Page 41 of While He Breathes

ORION

Iwasn’t sure how Ember would do with the crop.

Some people love it, and others think the bite of pain is too much.

But watching my little flame tremble under the combination of pleasure and pain, tears rolling down her flushed cheeks as she tries to stop herself from coming, is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I bring the crop down on the fleshy part of her inner thigh, just beside the faint scars she hides from the world, and her body convulses.

From where I’m standing, I see the way her cunt clenches around the toy buzzing away inside her and have to squeeze my cock to settle him down.

Fuck, I want to be inside her so badly.

I quickly use the same amount of pressure on the other side, and I’m rewarded with a gush of her sweet juices.

“You’re not about to come, are you, Little Flame?”

“No,” she pants. “I’m trying so hard not to.”

“But you love the pain, don’t you?”

“Yes.” Her eyes dilate as another rough moan escapes her throat.

“You should see how messy you are, baby. Your pretty pussy needs my cock so badly, doesn’t she?”

Ember nods, her dark hair spreading across the pillows. I’ll never get over how good she looks in my space. Or I suppose it’s our space now. I wonder when I should tell her I added her to the title and made her an equal owner of everything.

Probably not right now, but soon.

She tugs at the cuffs at her wrists, and I flick my eyes up to them.

“Are your wrists okay? The cuffs aren’t hurting your scars?”

Her eyes widen in surprise, as if she didn’t think I would consider something as simple as her comfort, but they soften slightly. “They’re okay. Don’t get any ideas about keeping me chained up for days, though.”

“Don’t tempt me, Little Flame.”

Without warning, I slap the riding crop against her swollen clit and her scream is like the sweetest melody I’ve ever heard.

A fresh wave of arousal trickles from around the vibrator, and I give in to my urge to taste her. It’s been too long since I’ve devoured my girl, a travesty in itself.

I drop the riding crop onto the bed beside her legs and dip my head to between her thighs, giving her clit a languid lick.

“Orion,” she breathes. “Fuck.”

“Hold it,” I demand, lifting both her thighs from the mattress and resting them on my shoulders to give myself room to work her pretty cunt.

I suck the sensitive nub into my mouth and groan as the taste of her explodes on my tongue.

Ember’s hips jerk up, the sensation pushing her toward the release she knows she’s not allowed to take just yet.

Her entire body is flushed as tears roll down her cheeks, and I can’t help but wonder if she’s ever looked more beautiful. At mymercy, her body trembling, her pussy and ass filled as I tease her clit.

Fuck.

I grind into the mattress, desperate for some kind of relief for my pulsing cock.

“I can’t.” Her head thrashes from side to side. “I can’t hold it. Orion, it’s too much.”