We lay like that awhile, and my heart returned to a normal pace.
He’d broken me and fractured me into a fragment of myself, but he was here to put me back together once more. His fingers trailed up and down my spine, leaving blazing trails of sensation that made me yearn for him.
Then, he patted my ass and I knew that the time for tender caresses was over. He had something on his mind and I bit my lip, wondering what it was.
“On your back, little warrior,” he said as he unwound himself from me. He did so gently, and I obeyed, slowly lowering myself down to the bed.
I was once again naked. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d even worn clothes.
Tenderly, he moved over me, spreading my thighs open for him with his palms.
“I’ve claimed all of you except for this,” he mused, staring straight down at my nakedness. He reached for the curve of my thighs, taking his thumb and drifting it down so that it just caressed the edges of my labia and I shuddered with pleasure.
“Such a good girl. Already soaking wet for me,” he whispered, and I trembled, suddenly aware of the sopping wetness between my folds.
He lowered himself to the top of my mound, his chin barely inches from my clit and opened his mouth. His tongue ventured forth, flicking against my throbbing bud and I cried out at its heat. It felt warmer than it should.
His thick fingers petted the outside of my entrance, teasing me into a veritable frenzy of lust and desire.
One digit pressed deep into me, before pulling out just as swiftly. I moaned low in my throat. For the first time, I was unbound, and his entire attention was on me and my pleasure. He expected my obedience, and I gave it to him, knowing that in the end, I would be rewarded with untold amounts of gratification.
I felt like a hedonist, but that was okay. It felt really damn good.
The flat of his tongue pressed hard against my clit. He drew it back and forth and the heating sensation of it grew hotter. His breath caressed my wet folds and at once, I felt as though my pussy was bathed in liquid heat.
“Such a fucking hot little cunt. I can’t wait until it’s mine completely,” he whispered, and I quivered with desire at his words.
Wasn’t I already his? Hadn’t he stolen me away so that we’d be together forever?
His tongue collided with my pussy once more and I flinched, his flesh hotter than ever. It felt as though it was so hot that it might scorch me.
Just degrees away from causing my skin to blister and burn.
I tried to ignore the nervous feeling in the pit of my belly.
He took his mouth away and leveled his dark, blazing eyes with mine.
“You’re going to come all over my tongue, Kassandra. I’m going to make you scream and beg for more, but I won’t stop until I decide you’ve had enough. Understand?”
I nodded, the anxious roiling of my stomach becoming more present with each passing second. He kissed the top of my mound, his lips just brushing against my clit and I jolted, his skin almost too hot to the touch.
“Master,” I whimpered.
I knew better to tell him that I didn’t want it, because he was going to ravish me anyway.
His mouth latched onto my sopping wet, aroused flesh and I cried out at its molten heat. My hips rose up though, as if they knew I needed more of it. The tip of his tongue danced on my clit, teasing it and edging me closer to orgasm with each passing second.
Liquid fire simmered at my folds. I cried out, the pain quickly warping into more powerful pleasure and soon, I was on the precipice of release. My fingers fisted into the quilt beneath me and my back arched up. My nipples were already pebbled tightly and as I swayed back and forth, my breasts bounced, hot and heavy with passionate desire.
“Oh, God. Please!”
I knew in my heart though, that God wasn’t going to rescue me today.
My thighs trembled, and I struggled to keep my thighs from closing, but I remained firm, knowing he expected full access to my aching pussy.
Higher and higher he edged me. I fought the rise of pleasure, but I should have known it was a useless attempt. He was too strong, his influence over me too intense as I floated on the cliff of the most powerful orgasm I had ever known.
Two fingers surged inside my entrance, tearing me apart like a firebrand.