Tied to the Billionaire(66)
How many of these is he going to do?
At the sixth stroke, Will stopped. Jade kept her head down, her hair concealing her face, but after a moment Will reached around her waist, rolling her over on his lap.
“Look at me.”
He was looking down at her with a strange expression, somewhere between pride and lust.
“Are you all right?”
“Yes. Sir,” Jade added, almost as an afterthought. The look on his face was somehow unlike any she had expected a Dom to wear.
“Good. Then we’ll move on.”
Will slid his arms under her shoulders and knees and stood, lifting Jade easily. At the other side of the room was a large beanbag. Will lowered her onto it, taking care over her abused ass, and Jade let her head fall back as her body sank into softness. She turned to watch him as he took one of her wrists, stretching her arm out, and noticed a projection that looked a little like a rubber hoop.
“What’s that?”
“A cuff.” Will flashed her a smile as he fed her wrist through the circlet, tightening it carefully. “This is a bondage chair. It will keep you comfortable for this next part. Okay?”
Jade mulled it over briefly. “Yes.”
Seriously? A bondage chair? Her mind was spinning, and yet, to her surprise, she wasn’t panicking. Even as Will began to fasten her other wrist, she found herself relaxed. Maybe it was the comfort. She had always thought bondage would be painful and awkward. This was decidedly not so.
The ankle cuffs were a little harder to manage, and Jade winced as one pressed against a bone. Will loosened the strap, moving it higher, and Jade tested it with a gentle tug. There was movement, but not enough to free her, and she bit her lip, growing wet at the knowledge that she was completely at his mercy.
Will stood, looking down at her, and Jade couldn’t hold back a moan as his eyes lingered on her splayed thighs.
“Remember what I said last night?” His voice was low, and a tremor ran through her. Automatically she tugged again at the restraints—they were securely fastened, and the smile that crossed Will’s face as he watched was almost predatory.
“This is all about needs. I fulfil yours as your Dom, you fulfil mine as my sub. You submit to me, you do what I want—I take care of your needs. You need never worry when you’re with me. You are always safe, always protected.”
“Yes,” Jade croaked. The wetness in her cunt was leaking onto the beanbag, and her fingers clenched convulsively. Touch me, damn it.
“Anything you might want, we can discuss. Anything you don’t like, we can strike out. Fisting. Anal sex. Toys. It’s all open. People often forget just how much power a sub has. If you say no, if you use your word, it doesn’t happen.”
“I—”
“You want something, Jade. Ask for it.”
I want you to f*ck me. I want you to—The words came out before Jade could stop them. “I want you to go down on me.”
Will’s smile took on a hungry quality.
“Request granted.”
Jade lifted her head to look at him as Will dropped to his knees. Crawling forward, he loomed over her, one hand on each side of her head. In one swift movement he pushed down on the back of the beanbag so that Jade’s head and shoulders fell into the hollow created.
Fuck! The bonds tightened on her wrists and ankles as Jade squirmed, struggling to see him. His breath tingled on her collarbone, her nipples pebbling, and she was suddenly conscious of her position—sprawled helpless in front of him, breasts upturned to be touched, cunt bared and aching for his mouth.
“Will—Sir—I—”
“Shhh.” His lips brushed against her breast, his tongue curling around her nipple, and Jade’s words were swallowed up in a moan.
Every nerve seemed to be on fire, responding to his touch with a jolt. His mouth trailed along her ribs, her stomach, his tongue tracing patterns on her hipbones, his lips pressing light kisses to the soft skin on her inner thighs. Then her lips were parted, and Jade cried out as a hard lick to her clit made her buck into his mouth.
“Oh God!”
The cuffs dug into her wrists as she writhed on the beanbag, arching up as she felt two fingers slide inside her, stroking her spot over and over. Will’s tongue seemed to be everywhere, tormenting her clit, teasing her folds. Her nipples ached to be touched and she tugged at the bonds, but they had her pinned tightly, and she moaned with longing.
“Please—”
Pleasure coiled in her gut. His fingers twisted, his tongue laving her clit, then sparks were flying, her fingers and toes were clenching, and Jade screamed as her climax hit her full force. Before her body had stopped convulsing, Will’s weight descended on her, his cock breached her and she gasped at the sudden invasion.
“Tell me how it makes you feel,” Will growled in her ear, his breath stirring her hair. “Let me hear you.”
“I—” The words came in a rush as another surge of ecstasy built, rippling outwards from her cunt. “You’re so good, so hard, I want you, I need you, I’m going to—”
With a cry Jade came, and Will’s groan told her he was coming as well, his hips hammering into hers one final time.
* * * *
“What do you think, Jade?”
“I don’t know.”
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