Once she’s removed her socks and underwear, she turns to face me, her arms crossed over her chest. Her breathing has picked up, and her shoulders begin to shake. It’s rather cold outside, buteven more so in here.
A gust of wind howls and tree branches scratch the outside of the structure and windows, making her jump.
I bend down and gather her clothes, tossing them onto the tomb next to my bag. “Turn around,” I command, and she quickly does so without arguing.
She rubs her hands up and down her arms, trying to warm herself as I unzip my bag and pull out a few things before putting her clothes in it.
“Place your hands behind your back.”
She takes a shaky breath before doing as she’s told. I tie her wrists together with a small leather belt and then grab my next item. I reach over the top of her head, gently setting the thick leather around her delicate neck, and move her hair to the side while I buckle the collar in place.
Placing my hands on her shoulders, I turn her to face me. Heavy green eyes glance up at me. I hook my finger into the collar’s silver ring and pull her body flush with mine. My free hand comes up and brushes my knuckles along her cold cheek.
“Beautiful,” I praise her. She’s fucking stunning. From the moment I saw her on theIsabellathat night, I wanted this woman to be mine in every way.
“Kash?” she whispers.
“Yeah, angel?” My thumb runs over her trembling lips.
She parts them for me and wraps them around my thumb. I push it into her mouth, groaning when she sucks on it. I’m so fucking hard for her. I knew I’d find her at the cemetery. My girl is so predictable.
Pulling it free, she says, “Play with me.”
“On your knees,” I command, stepping back from her.
Without hesitation, she drops to the cold concrete and tilts her head back, glancing up at me. She looks like a fallen angel. A beautiful woman kneeling on a dirty floor with her mouth open and hands tied. Her chest is pushed forward and her nipples are hard. She’s sitting and waiting patiently to be used. My pretty angel has been trained to do so.
Instead of undoing my jeans, I just unzip them and pull my hard cock through the opening, freeing it from the constricting material.
She parts her lips, leaning forward, and I smile down at her, pushing her hair from her face. Then I slide two fingers into her waiting mouth. I push them to the back of her throat, and she gags. Pulling away, she breathes. “I’m sorry.” Her eyes are wide with fear that she’s disappointed me.
“No need to apologize, angel.” I give her a soft smile. “We’re going to work on that.” Forty-eight uninterrupted hours of my girl on her knees has pre-cum dripping from my dick.
Eve nods. “Yes, sir.”
I slap the side of her face gently and cut off her moan as I shove my fingers back into her mouth. “Open wide. Show me how much you want me to fuck your mouth, Eve.”
Adjusting herself on her knees, she parts her lips wider and sticks hertongue out farther while her eyes remain looking up at me. They look as desperate as her mouth is needy.
I stick a third finger in, and she blinks rapidly. “Come on, Eve. I want to see that pretty face covered with drool and tears. You want to make me proud, don’t you?”
“Mm-hmm,” she mumbles as I rub them against the inside of her cheeks and the roof of her mouth, exploring, letting her get used to the invasion.
“Such a pretty pet on your knees. Tell me you want to be used.” I remove them and slap her face again.
“Ple-ase,” she begs desperately.
I slap her once more, her other cheek this time. She responds beautifully to pain. My plan isn’t to hurt her. Just test how much she can take. And I can tell she likes it because she’s not pulling away or even flinching when I do it. “Please what?”
“Please,” she whines, shuffling on her knees. The poor thing can’t sit still. “Please fuck me. I need you to fuck me.” Her shoulders tremble. “I want you to play with me.”
I smile, shoving my fingers back into her mouth, and she gags once more. I give her atskingsound. “You’re going to spend a lot of time with your mouth full for the next two days, angel.”
She tries to nod, but she can’t with my fingers down her throat. I pull them out, and drool drips down her chin, hitting her heaving chest. I grab a hold of my dick, and her eyes grow heavier at the thought of me fucking her face.
I slide into her mouth, and she wraps her lips around me, hungry and needy for it.
I grab a hold of her hair while I force my cock down her throat. “Goddamn,” I hiss. It’s so fucking tight. “Open wide,” I tell her. “I’ll do all the work, angel. Just kneel and let me fuck you.”
