Buy Me 2 (Mistress Auctions, #2)(17)

Mandy never takes her eyes off me as I stand at the end of the bed, staring at her body. She’s stretched out perfectly on the king-size bed, allowing me to see every inch of her gorgeous body. I want to climb on top of her and f*ck her so hard, but more than that, I want her to beg.

The cool chain of her key around my neck is a gentle reminder that she’s mine. She may think it’s only for the next thirty days, but I don’t plan on ever releasing her. One thing Mandy doesn’t know is that this isn’t a sprint for me, it’s a marathon. I plan on taking my time with her and savoring every minute we are together, and right now, there is something very sweet on her body I need to savor.

Climbing onto the bed, I move between her legs, leaning down slowly. I don’t break eye contact with her as I pull her panties to the side and press an open-mouthed kiss on her * lips. Her eyes close tightly at the contact, and that just won’t do.

“Eyes on me, kitten.” When she opens her beautiful dark eyes, I can see the need in them. She’s already close to the edge after everything that’s happened tonight. “I want you to lie back and look up. Watch me love this sweet *.”

I see her eyes travel up to the mirror on the ceiling, and I watch as she takes a breath and moans slightly. I had this installed so she could see me on top of her body. I want her eyes always focused on us. I want her to see our bodies intertwined, and I want to show her how f*cking beautiful she is as she comes undone. I want the images of us burned into her brain so that every time the idea of leaving me crosses her mind, a picture of her cuffed to our bed while I eat her * comes to mind.

I lick my lips and lean back down, roughly kissing her sweet cunt. I don’t want to tease her too much right now. I’ll save that for later when she’s being punished, because at some point she’s going to need to be punished.

Her * is warm and sugary and she tastes like honey. I moan at the flavor, my mouth watering with every lick. It’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted, and the more I have of her, the more I want her. I close my eyes as I savor it, keeping my lips close to her cunt. It’s better than I dreamed possible.

I hear Mandy moaning, and her hips move with the rhythm of my mouth. I look up and see her staring at the mirror, watching me. It turns me on even more. I grind my erection into the bed, but I won’t let myself cum. I’ve been saving it for over a month, since that night she was so frustrated and couldn’t get off. I’ll wait until I get inside her, and then I’ll let myself do it. Until then, this is all for her pleasure.

She’s pulling at her cuffs, and her cries of desire are growing louder. “That’s it, kitten. Let me hear how good it is.”

“Oh God, please.”

“Say my name, kitten.” I lean down, nibbling her clit, and she lets out a small cry.

“Charles!” she shouts, and I smile against her cunt.

I suck her clit into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue over and over as she shouts into the empty room. Her hips buck off the bed, and I grab them with both hands, pinning her down as I continue to flick her sweet button.

“Yes, please, Charles, please!”

Just as she’s about to cum, I lean back, taking my mouth away, and slap her clit with the flat of my fingers. Her back bows off the bed, and she throws her head back, her mouth wide open as she screams her release.

Her orgasm is fierce as it grips her, and she pulls against all four cuffs, trying to somehow control the pleasure rocketing through her veins. As the echoes of her cries bounce off the wall, I put my mouth back on her and suck the rest of her orgasm from her. I taste her sweetness as it runs from her body, her pleasure hitting my tongue and making me fight to keep from cumming.

Feeling her cum against my face is pure heaven, and I lie there, enjoying it. I pull away just a little and rest my cheek on the inside of her thigh, rubbing my face on her soft skin there. I look at her pretty pink cunt and think about how badly I want to f*ck her. But I’ll wait. Now she knows the orgasm I’m capable of giving her, and I want her addicted to that intensity. I want her to think about it non-stop, so that the next time she wants to get off, she remembers this and begs for it. Begs for my cock to give it to her.

Kissing her * one last time, I pull her tiny thong back over her cunt, covering her up as much as possible. I sit up and go to her ankles, taking the cuffs off and rubbing the skin there to make sure everything is okay.

“What about you?”

Mandy’s voice sounds exhausted, and I smile. I doubt she could do much right now but lie here. Although, at this point, I’m so f*cking hard she could blow across the tip and I would cum.

“Not tonight, kitten.” Before I uncuff her wrists, I climb back on top of her and get close to her. She smiles shyly at me, and I see a blush creep across her cheeks. It’s so f*cking innocent and adorable, and it makes our first real kiss that much sweeter. Leaning down, I close my eyes and press my lips to hers. She’s tentative at first, but when my tongue touches hers, the flavor of her * combines with the taste of her kiss. It’s then I know what heaven is.

I want our kiss to go on forever, but I want to hold her too. Reluctantly, I pull away and move to the head of the bed, uncuffing one wrist, and then the other. Rubbing the delicate skin there, I check to make sure she’s totally unmarked.

“That looks pretty painful.”

She looks down at my cock being strangled in my underwear. Normally they aren’t this tight, but the monster has nowhere to go. I crawl in beside her and pull her to me, spooning behind her, and letting her rest her head on my arm. She fits perfectly against me, every line of her body mirroring my own. It’s as if she was made for me.