Indebted - Piper Stone Page 0,74

head from side to side, trying to calm my breathing.

“Open your pretty pussy lips for me.”

“Yes, sir.” I did as he asked, the action more embarrassing than anything I’d done, using my own fingers to pull back my pussy lips until I was fully exposed.

“Good girl.”

My body swaying, I spread my lips as open as possible, shuddering as I heard the whinnying of the horses.

“Such beautiful pink lips and you’re right, very wet.” As he brought me closer, he slid his fingers to my bottom, the grip just as firm, a single finger flicking across the base of the anal plug. “Good girl.” Chuckling darkly, he dragged his tongue around his lips then pulled me even closer, burying his face into my pussy.

He held me in place, feasting on my tender flesh as he licked and sucked. He swirled his tongue around my clit several times before sucking, guttural sounds escaping his mouth.

I threw my head back, panting, my legs quivering. Every inch of skin was on fire, my mind shutting down as waves of pleasure swept up from my toes.

“God. Oh, God. Oh...” I tried to keep my fingers where he’d ordered them to be, but the incredible bliss was too much. I was tossed into raw ecstasy as he moved his head from side to side, sucking and licking in a crazed manner. He was unbridled, his tongue lapping my cream. Even the feel of his teeth scraping against my flesh was a powerful aphrodisiac, yanking me toward true salvation.

He was completely relaxed, taking his time to lick up and down languidly, all the while making animalistic sounds.

There was no way of knowing how long he held me, bringing me to the point of climax then rubbing his lips against my thigh before starting all over again. I was so ready to come I wanted to scream. To beg him. To promise anything.

“Please... I’m just,” I managed, my heart racing, little timebombs going off inside my mind. Even beads of perspiration had formed on my upper lip as the minutes went on.

And he was simply enjoying himself, knowing what control he had over me.

I knew better than to ask him to allow me to come, but my legs were trembling to the point I was no longer certain I could remain standing. I lolled my head, gasping for air as the pleasure drove my body to an erratic state, every nerve ending frazzled.

“Please let me come. Please.” As I peered down through my haze, I could see the evil glint in his eyes, the full control he loved more than anything. He knew exactly what he was doing to me and the way my body would respond. He’d explored every inch, learning all the nuances and how I’d react.

He was the master of control, a man unable to let go.

And that made me want him all that much more.

With every swipe of his tongue, my mind wandered to all the nasty things I wanted him to do to me. Nothing made any sense but the hunger that we both felt, the need to share every wicked concept. I didn’t care where he fucked me, as long as he did. I wanted everyone to watch us, to know how incredible it was.

The insanity of my thinking remained somewhere in the forefront of my mind, but at that moment, I didn’t give a shit. I just wanted him to fuck me, use me.

Growling, he rubbed his mouth back and forth across my stomach then lifted my leg, placing my thigh over his shoulder. He said no words as he buried his face once again, this time pressing several fingers inside, plunging in savage jabs.

“Oh, God. Oh... I can’t take it. I just...” Taking deep breaths, there was no way to hold back. None. “Please. Please.”

He smacked me several additional times, the pain mixing with the extreme pleasure, pushing me into a state of nirvana. “Wait,” he hissed, blowing across my pussy as he continued driving his fingers deep inside, flexing them open as my muscles curled around them.

“I... Oh...” Words were no longer possible, my mind swimming. He added a fourth finger, thrusting hard and fast. “I can’t. I just can’t... I...”

Gabriel jerked my leg, the growl erupting from his throat menacing. “You will or face harsh punishment.”

Everything about this moment was surreal and I tried to float away, forcing my body to obey, but it betrayed me. The climax ripped through me, tearing at my very soul. I threw