Page 51 of Chained By Fate (Dark Billionaires: Vegas #1)
“Matt, please…” I begged, my voice raw and ragged. “I can’t… I need to… come. Please, untie me…”
But Matt, the beautiful, merciless bastard, just chuckled against my ear, his breath sending shivers down my spine. “Not yet, pet,” he purred, his voice a delicious rumble that resonated through every fiber of my being. “You can wait a little longer.”
With a swift, almost brutal movement, he pulled out of me. Before I could even process the loss, he’d spun me around, pressing my back against his chest. I could feel the solid thump of his heart against my spine, a steady, maddening rhythm that seemed to mock my own wildly pounding pulse.
“Look at you, so gorgeous and desperate.” His breath ghosted over my ear. “Now let’s see just how much you can come.”
And then he was inside me again, his cock a ruthless invader that stretched and filled me in the most delicious way imaginable.
I had to lean back against him for support, my legs no longer capable of holding me up.
Matt’s arms wrapped around me, his strong hands splayed across my chest, holding me tight as he began to move again.
I could feel every inch of him, his cock like a hot, steel rod inside me, the friction sending sparks of pleasure shooting through my veins.
It was overwhelming, the pleasure mixed with the pain of restraint at my cock, the silk tie still binding me tightly.
“Fuck, please…” I couldn’t form a coherent sentence; my brain was mush as Matt’s fingers trailed down my chest, his touch both soothing and electrifying.
I whimpered as he traced the outline of the silk tie, still constricting me, before he whispered in my ear, “Are you ready to come, pet?”
I wanted to scream ‘yes’ and beg him to release me, but my body was beyond my control. All I could manage was a nod, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
Matt’s breath was hot on my ear as he murmured, “Let’s see just how much you can come, pet.”
His lips were on my neck, kissing and sucking at the sensitive skin as his hands roamed over my body, holding me close as he drove into me again and again. And then I felt it—the gentle tug as he began to untie the silk tie from my cock.
The sensation was electric, a rush of blood flowing back into my throbbing member as the tie fell away. I was so close, so fucking close, and when Matt’s hand wrapped around my shaft, stroking me in time with his thrusts, I knew I was done for.
“Come for me, pet,” Matt commanded darkly, his hand stroking my cock.
And I did. With a hoarse cry, I tumbled over the edge, my cock throbbing and twitching in his hand, my orgasm ripping through me with the force of a freight train.
My cum sprayed into the air, hitting the shower wall with a splatter as my body shook with the intensity of my release, my mind white with pleasure.
It was explosive, like nothing I’d ever felt before.
Wave after wave of pleasure flooded my senses, leaving me mindless, boneless, completely at his mercy.
And then Matt was coming too, his cock pulsing deep inside me as he filled me with his seed, the sensation of him coming undone inside me only drawing out my own pleasure.
I was gasping for air, my heart pounding in my chest as the aftershocks of my orgasm continued to ripple through my body. Matt’s arms were around me, holding me up, his breath hot against my neck as we both struggled to catch our breath.
“You’re incredible, pet,” he murmured, his voice filled with awe and admiration. “So fucking beautiful when you come undone.”
I couldn’t speak, could barely even think. All I could do was lean back against him, my body still trembling from the force of my orgasm and let the pleasure wash over me. It was all-consuming, a tidal wave of sensation that left me utterly spent.
Finally, he released my wrists, and the blood rushed back to my numb hands.
I brought them up to rub my sore wrists, relieved to be free of the restraints, when Matt’s hand cupped my jaw, tilting my head up to capture my lips in a hungry, searing kiss.
Electricity shot through me, my tired body sparked to life under his assault.
His tongue delved into my mouth, demanding and passionate, leaving me no time to recover.
Before I knew what was happening, Matt had hoisted me up, lifting me off the ground until my feet were dangling. He pressed me against the wall, his powerful body caging me in. I couldn’t catch my breath, couldn’t think, my mind a haze of desire as his cock filled me once more.
His kisses were frantic, fierce, and I knew it wouldn’t be long.
Our lips barely parted as he pounded into me, our breaths mingling, my soft grunts and moans muffled by his mouth.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck to keep from slipping to the floor as he fucked me against the wall.
The shower water pelted us, steam billowing around us, cloaking us in a hot, blurry haze.
My skin was oversensitive; every touch, every slap of skin, every thrust of his cock inside me sent shots of pleasure straight to my cock.
My exhausted whimpers turned to desperate moans as he relentlessly pursued his release.
I was delirious, my body still buzzing from the earlier restraint and sex.
I closed my eyes, clutching at his broad shoulders as he continued to pound into me.
I vaguely wondered how long we’d been at it, how long he’d been fucking me, but I didn’t care.
I was lost in a haze of pleasure and sensation, my world narrowed to the feel of him inside me, the sound of our mingled gasps and groans, the hot spray of the shower, and the slick slide of our sweaty skin.
I lost count of how many times I came, my body jerking and spasming around his, my cock twitching against his abs, spurting my release between us, over and over again, until I couldn’t anymore.
I was exhausted, my mind blank, my body boneless, but Matt kept going, his thrusts incessant, his grip on my hips possessive.
And finally, his movements stuttered, his grip tightened, and his release pulsed hot and wet inside me. My eyes fluttered closed, knowing I’d be out before my head even hit the pillow.