TWENTY-EIGHT
KASHTON
“Such a good angel,” I praise her after she comes a third time.
I lift her head, and it lolls in my hand when I unfasten the buckle, pulling the gag from her lips. Drool drips from it as I toss it to the floor. Then I pull the hood up off her head and lay her back down.
Her eyes are closed, and she’s gasping for breath while her body trembles. Removing the AirPods, I hear the song still playing as I throw them onto the bed.
“Hey, pretty angel,” I say, running my knuckles down her flushed cheek, over the indentation the strap from the ball gag left. “Open your eyes, Eve. Look at me.”
Her heavy lashes flutter a couple of times, trying to open.
“Good girl.” I smile at her. “You did so good.”
Licking her lips, she tries to readjust herself, but I’ve still got her arms cuffed behind her back and her legs in the spreader bar. “Pl-ease,” she begs softly and her heavy eyes fall closed.
She’s worn out. Exhausted from coming so hard for me.
I pick up the chain lying across her chest and pull on it, and she cries out. “Want me to stop, angel?”
She nods, sniffling.
“Words.” I pull on it more, and her back rises off the bed.
“Please…I can’t, Kash…please.” Her tear-filled eyes are on mine.
Letting go of the chain, I undo the nipple clamps and then reach between her legs. I turn the vibrator slowly, and she whimpers, her breath hitching. “Know what I want, Eve?”
“Anything,” she gasps.
I smile. I always get what I want. “For you to be my date this weekend.”
She nods. “Ok-ay.”
“Okay what?” I use my free hand and lift the rubber band around her left thigh and let it go. The knotted section where I tied it slaps against her skin, and she cries out. I do it again, and she’s trembling. “Okay what?”
“I’ll”—deep breath—“be your date.”
“Good girl.” I lean down and press my lips to hers, and as I expected, she parts them, rising up to meet me with need.
I let go of the vibrator and cup her face, deepening the kiss. Our tongues dance while she moans into my mouth. Fuck, she tastes so good. Like every dark fantasy I’ve ever had and a shot of hope that maybe I won’t have to live this life all alone. That she’ll be my forever.
I pull away and remove the vibrator from her pussy. She slumps into the bed with a soft cry, and then I undo her ankles from the spreader bar but leave her heels on.
Quickly, I undress and crawl back between her shaking legs. I spread them wide with mine and slide my hard cock into her with a groan. Lowering my body to hers, I hook my arms behind her knees. “Who do you belong to, angel?” I whisper, slowly rocking my hips back and forth, fucking her soaked cunt.
“You,” she answers breathlessly, arching her back.
I lower my lips and gently kiss her neck, feeling her pulse race. “Mine,” I promise her. “Come again for me, Eve.”
She sucks in a ragged breath. “I can’t.”
“Yes, you can.” I sit up and run my hands over her shaking legs. Grabbing both rubber bands, I pull them from her thighs and let them go.
She cries out, and I smile, loving the bruises already forming on her perfect skin.
“I want my cock covered in my girl’s cum,” I tell her. Pulling out of her pussy, I slap it, and her body shudders. “Beg me, angel.” I do it again, and she’s gasping. “Beg me to let you come.”
