I suck in a breath.
Hold it.
When he swipes his whole index finger down my slit, I lose it.
A moan escapes my mouth.
He stops.
My face turns red, and I try to hide it by lowering my face, but he immediately grabs my chin and makes me look up at him. “I heard that.”
He must be smiling right now. Fucker.
He releases me. “And you’re already wet,” he adds, sucking on his finger.
It makes me want to growl.
I hate it. I hate it when he knows.
It’s as if I’ve been caught doing something I shouldn’t.
Suddenly, he walks away, and I’m left confused as hell. Where is he? He hasn’t left the room; the door didn’t creak. So what is he doing?
A drawer opens, then closes. When he approaches, a familiar metallic sound alerts all my senses.
Too late do I realize what it is.
Because he’s already latched it around my throat.
The collar.
Chapter Thirteen
Accompanying Song: “Only Human” by Cold Showers
Chase
She immediately jumps off the bed and crawls into a corner. I knew the collar would upset her. I just didn’t know how much.
I don’t want her to be afraid. I won’t hurt her. And I won’t use it against her.
I just prefer to have full control. Especially over her and her body.
And there’s no way I’m done with her yet.
I go to my knees in front of her while she’s distracted, trying to get it loose by tugging at it, but it’s no use. I’m the only one who has the key. And the chain attached to her collar is mine to use how I see fit.
And I know exactly how I’m going to use it.
“Don’t be scared,” I say, placing a hand on her leg.
“Get this thing off me,” she hisses.
“No,” I reply.
“Why?” she asks, her face still completely runny from all the saliva and cum.
I love how it looks.
I grasp the chain and hold it tight, making sure she can feel it. “Because you allowed me to.”
She frowns, clearly confused. “What?”
“You taunted me. Persuaded me to use you for my own pleasure.” I tug the chain until her face leans in closer. “This is what you asked for. What you practically begged me to do, flaunting your fuckable little ass.”
She shakes her head, but I pull the chain even harder, making her come closer even though she probably hates me right now.
“I told you I wasn’t nice. Remember what I said?” I say.
“But you said I shouldn’t be afraid. That you weren’t going to hurt me,” she says.
“Am I”—I grab a strand of her hair and twirl it around—“hurting you?”
It takes her a while to answer. “N-no.”
“Good,” I muse, caressing her cheek. “This chain isn’t for pain. It’s for pleasure.” When she looks down, I tip her chin up. “For both of us.”
I inch closer and plant my lips on hers, making her feel just how much she’s tempted me to fall. God, I know it’s fucking wrong, but I can’t stop myself from wanting her. From taking her.
My kisses are greedy and uncontrollable. All consuming. All empowering.
When I take my lips off hers, she’s no longer tense, and she no longer looks frightened.
So I get up, still holding the chain firmly in my hand. When I tug, she crawls across the floor. Fuck. I love the sight of it so much that I let her continue … guiding her all the way back to the bed where I sit down and pat my lap.
“Come,” I say.
When she stands up, I admire her body and her tight nipples.
I pull her toward me with my hands around her waist. Then I cover her hard nipple with my mouth … and twist the other with my thumb and index finger. After a while, she can’t stop herself from mewling with delight. I love the sound so much that I do the same to the other nipple, alternating until her face has flushed and my cock is hard again.
Fucking her pretty little mouth wasn’t enough for me.
I need to have her body too.
All of it.
My hand slides down her belly, drawing a line all the way down to her pussy, which is already soaking wet and waiting for me. I slide my index finger down her slit and push into her opening. Her mouth opens, but no sound comes out. Instead, her cheeks turn red, and her body tightens under my grip.
I increase the pace and start rubbing her clit with my thumb too, making sure she’s ready for me. When I take my finger out of her, she lets out an audible gasp, and I quickly grasp her by her waist and pull her toward me.
“Sit,” I say.
When she doesn’t move, I grab the chain and draw her near me. Finally, she gets it and straddles my lap. Down she goes … and when my cock enters her body, I groan.