Sweet Little Lies (Dirty Little Lies Duet #2) - J.D. Hollyfield Page 0,22
will respect me. Submit to me. Do you understand?”
Another lash. “Yes. Yes,” I pant, unable to catch my breath.
“Not good enough. Yes, what?”
I remember from the first night here. The way the woman addressed the man. “Master.”
“Ah…she finally learns.” He drops the whip, and before I can calculate his next move, his lips are pressed against the welts and soothing my stinging flesh. He has a death grip on my thighs, his fingers mere inches from my sex. A current of need pulsates through me. “Do you need attention, pet? Want me to take care of the ache in that sweet cunt? My cunt?”
“Yes, please.” I cry out in desperation as his fingers dig into my thigh. “Yes, Master.”
“As you wish, little bird.” He grabs at my hips and raises my ass up, propping my knees on the bed. His hands disappear from my waist, only to grab at my cheeks and spread them apart. “Look at my beautiful ass. One day, I will own this ass. Fuck you here until you scream.” His finger grazes over my puckered hole, and I clench. “Stop. You don’t get to hide this from me.” My ears perk up in nervous anticipation as I listen to his movements. Before I can question what his intentions are, he leans over me, unlatching my restraints.
“Up. On all fours like a good little pet.” An inferno of heat swirls in my belly. The way he speaks to me causes me to soak the inside of my thighs. I pull my body up and lock myself in place. My head turns to watch his next move when his hand reaches in front of me and forces my mouth open with an object.
“I believe you know what to do.” My heart hammers as I open my mouth and take in the butt plug, soaking it with my saliva. He works it in and out to tease me, wanting me to remember our night together. “That’s my girl. Work yourself up for me.” The plug suddenly disappears from my mouth, along with the heat of him as he kneels behind me. He spreads me once again and presses the coolness of the glass plug to my opening. “Relax.” I try to obey, but I start to panic when he slowly pushes the object inside me. It’s foreign, and I’m not sure I like it. Gabriel smacks my ass, and it sends a jolt of pleasure to my sex.
“Fucking beautiful.” The bed shifts as he climbs off. The mirrored wall in front of me allows me to watch as he undresses. All male, regal and terrifying. When he drops his pants, I gasp.
“If you make a sound, I will tie you back up and gag you. I will stop fucking you and leave you here until the ache becomes so bad, you’re forced to rub your cunt against the sheets to get off.”
He climbs back on the bed, aligning himself at my opening. Claiming a handful of my hair, he guides my head back so I have no other choice but to lock eyes with him, then thrusts into me.
There’s no way I can stay silent. My cunt stretches wide to accommodate him, and I scream out in pleasure. He’s so big. Too big. My body can’t take it all. He pulls out, then drives back in. “Still so tight. Tell me, have you been saving yourself for me, little bird?”
I have. “Yes,” I pant, pushing back into him. The plug intensifies my arousal. I’ve never felt so full.
“Has anyone at school had a taste of what’s mine?”
“No. No one—ahhh,” I whimper as he tugs my head back, allowing him to go deeper.
“That’s right. Feel my cock inside you. So deep. I’m branding you. Fuck.” He becomes wild then, slamming into me with such force, I become dizzy. In and out, he drives harder, faster. I’m about to fly off the edge of euphoria. I’ve never been taken so roughly, so intensely. I fear I’m about to blackout. My orgasm takes me by force. My body starts to seize, and white lights shoot behind my eyes. I scream so hard as I orgasm, losing all sense of reality. Gabriel is close to breaking me when he pulls out, and warmth spreads up my back. I collapse.
“Shit,” he growls, falling over me, battling to catch his breath. “You okay?” I can’t answer. I’m not okay. Quickly he sits up and lifts me, cradling me in his arms. “Hey, stay with me