Page 136 of Renascence

“Ask you to stop.”

“Good.” He leans over me with a devious smirk, palms pressed into the mattress. “Let’s begin.”

I squirm when he sucks a nipple into his mouth, biting into it, then rubbing his beard against it before sucking again. My other nipple gets the same treatment while he circles my clit with the head of his dick.

“Liam….”

He kisses down my stomach, muttering against my skin, “Gonna eat your pussy now, Em. I swear you got that death-row, last-meal kinda pussy.”

My muscles clench, a sharp cry coming from me when he sucks on my clit. His fingertips slide along my inner thighs, then under my ass, lifting it off the bed. His tongue swirls over and between my lips, flicking on my clit. My thighs quiver, toes curling, chains rattling as I try to move my legs. I pull at the cuffs on my wrists, wanting to grab his hair. With everything I’ve experienced with Liam, nothing we’ve done prepared me for the sensation of his tongue on my back door.

“Liam!”

He doesn’t stop, tongue skimming, pressing. A thumb strokes my clit, trying to distract me. I feel like I shouldn’t want this, but God, I don’t want him to stop. I groan in disappointment when he disappears. The metal box bounces on the bed next to me. He removes a few items, and then he’s between my thighs once more. Cool liquid tickles my anus, a finger dipping inside, slowly moving in and out. I moan, clenching around it.

“Look at me, Em.” I force my eyes open, raising my head. “I’m going to put this inside you, so I need you to relax and breathe.”

He shows me the small toy, and I know it’s not for my pussy. I nod, head dropping back to the bed as I take a deep breath. Slowly, gently, and with immense patience, he begins inserting it. Initially, it hurts. Like a lot. However, he doesn’t go too deep.

“Okay?” he asks.

“Yes.” I adjust my position, following his earlier instructions. More lube trickles over my lips, sliding down to where he needs it. He removes the plug, giving me a reprieve. My feet are released and I’m flipped to my stomach, positioned on my knees. My fingers curl around the straps on my cuffs, muscles clenching when Liam enters me. I whimper, hips rocking.

“Fuck, Em….”

“Fuck me, Liam. Please….”

More lube.

The plug is gently inserted again, a smack to my ass surprising me. I yelp, pressing back against him. With each push of the butt plug, Liam’s palm comes down on my cheek. I moan, missing the pinch of the clamps on my nipples. With the plug fully inserted, he leans forward to tug on my nipples.

“Fuck, yes!” I growl, in awe at how he can read my body.

His hands move to my shoulders, using them as leverage to bury his dick deep inside me. I stop breathing, words stuck in my throat.

“Love fucking my pussy,” he says, fingers trailing down my spine. “My old lady has the best pussy in the world.”

He grabs my hips, slamming into me.

“Jesus, Liam!”

My thighs tremble, threatening to give out from the pleasure. I can feel the plug rubbing against his dick, no doubt providing added stimulation for him also. I bite into the sheets, a scream coming out muffled. Just when I think he can’t make this more intense, he reaches around to my clit, four fingers rubbing and stroking. My muscles begin to contract, one eye squinting at the unicorn orgasm I know is coming.

But then he’s gone.

“Fucking hell, Liam! Why the fuck did you stop?” He chuckles, freeing my wrists. “I wasthisclose to coming!” I bring my thumb and index finger together to demonstrate.

“I know.”

“Asshole.”

Something else is removed from the box and then he drags me to the edge of the bed, lining up my mouth with his dick. It now occurs to me that I just gave him a whole lot of sass. What if he decides to punish me? Memories of my last punishment send butterflies flitting in my stomach and I decide that’s not such a bad idea. He doesn’t seem to have that on his mind, though, and I almost squeal in delight when he attaches the nipple clamps. He slaps both breasts, grinning.

“You love these.”

“Yes,” I answer, even though it wasn’t a question.

“Spread your legs, Em.” The moment I do, he smacks my clit. I groan, hips rising off the bed. “Think you’d ever be interested in me using more than my hand?”