He bellowed at the lance of pain. “Goddammit!”
I soothed the hurt with my tongue over both peaks, giving a few extra licks to bring him back to pleasure. When I looked up, tears seeped over the sides of his face into his hair. I took his face in my hands.
“Are you all right, baby?” I asked, worry constricting in my chest. Had I been too much? “Use the safe word if I need to stop.” My voice was laced with trepidation.
He looked at me with his beautiful brown eyes, his jaw a hard line. “No.”
A smilecurled my lips, as I bent down to lick the moisture away. Reaching up, I grabbed his wrists where the cuffs bit into his skin.
“I’m going to uncuff you, but you’re going to do exactly what I say, yes?” I asked.
He nodded, and I flicked the cuffs open, rubbing his tender flesh. I moved off the bed and down to his feet, where I undid those cuffs, as well. He raised his head to look at me as I backed up, my body even with the far edge of the nightstand.
I snapped my fingers before resting my hands on my hips. “On your knees.”
Ryan scrambled from the bed and knelt on the floor at my feet. He was flawless, and he naturally lowered his head instead of looking up at me. I let him stay like that as I took in the smooth curves of his shoulders and back, down over his firm ass. My mouth watered at the thought of taking a bite out of that ass.
Threading a hand through his hair, I pushed him lower to the floor. “Swear your loyalty to me, my prince.”
He reached out to me, his hands hovering over my legs. “May I, ma’am?” he asked cautiously.
“Yes, you may.”
He ran his hands agonizingly from my thighs to the tops of my heels, and my eyes fell closed at his touch.
“May I speak, mistress?”
“Fuck,” I groaned. That voice was my undoing. “Yes,” I hissed.
“I’m yours to command, my queen,” he professed. “Any wish you can dream up would be my pleasure to fulfill. I’ll kneel before you and do your bidding until my last breath.”
Oh my fucking god. My eyes shot open, and I looked down at him just in time to see his lips drop a kiss on the top of my glossy black pumps. I was supposed to be the one incontrol here, but he had me almost dropping to my knees with him.
Steadying my breathing, I placed a finger under his chin and lifted his face upward to meet my gaze. He blinked up at me, waiting for instruction like the good sub he was. “Beg to taste me,” I commanded.
He sucked in a breath. “Please let me taste your sweet pussy, mistress. I’ll die if I don’t right now.”
I hoisted a leg up on the end table and pulled the thin fabric of my thong to the side, not caring if my heels scratched the wood. “Yes.”
He dove into me, his fingers gouging into my ass as he drilled his tongue into my soaked cunt. I shrieked at his invasion, finally allowing myself to feel good, too, as I rode his face.
His mouth was everywhere, and when he focused on my clit, latching on with his lips, I almost lost it. I yanked his head back by his hair just before I fell over the edge. He was dripping with me, and I was captivated by the exquisite mess that he was.
I bent down and licked myself off him as he groaned into my mouth. “On your back,” I demanded.
Ryan situated himself on the floor of the bedroom and I tore my thong down my legs. I squatted over him, his cock positioned at my entrance. “Hands up.”
He lifted them to me and I grabbed his wrists, slamming them into the floor above his head as I sank down on his length. He groaned at the movement and finally being inside me. I admired the way the muscles in his chest were pulled rigid with his wrists secured by my hands.
I rolled my hips, our breaths becoming synchronous. His eyes were fixed on my bouncing tits as I picked up my pace and angled my body so his dick hit the perfect spot inside me that would shoot me into oblivion.
“Come with me, darling,” I begged. “Fall with me.”
“Fuck, fuck, Raven!” he whimpered.
He released inside me, coating my walls just as I crested and stars dotted my vision. I rode out my orgasm and collapsed on top of him, my pussy rippling with aftershocks.
We were a heaving jumble of tangled limbs on the floor and I was utterly spent, too tired to move.
