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" J ag," Sadie started, putting her hands up in a 'calm down' gesture. "I was just trying to-"

Jagger moved toward her and hoisted her over his shoulder, his arm snug around her waist while he gave a sharp spank to her backside with the other.

"What are you doing?!" She hissed from the pain but melted against him from the pleasure rippling through her that followed.

"Clearly something I should have done a long time ago," he hissed as he stormed his way into the office. He set her down for a moment to grab the keys from his desk that unlocked the back room. Jagger was still holding onto her waist when he unlocked the door and guided her into the dimly lit room filled with… playthings.

Jagger watched her face as panic and lust dueled inside Sadie as she was brought over to what looked like a giant X with cuffs bolted to it against the wall.

"Jag..." She pleaded, her eyes wide.

He grabbed both of her hands and stretched them above her head, taking turns securing her wrists in the leather cuffs.

"Do you have any idea what you did to me?" His tone was so deep that it sounded like the crash of waves from the ocean, and he bit his lip as he watched her shiver.

Jagger grabbed her throat with his left hand, and his open mouth was torturing the spot behind her right ear when he continued. "Do you know how fucking hard I was the second I saw you up there?" He licked her pulse point and dragged his mouth down her collarbone, delighting in her little moans of pleasure.

"What did you think would happen?” There was a yelp when he bit into the flesh above the swell of her breast. “Tell me. What did you think would happen when you decided to go on that goddamn stage and dance to that song?" He groaned and sucked a nipple into his mouth through the lace of her bra.

Sadie's head slammed back against the wall as she cried out, and Jagger's hand around her neck slid behind it to force her forward, making her stare down into his eyes as he looked up from where he was now teasing her breast with his teeth.

Sadie shuddered, her voice sounding small in the room when she spoke. "I was just trying to help."

"Oh, you helped. I'll give you that. But you completely fucked me up, Sweets." Jagger growled and sank to his knees before her, his dark hair falling before his eyes. He grabbed her leather-wrapped ankle before holding it higher to access the back of her knee and gave the flesh a slow lick with the length of his tongue.

"I'm sorry!" She squeaked out in surprise as his teeth sank into her calf before kissing the abused flesh.

"So am I. This is not how I imagined bringing you in here the first time." His admission sounded strained against her knee as he spread her legs apart slightly so they'd reach the ankle cuffs dangling towards the ground beside them. "But you looked like goddamn sex on that stage." He licked the side of her boot until his tongue met the skin of her shin above it. "And you wore these fucking boots!" He snarled and hastily took the boots off before throwing them behind him, the heavy sounds bouncing off the walls around them.

"You know what those things do to me, baby." He groaned and fastened her ankles into the remaining cuffs.

The sounds of Sadie trying to hold back her moan still came out as a whimper. And it was driving him insane.

"I know." She whispered and desperately tried to close her legs, seeming embarrassed by the feeling of her arousal seeping through her panties so close to his face.

Jagger couldn't figure out why. He wanted to bury his face between her legs and drown in her.

Trying to calm himself, he grabbed onto both her thighs with his large hands, his rings cold against her skin as he rested his forehead against her pelvis, his breath tickling her pussy through the lace. "I know you wanted a blindfold, but I want you to look at me the first time I make you cum with my mouth." He said quietly.

He could feel her eyes on him as he shrugged his shoulders. "And the nipple clamps will have to wait, too. I don't even trust myself to take your fucking clothes off right now."

Sadie's sharp intake of breath at his words caused him to steel himself and rise onto his feet to stand before her. He brushed a lone strand of hair that had fallen in front of her face back behind her ear and cupped her face tenderly with his warm palm.

"I must be crazy," she sputtered, shaking her head. "You're not..." Her voice trailed off as he approached.

A nervous laugh drifted out of Jagger as he leaned forward to kiss her mouth, bracing his hands against the wall on either side of her head.

"Did you have enough time to pick that safe word yet?" He let his words caress her lips before he pulled back to look at her again.

"Rebel? You're that Rebel?" Sadie choked out, her eyes searching his face frantically for the answer she was seeking.

Jagger gave her one of his lopsided grins.

"Yeah, Barbie. It's me."

Sadie swore her soul must have left her body before it came crashing back, racking her body with a shudder that rattled the chains of her vices.

Oh, my god , her mind churned. I masturbated with him and had that conversation today. I -

"Sadie," Jagger said firmly, grasping her chin to stare deep into her eyes. "Stop spiraling."

Sadie exhaled loudly, willing herself to collect her nerves. "How long?"

How long have you known? Her mind was screaming.

Jagger gave her a brilliant smile, and she could have sworn she saw a blush cross his cheeks. How in the world he had any right to be embarrassed when she was throwing herself at him online and in person was beyond her.

"I had suspicions the other day but wasn't sure until yesterday."

Sadie blinked a few times, staring at the boy she had turned her whole world upside down for once already. His friendship had meant everything to her, and she loved being in this town again, if it meant being with her best friend, helping him keep his family business open. Supporting each other.

And apparently, wanting to fuck each other's brains out now.

"So that conversation today…" She trailed off, dropping her gaze to stare at the ground, taking in her cuffed ankles while Jagger laughed.

"Yeah, darling. That was me. And I meant it when I said I'd love to explore this with you." Her eyes shot back up to his, and his smile had her returning it with her own.

