Page 56 of Pretty Vengeance

Lowering myself to the mattress between the black leather restraints, I wait.

Jamie sheds his clothes and climbs on the bed. When he grips my left wrist, excitement overwhelms me. But I’m a little torn, too, as he secures it in the cuff. His golden body is so gorgeous, my fingers are greedy for his muscles. I love touching him. As the second restraint closes on my other wrist, I lose my chance.

He pulls the slack from the chains, and my arms are pulled overhead and locked in position. The tug on my muscles and joints causes butterflies in my stomach. This is serious. And seriously sexy.

Reaching over to the nightstand, he grabs a stainless steel bulb, a small silicone-capped vibrator, and a pump bottle of lube. Gooseflesh erupts over my entire body, and my breath becomes short.

“Spread your legs, little girl. It’s time to really break you in.”

I obey without a moment’s hesitation. Whatever this is, I want it.

He drizzles silky oil onto the steel plug and anoints my asshole with it. I suck in a startled breath. For some reason, I’d thought that was going in front.

The smooth cold steel circles my ring.

My excitement falters, and I start to try to bring my legs together. “I’m not sure?—”

“Get your knees apart.” His tone is dark and demanding. “You’re my toy. I can play with you however I want.”

His ruthless filthy talk makes my pussy weep. Absolutely irresistible.

With a pounding pulse, I ease my knees apart until they’re resting on the bed. Jamie takes advantage of how open I am. With steady pressure, he slides the plug into me, stretching my asshole and making me want to come unglued from how frazzled I feel. The sex toy doesn’t hurt, but I’m acutely aware of its position inside me. And the fact that this is a warm up so he can eventually put something bigger there.

With slow sips of air, I stare at the ceiling, willing my mind to fly free. To reach that soaring place.

Jamie lies next to my left side and moves into my field of view. His blue eyes lock with my brown ones, and his fingers splay over my belly, which is knotted with nervousness and arousal.

There’s a dark light in his eyes. “You like it, don’t you?”

My voice is breathy and a little unsteady. “I don’t know.”

The corner of his mouth curves into a mocking smirk. “Don’t lie, Cranberry Sauce.”

“It makes me uneasy.”

His hand moves down, and he slides two fingers into my pussy. “It also makes you drenched.” As his smile widens, the shadows make his eyes look blue-gray. “You’re almost too fucking perfect for me. It fills me with the urge to do things to you I’ve never done to anyone.”

“Like what?” I whisper.

“None of your business, plaything.” His teasing tone eases the tension slightly.

He unscrews one of the clamps, and the rush of blood into the blanched nipple makes me groan. Then he lowers his mouth and sucks it as he turns on the vibrator. When he slides the smooth vibrating head through my juices and it comes to rest on my clit, I scream from the trio of excruciating sensations… his mouth, the plug, and now the vibration. It’s overwhelming.

My arms fight the chains, testing their strength. There’s no give at all.

He ignores my struggles and my mounting desperation.

Using his left hand, he unscrews the other clamp and sucks the tip of my breast into his mouth. My nipples have never been so sensitive in my entire life.

The vibrator’s relentless hum against my clit tips me over into a shockingly intense orgasm. My screams turn into guttural moans as I come.

Jamie moves between my open thighs and pushes his cock into my pussy while it’s still spasming.

Oh, God,this… This is what I want.

Continuing to come while he fucks me with punishing thrusts, my mind unspools until the white ceiling turns colors.

Until my heart feels like it’ll explode.