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My hands itched to touch him, but I fought it.

He stalked closer when he was done. First, he removed the towel around my torso.

As he slowly rubbed my skin dry, he made sure to caress and touch me in all the places he discovered last night.

The ones that drove me crazy. I moaned as he paid extra attention to my tits and clit.

When he went behind me to dry my backside, I jerked when he spread my ass cheeks to wipe and rimmed my asshole with the tip of a finger, then rubbed gently back and forth over it.

“I didn’t get to ask last night, Gianna, but have you ever had anal sex? If so, do you enjoy it? If you haven’t, are you willing to experiment?”

“I’ve tried it once. I admit it wasn’t a good experience.”

“In what way wasn’t it good?” he asked as he left my ass and went down my legs.

“The person I was with didn’t warn me or anything, and he just stuck two fingers inside of me. It hurt so badly that I kicked him away from me and then got dressed. That was the last time I was with him.”

Rian let out a deep, rumbling sound. “Tell me the bastard’s name, and I’ll make sure he has no damn fingers ever to do that to anyone again. Chíost , what an amadán !”

“What is amadán ?”

“Idiot. Baby, if you ever allow me to play there, I promise I won’t just ram my fingers in. You need to be prepared.”

“So you like anal, I take it?”

“I do, but only if my partner does. I get nothing from causing you pain without pleasure to soothe it away.”

Rian stood and came to stand before me. He unraveled the towel on my head. As my hair tumbled down, he grabbed fistfuls of it. “I love your hair. I need you to leave it loose and wet. I felt it last night against my skin when it was dry. I want to feel it wet.”

“I can do that.”

“And if I decided to use it as reins or to pull it for other reasons, would you be amenable to that?”

The images those words brought to mind made me moan. He chuckled. “Ah, yes, you’d like that, wouldn’t you? How about if I used it to guide your head up and down on my cock as you sucked it? That sexy mouth begs to be fucked,” he said.

“You’ll have to find out,” I sassed.

“Oh, there’s some brat in there. Good. Time to see where I plan to spend hours with you, mo cheann dúshlánach .

“Lord, should I ask what you called me now?”

“It means my defiant one. Come,” he ordered.

Rian took my hand and led me out of the bathroom.

I knew my hair would be a tangled mess later, but he didn’t seem to mind.

I ran my hand through it the best I could.

He went to the wall and showed me where to press.

The hidden door sprang open. I felt like I was a kid about to discover a mystery.

He opened it and gestured for me to go ahead of him.

As I stepped into the room, the lights came on automatically.

As the sight before me sank in, my mouth dropped open, and I gasped. I scanned the room slowly.

The lighting was muted. The room was eight feet by ten feet, by my guess, or maybe a tad larger.

There were displays filled with various toys of just about any kind.

Sitting around were other larger objects.

There was a red leather chaise in the middle of the room.

In one corner, I spotted a St. Andrew's Cross.

Seeing the cuffs at the wrists and ankle spots made me shiver.

I wanted to be helpless on it, with Rian doing whatever he wanted to make us both come together in a frenzy.

My nipples were taut, and the air in the room made them harder and moved across my pussy.

I felt the wetness there. I wondered if he could see it.

Rian allowed me to look my fill without saying a word.

As I did, he slowly walked around me until he was right behind me.

There was a spanking bench and a fucking machine complete with the fake cock attached to it.

On one wall were different colors of rope.

My breathing had sped up. I jumped when his voice whispered in my left ear.

“I want to use so many of these on you, Gianna. If you’d permit it, all of them.

It might take me until I’m a hundred to get through them, but I don’t mind.

I can see me at that age still wanting to fuck you.

I could be on my deathbed, and you’d make me hard.

During those four months when we saw each other for those missions, the smell of your skin would make me have a raging hard-on.

I’d go home and pretend you were with me, and I beat off two or three times until it was enough to let me sleep for a little while.

“I want to make you scream and beg me to stop, only I won’t until I know I’ve wrung every orgasm I can out of you. Only then will I give in and let you rest. I want to put you on that spanking bench and paddle your sweet, juicy ass until it’s red.

