Page 226 of Love Me in the Dark

“You’ve been fucked before, right?” he asked, sliding his hand up and down his shaft.

I nodded, pressing my knees together harder.

“Open your legs like a good girl, Gabby and I’ll take the shock collar off before I make you come.” He tapped my knees. “Or be a bad girl, and I’ll crank it up again and make you scream.”

I should have been scared. Fear should have shaken me to my very core. But somehow, when he looked down at me with that firmness in his jaw, my body softened to him. It was confusing and horrifying. What the fuck was he doing to me? Was he pumping my food full of drugs? How the fuck could I possibly find anything arousing in this situation?

But there I was, spreading my legs for him and exposing my wetness.

He licked his lips as he swept his gaze over my pussy. “You’re a good girl, Gabby, even when you don’t want to be.”

He lowered himself to his belly until his face hovered over my pussy. “Keep your hands out of my way,” he warned just before he swept his tongue through my folds, then flicked my clit with the tip of his tongue.

I moaned and the sudden pleasure washed over me. It was just enough to make the collar vibrate, but no zap.

He chuckled. “Hmm, maybe I was too nice to lower it.” With two fingers, he pulled my pussy lips apart and took my clit between his teeth, biting down gently before sucking it. Again I groaned, completely lost to the pleasure he gave. This time, I was too loud, and a sharp electric shock zapped my neck.

“That good?” He thrust two fingers into my entrance, aiming them downward as he plunged in and retracted. I clenched my teeth, holding back the sounds trying to climb out of my throat. He continued plowing in and out with his fingers while swirling his hot tongue around my clit.

“Don’t come yet, pup. If you do, I’ll have to punish you. You don’t come until I tell you to,” he muttered, barely taking his mouth off of my pussy.

My mind brought forth the memory of his belt lashing against my ass. It should have been a deterrent, but instead, it only drove me closer to the edge. My body coiled into a tight spring, ready to bounce to the ceiling at any minute.

“Such a good girl.” He kissed the inside of my thigh, scraping his teeth over my skin lightly. His devious blue eyes locked on mine as he looked up the length of my body at me. “Let’s see if you can keep being good.”

He crawled up my body as though he were hunting me down. Didn’t he realize he already had me? I was locked to his bed, and my body was already singing to his tune.

The round tip of his cock pressed against my entrance, snapping my attention back to the present instead of wandering out in the cloud of pleasure.

“I’m going to fuck you and you’re going to come.” His full lips spread wide. “Feel free to scream when you do.”

He plowed into me with one powerful thrust. I instinctively grabbed his shoulders as his cock filled me, stretched me. Slowly, he pulled back, but before he was completely gone from my body, he rocked forward. I yelped, a small sound that triggered a light shock.

“Fuck, I love that sound.” He groaned and thrust into me again and again, harder and harder, faster and faster. I spread my legs farther, trying to accommodate his size and his speed.

“Oh!” I cried out, another zap, stronger this time, but it only drove me farther toward him. He reached between our bodies.

“Come, Gabby. Come for me, Gabby!” he cheered me on, as though I were his little puppy he was trying to get to crawl across the room.

My legs shook. Intense pressure built.

“Good girrrrll,” he groaned, plowing even harder as he rubbed my clit.

“Fuck!” I screamed, almost oblivious to the shock of the collar as my orgasm ripped through my body, shaking my muscles, and firing off impulses between nerves.

“So, good.” He kissed my cheek. He rocked forward again, plowing once, twice, three more times before stilling over me as his cock unloaded all of his hot cum into my pussy. He grunted, then fell forward, his head on the pillow beside me, his dick still lodged in my cunt.

Quietly, he reached beneath my head and worked open the lock on the collar and pulled it free from my throat. He pushed himself up on one elbow and moved my head back and to the side.

“Good. No marks.” He eased himself out of me and climbed off the bed. I watched him, unsure of what was coming next. Unsure of the mixture of horror and pleasure rolling around in my chest. A thick lock of hair fell forward, covering his left eye as he pulled up his jeans.

It was then that a name blasted from the back of my mind.

“David.”

He jerked his head up to stare at me, shock written all over his face.

“David, right? That’s your name.” I sat up, slowly at first, because of the tenderness in both my ass and now my pussy.