
“I love you,” I whispered through the gag. But I knew he couldn’t hear me.
He reached up and ripped off the blindfold and gag, then uncuffed me.
I fell to the floor in an undignified heap, my legs too wobbly to walk properly. For a moment, I stayed frozen. I couldn’t look at Steele, not now. Not after the incredibly passionate encounter we’d just shared.
“As always, your pussy is incredible,” Steele said. His voice was a low growl.
I nodded my head, not speaking again. I had no words.
I was afraid all my emotions would rush out, and turn him off.
Sweat dripped from every inch of me and I trembled as I got to my feet. What would happen next? Would Steele take me into his arms? Would we snuggle? Would he hold me all night?
But instead, Steele grunted and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. I exhaled deeply as I stumbled to my feet, staggering into the kitchen to pour an ice cold glass of water. Walking back to the bedroom, I knocked on the bathroom door.
“I have fresh water,” I piped, hoping he’d invite me in for a shower where we’d repeat what we’d just done. But Steele simply cracked open the door, grabbed the glass of water, and then shut it again without a word.
My heart sank.
“I love you,” I whispered once more, knowing he couldn’t hear me.
I stepped back and laid out on the bed, my nipples still erect and pussy still throbbing.
I hoped he’d come out from the bathroom, and cuddle me to sleep. But the door remained closed.
I reluctantly closed my eyes and tried to drift off to sleep.
Because this had to be the last time. And my heart broke once more, shattering into a million pieces.
Chapter 16
Steele
Sleep wasn’t even an option.
My head was clouded with so many thoughts.
The transaction was turning out to be anything but a transaction. Rosy was more than a couple dollar bills and a roll in the hay. She was special. And I’d come to this realization far too late.
I had come into the whole thing rather cocky. I was positive I was going to turn her out and make her my special little sex kitten. But somewhere along the way, I slipped up. I started caring. Caring was the number one offense in my book. You can’t care. Because once you care, you’re stuck.
Rosy was sleeping soundlessly on my chest, her small, soft hands latched onto my arm. She had a tiny smile on her lips. She looked so peaceful and beautiful. The moonlight was streaming in from the window by the bed, and it fell on her skin so sensually. As sexy as she was during the day, she was a goddess at night. Probably because she was light itself. She had brought so much joy to me in such a small amount of time that I forgot for a brief moment why I preferred being on my own.
Until now.
It was obvious that Rosy was too good for me. She was light and I was darkness. She was an innocent angel with a tight pussy and perky tits. I was a devil. My looks may have been good, but my heart wasn’t.
I could never pinpoint what it was exactly that caused me to be this way, but I always knew my limit.
Whores and dimwitted women were always my go-to. I’d date them, cheat on them, then hurt them by disappearing. It was my specialty. Even worse, I lived for those moments. It was a thrill. Because I knew no matter how much I hurt them, I could always get them back if I wanted to.
It was wrong, though.
I was wrong. I’d spent years hurting women without even thinking twice about it.
And now, Rosy was everything to me. Worse, I was everything to her. I could see in her eyes how much she wanted me, and everything she’d do for me.
My only option was to leave. I couldn’t bear to look into those beautiful brown eyes and see pain in them. Even more, I couldn’t stand to see her hurting because of me.
It was almost two in the morning, but I was wide awake. I shifted slightly away from Rosy, letting her hands fall onto the bed. I gently placed her head on the pillow, trying not to wake her.
She was naked and curled into a little ball. There was one pillow under her stomach and it cupped her breasts perfectly. Her tight ass was propped in the air, and her thighs squeezed together. My cock started to get hard just looking at her.
But she wasn’t mine to admire. At least, not anymore. Our month was coming to an end.
I walked into the bathroom and quietly shut the door. All I could do was pace back and forth as I tried to think of what to do.
I knew my only option was to leave. There was no getting out of it.
I still wanted her, but my heart knew that was selfish. If I hurt Rosy any more than I already had, I’d hate myself.
Rosy wanted to be with me, and she loved me. I was positive she did. I could tell by the way she looked at me. When we made love, she had an open, giving in her eyes unlike anything I’d seen before. And afterwards, in the glow of sex, Rosy was content and happy like a purring kitten.
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