Chapter Five
Avery watched as Dominic stood up and left her alone, empty and desperate. The man had a wicked, sinful tongue, and she wanted it back on her body. Dominic opened a small glass cabinet that displayed some of his toys.
“I’m going to enhance your other senses by taking one away.” He held up the soft blindfold.
“Green,” she said.
“Good.” He moved behind her, and placed the blindfold over her eyes. She could see nothing. “How many fingers am I holding up?”
“One.”
“Are you guessing?”
“Yes.”
“Excellent.”
When he put the blindfold on, he’d been pressed against her back. He moved, and she was alone with no sight or ability to protect herself. Dominic was in complete control.
She heard movement, and turned her head toward the sound.
“I’ve seen you watching me, Avery. The moment you walked into Darkest Dreams, I saw you. I noticed you. You looked so out of place, and yet like you belonged. Impossible to really comprehend.”
Avery didn’t say anything. She heard more footsteps, and suddenly something soft and feathery danced across her stomach. Recoiling from the touch, she released a little gasp.
“Don’t be afraid.”
Prepared for the contact, she released a moan this time as it caressed over her breasts. The soft feather circled one nipple, then the other, working between the two before gliding down the valley of her breasts.
“Your body is so responsive, Avery.”
The feather was replaced with his hand, doing the same touching in exactly the same place. He moved behind her, thrusting his hard cock against her back. He’d already removed his clothes, and so they were skin to skin. “I love having you bound up like this, completely at my mercy. Do you like it?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good.”
He moved away once again. This time, his touch was not gentle. His hand connected with her ass in a stinging slap that took her breath away. The pain morphed into pleasure as he rubbed where he slapped.
Dominic repeated the action, slapping one ass cheek then the other before soothing the pain with light strokes.
She couldn’t contain her moans at the immense pleasure he was showing to her. This was only part of what she’d been begging for. Watching him hadn’t even begun to prepare her for what was to come.
He slapped her ass repeatedly, getting harder and harder, until her ass was a constant burn. Her pussy was so slick that cream coated the inside of her thighs.
Just from the touch of his hand, she’d never been so aroused before in her life.
“Your ass is a lovely shade of pink.”
Dominic cupped her chin, pressing a kiss on her lips, and sliding his tongue inside. The kiss was wet, deep, and filled with lust. “Your body is a blank canvas for me to make pretty.”
He walked in front of her body, pressing her tits together. In the next second his teeth bit into her nipple, causing her to scream his title. He paused, and she called green. There was no need for this to stop. Without the use of her eyes, everything seemed heightened, almost too good to be true.
She didn’t know where he was coming from, or what to expect. Every single touch, caress, or strike only served to bring her closer to orgasm.
In one swift movement, he lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. His cock found her entrance, and slid deep inside her. She could do nothing but trust him as he continued to torture her breasts with his teeth. His hands held her ass in a firm grip. By tomorrow she would be bruised, and the pleasure could start all over again.
“Who is fucking you?” he asked.