Chapter 61
My teeth marks from the previous night are beautifully highlighted on her inner thigh. Red with a touch of blue surrounding the bruised flesh. There will be more tomorrow.
My kink.
The one I didn't share with Nathanial years ago. But Monroe had his ways and it didn't take him long to use Shibari to expose my kink. He never batted an eye. He encouraged me to bite and bite hard. For something that embarrassed me so much back then, Monroe didn't have my inhibitions. To him, sex and its varied intricacies are to be celebrated and not hidden.
I move back on the bed while pulling Angel down, turning her body so her back rests against the duvet. "Hands above your head. Don't bring them down."
My knee feels much better, which makes it easier to straddle her waist. I separate her hair to either side of her shoulders, dividing each heavy wave into three strands. I meticulously braid her hair, starting the weave close to her head. When the first braid is finished, I lift it into one of her hands. "Hold tight."
I continue until the other side is completed. When she's holding both plaits across her bare chest, I have her let go so I can wrap the upper part under her arms and around, circling her arms with each length of hair until I rest the ends in her palm again.
"Your job is to hold tight. Do not let go."
"Yes, Zach," she says with the finest quake in her sexy voice.
I move down her body so I'm now straddling her legs with my mouth is at her breast. I take one pink nipple between my teeth and extend it to the point of pain.
"Ahhh," she moans on a sigh.
I apply the sharp pressure of my teeth and then release her. "Your safe word is important. I trust you to use it."
Her eyes open and the blue depths pull me in. She nods slowly and it's enough so I know she understood me. I take the other nipple between my teeth, circle it with my tongue, and then nip... hard.
Her cry of pain goes straight to my cock. The next time, we'll play for hours in the dungeon. Not today. Today it's about learning each other, and I doubt I could handle the delay of moving her to the dungeon. My cock craves the feel of her tight pussy and the sliding warmth of wet, velvety flesh. I move myself so I'm beside her and trail a hand down her body while I watch her expression. Her lips form an O when I pull one leg wide and sink two fingers into her. Liquid silk oozes over my fingers while I play in her sweet, thick depths.
I release her breast and trail small biting kisses down her stomach until my nose rests above her bare, pink flesh where I fully inhale her scent. I flick my tongue and take a taste. She squirms and squeals as I increase the pressure and lap at the sweet heat she's making for me. I slap my palm sharply on her thigh when she wiggles a bit too much. "Remain still. You don't have permission to move." Her naughtiness is at an end. I know from experience with Monroe that he would never put up with her shit.
"Yes, Zach!" she practically screams.
"Don't forget-do not come." I love this part of the D/s dynamic. It's a wonderful way to punish. The look of longing on a woman's face when she fights an orgasm rocks me clear to my soul. Angel is fighting like a good little sub.
"Yes...ahh." She closes her eyes and leans her head back so the expanse of her throat attracts my attention. I suck on the hood of her clit while moving my hand to her throat. She goes completely still as I add pressure. Her breathing grows harsh as I restrict her air supply. She looks at me with so much trust and I feel it clear in my balls. Watching her expression, I suck her clit back between my lips and add in the pressure of my teeth. Her hips push against my mouth and I smile while letting up on her throat so she can breathe. I allow her to calm before increasing the intensity once more. This time, I watch her face go blue and still she looks at me with absolute trust. When I release my hold, her hips pump frantically and I know she's entirely too close to misbehaving. To punish her for orgasming would be sweet, but I want it delayed. I slide my fingers from her pussy and release her clit. Her folds are swollen and delightfully wet. I continue licking as she gains control of herself. The taste of her drives me wild and a heaviness pools in my balls. Now I'm the one holding back a groan.
"I can't!" she begs while tossing her head side to side on the pillow.
"You will," I order. I lift her legs and loop them over my shoulders so I can slide my tongue along her pussy until I'm almost at her ass. She bucks and I stop with a low chuckle. I find the condom she had waiting and rip the package with my teeth. Angel's pleading gaze follows my movements as I slide the rubber over my engorged and needy cock.
I place my hands beneath her ass, lift her up higher, and slam her forward onto my dick. Her expression goes from tortured to paradise and she smiles shyly before she glances down at our joined bodies. I admit the sight of my cock buried in her pussy is at the precipice of what I can handle.
Reaching up, I grab her hands, bringing her fingers to her glistening center. She's still holding onto the ends of her braids, so I tug them loose. "Fuck yourself with only one finger while I unbraid your hair," I whisper while I try to draw oxygen into my lungs.
She sighs with frustration, which causes me to laugh. The laugh turns to a sharp gasp when her fingers graze my cock. I tap her gently on the cheek with one finger. "Disobey again and you won't like my punishment."
She does as she's told and her finger slowly slides between her swollen folds while I methodically unbraid her hair. I take my time because I know she's using every technique she knows to hold back an orgasm. When I'm finished, I roll to the side and flip her over suddenly, disregarding her unladylike grunt. The sweet swell of her ass rises, and I position myself behind her.
"Move your ass back against me but keep your face against the cover." Ignoring her displayed pussy, I fan the glorious waves of her hair over her back, draping it on top of my thighs. I lean forward, grab her hair just above the nape of her neck, and pull back, thrusting my hips forward until I'm cock deep inside her. I don't give her time to adjust to the invasion and ride her hard, my balls slapping rhythmically against her pussy.
It doesn't take long for me to demand on a groan, "Come for me, Angel."
In moments, the pulsing of her inner muscles locks around my cock. Releasing her hair, I lean forward and pull her upper body from the bed. My teeth find the soft skin between her shoulder and neck. I bite down hard. Her scream causes her pussy to tighten even more, and she milks the last bit of cum from my cock.
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