"I'd love to do this like we've done everything since we met." He pressed a soft kiss to her mouth. "Together."

"I trust you," Sadie whispered against his mouth.

It was all the encouragement he needed to continue.

Jagger started kissing his way down her body. Hot breath tickled her chest as his mouth moved between her breasts and across her ribcage. His tongue dipped inside her navel before trailing over to her hip and biting the skin softly, drawing a high-pitched squeak from her parted mouth. Part of her knew where this was going; she had craved it all week. But now that he was kneeling between her thighs and she was strapped to this thing, she felt her nerves pile up again.

What the fuck is this thing, honestly? She mused before crying out when she felt Jagger's calloused finger slide through the side of her panties to tease her entrance. "Jag," she whined and tried hopelessly to bring his finger inside her, wanting - no, needing him to fill her.

"That's it, baby," he whispered against the lace on her crotch, his hot breath warming her center even more, which she thought was impossible because she was already in flames. "Beg for me. I want you to beg for my fingers, and my tongue, and my-"

"Christ, Jag!" Sadie yelled, incredulous. "What the fuck do you think I'm doing?"

Jagger's chuckle was dark, like the look in his eyes, when his gaze roamed up her body and caught hers.

"You're not begging yet, Sweets." He pushed his finger all the way in and dragged it back out, her tight walls clenching around his digit as if to try and keep him inside. "You're whining."

Sadie squirmed and rolled her hips, desperate for him.

She didn't even know there was a difference, but apparently Jagger did.

" Please, please, please, Jagger." She gasped as his finger pushed inside her again. "I'm- Ah!" Her breath caught on a groan as he hooked his finger right against her G-Spot, the rough pad of his finger eliciting the most delicious sensations through her. "Begging."

His teeth nipped at the lace between her thighs while his finger began a 'come hither' motion inside her. " What do you want?" He kissed right above where her bundle of nerves were screaming for attention beneath the lace.

"Be a good girl for me. I need you to say it."

A flush ran over Sadie's cheeks, and she thought she was ridiculous for feeling shy in a moment like this, especially after all the things they had done this past week at the bar and over the phone. When she didn't speak immediately, Jagger shoved another finger inside her, and she mewled as she bucked her hips, pushing herself in his face.

She heard him inhale sharply as she felt his nose and mouth pull back from her thrusted pelvis.

" Fuck , you smell good," he choked out.

"I want your tongue on me, Wilder."

Sadie was too close to imploding with lust to care about her embarrassment any longer.

"Please put your mouth on my-" She paused, unable to finish the sentence. As much as she'd like to believe she wasn't as much of a good girl as she'd been brought up to be, Sadie still hesitated.

"Come on, baby," Jagger teased and moved the lace to the side with his free hand to hold it out of the way, the wetness on her outer lips tingling as it met the breath that fell from his lips.

"Show me how dirty that mouth can be," he purred while he withdrew his fingers and slid them up her slit before spreading her folds wide with his index and middle finger, exposing her entirely to him. "And I promise to return the favor."

Sadie looked down to find him staring intently at her. His eyes glazed over with barely controlled need, and she finally snapped.

"I want you to fuck my cunt with your tongue," she whispered.

Jagger hummed in approval.

"There you go," he praised. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"

He gave her a cocky wink, and she swore she was going to break free from this damn contraption and ride his face herself. She opened her mouth to tell him as much but found herself letting out a silent scream as his lips wrapped around her engorged clit and sucked hard.

"Jagger!" Sadie gasped when she finally remembered how to speak. He kept his mouth latched onto her pulsing nub as his rough tongue made languid strokes against either side of it.

Sadie's head thrashed against the stocks, and she desperately pulled against her restraints, the clanking of chains only drowned out by her chanting of his name and drawn-out expletives like a filthy mantra. He devoured her, only stopping his assault on her clit to lap at the silky liquid escaping her pussy as he brought her closer and closer to the edge with every brush of his tongue.

"Oh my, God," she cried as her legs started to shake, her thighs trembling, and if she wasn't being held up by the wicked wooden X, she surely would have collapsed by now.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck ," Sadie practically sobbed, turning her face into her shoulder.

Jagger's teeth grazed along her nub and took the silkiness of her labia between his lips before tugging gently, moaning his encouragement against her heat.

Sadie felt herself being hurdled into oblivion, the intense pleasure of his mouth and the obscene wet noises filling the room too much to handle. She had no idea where he learned to be so good with his damn tongue, but the man deserved a fucking medal. It only took a few more swirls of his tongue to bring her to the edge, and when he angled his head, forcing his tongue into her depths, she unraveled. Her orgasm coated his tongue, which he lapped at hungrily as she spasmed against the wooden X that held her captive to her beautiful dominant.

"Like fucking honey, Sweets. Christ. " Jagger moaned against her sensitive flesh before greedily running his tongue along her outer folds, careful not to let a drop go to waste.

"That was so-" Sadie breathed before stopping short, the sound of something outside the door catching her attention.

Jagger's head snapped up, and he quickly pulled the wet lace back over Sadie's pussy that was still throbbing with the aftershocks of her release.

"What the fuck is that?"

He turned his attention to the door, listening intently to what was happening in his office.

"Are you sure it's in here?"

"Yes, he never lets anyone in there."

Jagger was just getting to his feet, steeling for whatever was coming for them and ready to fight when the telltale signs of the lock being picked were heard, and the door swung open.