He put me down and then sat on his bed. “Undress for me, blue eyes.”
This wasn’t the first time he’d asked me to undress for him, and I wanted to give him a treat. But as usual, I was wearing a pullover top. My large chest negated button-up blouses, but right now, I would have loved to be able to provocatively unbutton each button at a time, baring just a tiny bit of warm skin, to drive him crazy. All I could do was pull my top over my head. So I did, trying to do it as slowly and provocatively as I could, but within a few seconds the top was off, and I tossed it to the floor. I stood in my bra and my black pencil skirt. I was wearing regular black pumps with no pantyhose. At that moment again, I wished for a front-clasp bra that I could tear open, and my breasts would fall gently of their own accord. But no, it was a back-clasp thirty-four double D, and unclasping it wasn’t sexy. But I did it, tossed it to the floor, and my breasts were bare.
He eyed me lasciviously. “God, Jade, you do have the most luscious tits in the universe.”
I smiled. Evidently my striptease was having the desired effect, even though I didn’t find it particularly provocative.
“Remember those nipple clamps, blue eyes?”
I gulped. He had only used them once before, and they had been such a turn-on. I heated all over, and my pussy started throbbing.
“I think we might be seeing them again tonight,” he said. “Along with some other things.”
Tingles shot across my skin.
“But first you have to get naked.”
I smiled as I kicked my pumps off. Then I slid my stretch pencil skirt over my narrow hips until it was a black puddle around my feet. I kicked it toward my shoes.
I slid my finger inside the waistband of my leopard-spotted thong, getting ready to rid myself of it, when Talon shook his head slightly.
“Leave it on for a minute, blue eyes. Let me just look at you. You’re so sexy. So beautiful.”
I had never been overly excited about my body. I knew I had great boobs, but most of the time they were more of a pain than a pleasure for me because I was so limited in the clothing I could wear. I had a fairly wide waist and narrow hips, and my legs were nothing special. I’d always thought that Marj—long, lean, and lithe—had the perfect body, even though she was nearly six feet tall. But standing here, nearly naked, my breasts falling gently against my chest and my nipples hardening into brownish-pink knobs, with the man I loved more than life itself looking at me with such longing and desire, I felt like the most beautiful woman in the universe.
“Lie down on the bed, blue eyes,” Talon said.
My thong still in place, I obeyed.
“Play with those hard nipples,” he commanded.
As if of their own volition, my fingers trailed up my abdomen over the swelling globes of my breasts, to find each nipple. Just one whisper of a touch from my own hand, and they hardened even further. I traced my fingers over them first, a light feathery touch, and then I pinched one. I sighed.
“Yeah,” he said. “Just like that. You’re so gorgeous. Pinch those nipples for me, blue eyes. Twist them.”
When I twisted them, spikes of heat bubbled to my core. I was wet. I could feel it—that feeling when my pussy became the whole world. Nothing like it.
“Keep playing with them, Jade. Get them nice and ripe for me.” Talon, still fully clothed, walked over to his dresser and came back a moment later.
In his hands, he held the instruments I remembered. They looked like tiny pairs of pliers, the ends covered in black vinyl.
“I went easy on you last time. We’ll see how you do today. You ready?”
I nodded. My nipples were hard and ready. He attached one and then the other, and I sucked in a breath.
“Good?”
I closed my eyes. “Yeah, baby. Good.”
“The beauty of these is that they’re adjustable. This is what I gave you last time. Are you ready for a little more?”
The pain of the nipple clamps was outweighed by the incredible pleasure coursing through my blood. Squeezing them harder would only help, I was sure.
“Please, baby, give me more.”
He adjusted them, and I sucked in a breath. Pain. Such good pain. The sense of immediacy, the pleasure, was unmatched.
“Open your eyes, baby,” Talon said. “Open your eyes and look at your ruby-red nipples squeezed in the clamps. Fucking gorgeous.”