"Perfect," I whisper in her ear, and I'm rewarded with another tremor that makes my dick pulse and strain against the fine wool of my dress pants.
When my fingertip traces the length of her slit and I find her slick and ready for me, my breath catches in my throat. Adeline's already turned on by this, and I've just gotten started.
Oh, this is going to be fun, I think to myself.
She's responsive.Really responsive. And once again, she manages to surprise me.
My fingertip finds her swollen, little nub, and I rub her gently. She inhales sharply, her head falling back against my shoulder. Her lips are only a few inches away from my jaw, and I can feel her sharp pants against my neck.
Normally, all this skin-to-skin contact would have me overwhelmed and on the verge of panic, but all I can think about in this moment is Adeline and how much I want to make her feel good before I take what's mine.
Sexy, little moans erupt from her full lips as I caress her clit with my fingertips. Her fingernails dig into the flesh of her thighs, and I know she's struggling with my demands not to touch me.
A small moan escapes her lips for only a moment, before she slams her jaw shut, muffling the sound. My free hand immediately wraps around her throat, holding her head against my chest as her back arches. "I want to hear you," I hiss into her hair that smells divine, like a ripe peach.
I can feel her pulse thundering under the pad of my thumb as my fingers strum her like a finely tuned instrument. Her mouth opens on its own volition, and this time she can't contain the almost scream erupting from her throat.
Fuck.
My hand tightens around her throat, but not to the point of hurting her. Nevertheless, a little bit of panic has her hands moving towards my hand. I immediately stop manipulating her clit, and her hands stop before she can touch me. Eventually, they return to her thighs, and I continue strumming her, wanting to elicit her beautiful moans once more.
"Good girl," I growl in her ear as her fingernails dig into her thighs again. "I want you to come for me," I demand, wanting to hear her screams more than anything I've ever wanted before.
It's not long before she tenses up and cries out, her entire body trembling against me as she comes on command. I hold her against me, keeping her upright when her knees threaten to buckle. I can't help but smirk against her hair at the powerful orgasm I just gave her.
After she calms down and her breathing returns to almost normal, I pull back from her, leaving her on unsteady legs. "Go lay on the bed," I tell her before walking over to the closet on the other side of the room. After gathering several long and colorful scarves, I come back into the room and allow myself a few moments to drink in the sight of her lying in the middle of the king-sized bed, waiting for me.
She's painfully beautiful and sexy as fuck wearing only a thong and shaking like a leaf. Long gone is the confident lioness she was when I first walked in the door. Now, she's a shy and timid, little mouse.
Her eyes widen as she catches sight of the scarves in my hands as I approach the bed. "W-what are those f-for?" she asks, her shuddering worsening.
"I need to tie you up," I state, not bothering to elaborate any more than that. I have my reasons for wanting to tie her up. I have to be the one in charge of accepting what's happening to me. I have to be in control of everything, and I can't risk her touching me when I'm not ready.
Placing the bundle of silk on the nightstand beside me, I take one, blue and yellow scarf in my hands, stretching the material and almost groaning at the thought of tying Adeline up with it. She will look so perfect trussed up in this bed. It will be a memory I will keep with me forever…long after she's gone.
But when I reach for her wrist, she snatches her hand away from me at the last second.
"Please, Lucien. Don't."
My name on her lips and her terror-filled tone catch my attention. My gaze snaps up to meet her pretty face. The undiluted fear in her gaze has me hesitating. She's staring at the scarf in my hand like it's a snake waiting to strike.
My grip tightens on the scarf in my hands, and I breathe in and out as slowly as I can. I've always tied up the girls I purchased, because I can't take the risk. None of the women before her ever had a problem with being tied up. It was all just part of the deal.
I know I should just force her to obey me. After all, I bought her. She's mine to do with whatever I please.
But at the same time, I know exactly what she's going through right now. Horrible memories of my past barrage me, and I'm barely able to contain them.
My breathing picks up and turns into sharp, harsh pants as I tighten my grip on the scarf in my hands, threatening to rip the material.
"Lucien," Adeline's voice reaches me through the darkness…a light at the end of a very dark universe.
When my eyes snap open, I gaze down at the breathtaking beauty below me.
"It's okay. You can…you can tie me up," she says, the tremor in her voice giving her away instantly.
Shaking my head, I eventually relinquish the scarf, letting it fall to the floor at my feet. Angry with myself for not taking the control I need, I motion to her hands and demand, "Keep your hands wrapped around the bedframe." When she gives me several quick nods, I add vehemently, "Don't youdaremove them."
Watching her small hands wrap around the metal bars doesn't make me feel the least bit better, though, and I realize it's because a part of me wants to know what it would feel like to have her hands on me. Her fingers spearing through my dark hair, pulling my face down close to hers. Our lips locking in a searing kiss…something I've never allowed myself to partake in before.
