He plays me like a violin and knows how to make me greedy for more.
Suddenly, he pulls his fingers away, and my head spins with unfulfilled desire.
Without warning, he inserts his finger into my ass.
I squeal, and he slaps me again, causing intense pulsations all across my body.
Fuck. This feels so wrong. So … immoral.
It’s exactly the way he wants me to feel. How he likes it.
Dirty. Bad. Nasty.
But the more he twists and turns, thrusting and fucking me with his finger, the more my body zings. I shouldn’t want this, shouldn’t even enjoy this … whatever it is he’s going to do.
“Hmm, you’re so willing tonight. I can’t wait to use those pretty fuck holes of yours,” he murmurs, groaning in delight.
He pulls out again, and I feel empty. As though my brain malfunctioned and his fingering pulled the plug.
My eyes can’t help but glance over my shoulder, and I instantly regret it. He’s fished something out of a locked drawer … lube, and a black, cone-shaped silicone object with a diamond at the end. My eyes widen.
“Is that …?”
SMACK!
Another slap on my ass has me moaning, and I buck against the table.
“I didn’t say you could look, and I never said you could speak,” he says, and I can hear him squirt lube onto the object. “You need to learn to behave, princess. Maybe this will bring you to your knees.”
Before I know it, he’s spread my cheeks and pushes something against my ass.
“Don’t fight it. It’ll only hurt more,” he growls as he pushes the object in.
“What is it?” I squeal.
“A butt plug,” he replies.
Oh my God. A butt plug? Fuck. Those are used in porn. Not … real life. Right?
He’s inserting it. Everything stretches, burns, and pinches as though it doesn’t fit. And my pussy clenches and tightens each time he pushes. The final plop puts the plug into place, and my ass feels fuller than it’s ever felt before.
Fuck. The sensations almost made me come right there and then.
“Good girl,” Easton says.
When he slaps my ass again, my whole body pulses with arousal, and it’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. His hand caresses my cheeks, softly sliding along my curves until he reaches my pussy. Right before he touches me, he stops, leaving me with an indescribable wantonness that stirs the soul.
He scoots his desk chair closer and plops down onto it right behind me. He’s watching me, I just know it, and my cheeks heat from the thought. When he groans out loud, my clit thumps with pleasure.
The chair screeches a little as it slides closer … and closer … and closer.
A sudden warm breath on my pussy has me arching my back.
“Stay … still,” he murmurs, his face hovering mere inches from my pussy.
The moment his tongue touches my skin, I’m lost. Lost to his mouth and the way he circles that tongue all around my clit. Goose bumps scatter on my skin as he kisses and sucks me. His soft lips are pleasurable on my clit, and he knows just how to lick me to make me squirm.
This was his plan all along. To make me angry with my family so that I’d give in to his demands. And it’s working so well that I don’t even know anymore whether this sexual encounter was my idea or his.
All the lines blur as he sticks his tongue into my pussy. My mind is numb with pleasure, and I can’t think anymore. I had a plan, but that’s gone out the window too with him tying my wrists on my back. All I can do is enjoy while being at his mercy.
And fuck me … does it feel right.
“So fucking wet for me.” Easton groans, alternating his licking and sucking until I’ve gone mad with lust. “Come for me, princess. Show me how much you like this.”
I feel humiliated. Used. Planted on a desk with my ass in the air and every inch of my body on display. The cameras are recording this as we speak. Who else will see them? And did he lock the doors? God, I hope no one comes in.
“Stop thinking,” Easton growls. “I know you’re holding back.”
“How?” I mutter.
He slaps me once more, but I’ve gotten used to the stinging pain of his flat hand. Then he bites my ass cheek.
“Ow! What did you do that for?” I say.
“Because you’re clenching your legs. Spread ’em.” He nudges them apart and forces me to spread wide. But the more I do, the more I’m shaking on my feet.
“Yes … release all that pleasure, Charlotte. You know you want to,” he murmurs against my skin.
I’m lost in delirium. Drowning in my own lust and spiraling out of control.
And as he presses his tongue onto my clit, I come. Right then, he smacks my ass and pushes a finger into my pussy. The wave of ecstasy that follows has my body clenching around his finger. The pulses are so heavy and so uncontrollable that my knees buckle under me. But Easton captures me in his arms and forces me to stay upright while he finishes the job.