Page 318 of The Morally Grey Billionaires Boxset

Knight

"What do you think?" I pluck one of the clothes pins from my palm and squeeze it open, then allow it to close.

She pales a little, and the scent of her arousal is laced with fear, and…

Fuck, if that doesn’t turn me on further.

Something about my Little Dove panting for my cock, while also dreading what she’ll have to do to get it, brings out the sadist in me.

It satisfies that craving inside me, fills the emptiness inside me.

Everything about this woman was made to satisfy me.

Why didn’t I realize that earlier? Now, with her sprawled out, with her cunt on display, and her pussy lips swollen and begging for my touch, I’m filled with the need to stuff her holes and ensure she feels so good, she’ll never want to be with anyone else.

Which is wrong because I don’t intend to stay with her, but…

Something within me insists I show her the heights to which I can take her.

Yes, I’m selfish, and I’m going to hell for this— Oh, wait, I’ve already been there, so chalk this up to another of my unpardonable sins.

I lower the peg. She gasps, then cries out, for I’ve fastened it around one of her pussy lips. "It stings," she cries out.

"Does it hurt?"

She bites on her inner lip, then slowly shakes her head.

"Good girl."

Her throat moves as she swallows, and red creeps up her chest. I lock the second peg around her other pussy lip, and she moans.

I sit back on my haunches, take in her features. "How does it feel?"

Her chest rises and falls, then she tips up her chin. "Different. It feels like I’m being pulled apart and offered up for your enjoyment."

"And?"

She looks away, considering my question, then back at me. "And all of my attention is focused on where the pins pick my skin. The area feels tight and very sensitive."

"And it’s going to feel even more sensitized when I remove them."

"Oh." She swallows.

"Indeed." I plant my hands on either side of her torso and lean in until my breath mingles with her.

"That focused sensation will slowly grow and build, until it fills your mind and all you can think of is how, when I remove them, one by one, the blood is going to rush in and fill the space and turn it into throbbing sparks of desire that are going to spread and engulf you and light you on fire. "

“Like when your foot goes to sleep, and when you move it, the blood pours through your veins and you feel numb and then tingly?” she chokes out.

“Only much number, and then”—I drag my nose up her jaw toward her ear—“much, much more tingly.” I suck on her ear lobe, and a whimper escapes her.

I lean back and peer into her eyes. “Do you realize how turned on I am to see you in pain?”

She swallows.

“It gives me fierce satisfaction to see you squirm from the discomfort I’ve inflicted on you."

"Oh." Her mouth opens, and all I can think is that it’s the perfect shape to receive my cock.

"I’m going to fuck your face, baby."

Color sweeps over her features.

"Think you can take that?"

She jerks her chin.

"Blink twice in quick succession if you want me to stop. Now, show me what you'll do… but only if you want me to stop."

She demonstrates, and I can’t stop my smile from widening. "That’s my good girl."

She draws in a sharp breath, then sinks her teeth into her lower lip. I gently release it. "Only I get to hurt you, baby, no one else."

She squeezes her eyelids shut before piercing me with an imploring look.

"Why do I like it when you say that? Why do I like these strange, torturous things you’re doing to my body?

Why do I get so aroused when you treat me with such contempt?

Why do I want you to use my body for your pleasure, and only your pleasure? "

Because you’re mine.

Only I’m never going to accept it. I might ravish you. I might ravage your pussy, and your arse, and your mouth, and imprint my touch in every cell of your body, but then… I’m going to let you go. I have to.

She continues to gaze at me, and the sight of her dilated pupils fills me with an urgency I cannot deny anymore.

I slide up her body until I’m poised below her tits.

I squeeze them together, then slide my cock in the valley between her breasts.

My entire body grows rigid. I thrust forward so my cock slides up her cleavage and bumps into her lips.

She opens her mouth, licks the crown, and a growl rumbles up my chest. I begin to thrust forward faster, quicker.

Each time I push in, I squeeze her breasts so they push down on my shaft, then I penetrate the hot, moist hole of her mouth.

She sucks down, then releases, and I pull back.

Again and again and again. Sweat slides down my back.

My balls hurt. My thighs threaten to cramp, but I don’t stop.

Not until her body shudders, and I know she’s close.

When she curves her back, squeezes her eyes shut and elongates her neck, I know she’s going to come.

That’s when I pull back. I release her tits, grab the two clothing pins I hid from her view, and fasten them to each of her nipples.

She gasps, and her eyelids fly open. She looks down, and the pulse at the base of her throat beats double time. "Y-you…"

"Clamped your nipples with clothes pins."

She pants, then raises her gaze to mine. "Sir, please, Sir," she whimpers.

"How does it feel, Little Dove?"

"It feels like I’m on the edge, like I’m poised at the end of a wave that’s going to crash any moment. Like I’m about to jump off a steep mountain and glide on air currents, circling and soaring until I float to the ground… Sir."

I ease down her body until I’m between her legs.

I stare down at her pussy lips spread for me, and her thigh muscles tremble.

"You don’t have to be shy in front of me, sweet thing.

I’ve never seen anything more delicious, more beautiful than your cunt weeping and calling out for my attention.

Do you want me to lick up your slit, Little Dove?

Do you want me to stab my tongue inside your pussy and suck your life through your hole?

Would you like me to slurp at your rosette while I’m at it?

Maybe stuff my huge cock inside your tight little back hole and show you a forbidden pleasure you’d have never imagined otherwise. "

"Oh, god," she wheezes.

"The only name that should emerge from your lips is mine, you feel me, baby?"

She nods. "Oh, Sir, please, Sir. I want it, Sir."

I cup my palm outside my ear. "What’s that?"

"I want you to fuck me, Sir!" The words burst out of her.

I bare my teeth. "Where do you want me to put my cock, Little Dove?"

"Wherever you please, Sir."

A-n-d, that’s when the remnants of my control dissolve. I pull on the pegs that clamp her nipples. She hisses. I twist them, and she pants. "Sir, oh my goodness. Sir, it’s too much.”

I whisper my fingers over the roll of her stomach.

She writhes under me. I toy with her belly button and she arches her back further.

I drag my fingers down to her clit. I pinch it, and she cries out.

Her eyes roll back in her head. That’s when I pull off the pegs on both her nipples, then her pussy lips.

A full body shudder grips her. I rise up and position my dick at her entrance.