“Or make you ride that fucking machine until you’re crying for me, then I’d take you to the floor and fuck you hard and fast until we both came, and I filled you up with my cum. You have no idea how sexy I find being able to have you dripping my cum for hours.”

I moaned as he nestled his rock-hard cock between my ass cheeks and rubbed it lightly up and down my crack. He kept going.

“And then the next time, I’d restrain you on the cross.

And when you’re helpless, I’ll begin my torture.

I’ll, in turn, give you pleasure edged with just enough pain, if you can stand it, that it’ll make you crazy and force you to beg me to give you relief, which ultimately will give us both unbelievable rapture. ”

He was panting in my ear, and his hands had come up to cup my tits. As he spoke, he tugged and twisted on my barbells. The bite was enough to make me slide my ass up and down his cock between my cheeks. Suddenly, he pulled away.

I whimpered and said, “No.”

“Yes, you’re not getting off that easily or fast. I want you to pick out a toy. Bring me something to torture you with. And remember, if you bring me something too easy, I get to pick. You have five minutes. Go.”

I shakily circled the room. There were so many things I wanted to try that it was impossible to choose just one. Knowing my time was almost up, I asked a question. I hoped it was allowed.

“Can I get two?”

I was facing him when I asked. He gave me a sexy smirk.

“Yes.”

I quickly picked up the two that were calling to me the most at the moment. I hoped they would satisfy him. When I handed them to him, I almost held my breath as he examined them. When he glanced up, I was relieved to see happiness on his face.

“This is a good place to start. We’ll ease into the more adventurous stuff as you gain trust. I know that without it, neither of us will be happy. That will take time. Go to the chaise. I want you to lie on your back and spread your legs.”

As I walked to it, I felt the slick slide of my thighs rubbing together.

I was so aroused my cum was spreading to my inner thighs.

I had a momentary concern about staining the leather, then forgot as I lay on it and assumed the pose he asked for.

I tossed my damp hair and crooked an arm up over my head to rest on the arm of it.

And one leg, after spreading it, I bent.

I was trying to go for a sexy pose. I hoped it wasn’t stupid-looking.

Rian watched me the whole time. I saw his engorged cock standing at attention. I wanted him in my mouth. The scene he made me think of minutes before, of him using my hair as reins, surfaced. I moaned. He slowly approached. The objects I chose were set on a small table next to the chaise.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful and sensual, Gianna.

Seeing you walk across a room in your combat gear is even a turn-on.

I constantly had to fight not to let my erections show.

And how you have your hair hanging and your head angled gives me ideas.

Scoot until your head is slightly hanging over the top of the armrest.”

My heartbeat sped up. Was he about to do what I hoped?

I wiggled myself into the position he wanted.

Rian walked to stand behind me on the other side of the armrest. He ran his fingers over my face, tracing my features, and then they rested on my lips.

Unable to resist, I stuck out my tongue and licked them.

“My naughty baby, you’re trying to hint. You’re in luck. I’m feeling like I want that luscious mouth of yours surrounding my cock. Will you give me a blowjob, Gianna?” he asked.

I nodded eagerly and hurriedly said, “Yes, I will.”

“And will you let me take control when I want, so I can fuck that pretty mouth and shoot my cum down your throat? I want you to swallow my load. Are you willing? You can say no if you don’t want that,” he uttered.

He was slowly thrusting his fingers in and out of my mouth.

It was incredible how much that increased my desire.

I had to let go of his fingers to answer. “Please, I want it all. Give me your cock, Rian.” I half begged.

He let out a slight growl, then his fingers were gone, and he lowered his stiff cock to hover above my mouth.

I grasped it eagerly and brought myself higher and his cock lower.

I started at the base of his shaft, where his one piercing was.

I gripped the bar there and tugged gently on it.

Then I licked my way up his length, pausing at times to suck. Rian was avidly watching my every move.

When I reached the head, I held his gaze as I slowly swirled my tongue around it, capturing his precum on my tongue.

Clearing it away, I used my teeth to tug delicately on the barbell post he had there.

He jerked, but his face showed only bliss.

Abruptly, I sucked the head inside my mouth and thrashed it with my tongue as I sucked hard and pumped the base with my tight fist. Rian groaned.