“Didn’t I tell you I don’t share?”
SMACK
“We weren’t togeth—”
SMACK
“Ugh….” I gripped the bedpost, my chest rising and falling heavily.
SMACK.
“Fuck yes!” I moaned loudly and licked my lips. My toes curled. I was in my own personal heaven.
SMACK.
“How red can your ass get?”
SMACK.
“Oh… yes… please!” I was shaking.
“You’re so wet, Felicity,” he said, and I jumped when he stroked my pussy. “This is my satisfaction, not yours… I should stop.”
“No,” I begged. I didn’t even recognize my voice, but I didn’t care. I just didn’t want him to stop yet.
“Beg me.” He rubbed soothing circles on my ass cheeks before he kissed them both. “Beg me, Felicity.”
His husky voice made me shiver. I moaned just from hearing that. “Please… again. Do it again.”
“Say you belong to me.”
“No. I belong to myself.”
“Wrong answer,” he said, and I felt him brush my hair to the side, exposing my back. “Oh well, I’ll take my time and enjoy you.”
He kissed up my spine. His hands were everywhere. One moment they were grasping my breast, squeezing them tightly, then they were pulling on my nipples. Next they were working their way down my stomach, where he began to play with my clit.
When he kissed the top of my neck, he shoved two fingers into me, going in and out of my pussy so slowly I wanted to cry out in frustration. I pulled on the tie again, wanting to touch him back.
“Give in to me, Felicity.” He bit the top of my ear, and my lips parted. “Let me give you pleasure every time you need it, no matter where we are. I want to fuck you everywhere.”
Gasping, I rocked against his fingers and tilted my head back to allow him to kiss my neck. Just as I was adjusting to this new torture, he stopped, removed his fingers, and placed them at my lips.
“Lick,” he directed, and I did. Sticking my tongue out, I tasted myself on his fingertips. “See, Felicity? Your whole body wants to belong to me. Give in to me.”
He pressed his cock against my entrance, allowing me to feel how hard he was, how he twitched with excitement.
“Give in to me, and I will give in to you, to only you, past be damned.”
Sin, that’s what I wanted. That was what h
e was offering. I needed to end this torture.
“Okay,” I whispered.
“Say it, Felicity. Say it proudly.”
“I’m yours, Theo. Only yours.”