Owned by the Bad Boy(34)

“You like being treated like my little slut, don’t you?”

My fingers slide in her pussy. She’s so wet that it gets all over my knuckles. My mouth waters as I feel her clench around my fingers. So fucking tight.

Claire groans into the gag as I pulse my fingers in and out. I love the way she closes her eyes, lashes fluttering on her flushed cheeks.

I bend down to my knees, face-to-face with her pussy. The vibrator skirts madly over her skin. First I play with her, touching it gently over her mound. I graze the little swollen nub.

Claire screams, yanking her arms forward as the vibrator sends shocks through her pussy. I’ve never seen her so wild. She keeps moaning a single word, but I can’t make it out.

“Are you saying something?”

Her brows knit together when I laugh, pressing the egg over her nub a little harder. It gets harder to concentrate. She’s so fucking wet that I could pick her up right now and impale her without the slightest resistance, but I wanted to make her suffer.

I roll the egg down between her folds, and then with a single finger I push it inside her. Her screams bounce around me as I lean forward, taking her clit in my mouth. The moment I suck, she tightens her thighs. I eat her pussy for all I’m worth, flicking my tongue over her nub and then sliding down where I’m going to fuck her with my cock. Then I fuck her with my tongue, the vibrator buzzing away.

Claire lets out long, drawn-out moans. Suddenly they become faster, and I know she’s close. Jesus Christ—the temptation to just sink my dick into her— No, I can’t.

I reach into my pocket and click the remote again, silencing the vibrator. I pull it out and close my mouth over her, sucking hard. I let her juices slip down my throat—so fresh and clean. Every moan that shakes from her mouth is like a hand on my cock, and I pull back to stand up.

Claire is dazed. She stumbles on her feet a little, a line of drool running down her chin from the gag.

“Did you like that?”

She mumbles something in response, leaning into the circle of my arms.

“Good, because I’m going to punish you now.”

Reaching between her legs, I slip the egg back inside her swollen pussy, giving her a smack before I turn it back on. A loud buzzing fills the air as Claire dances on her toes, unable to get away from the stimulation.

I touch my cock briefly, resisting the urge to bring it to its breaking point, and I unbuckle my belt. The leather slides out of my pants loudly, which I let fall. My boxers are next to go, and then I kick my clothing aside, just as naked as she is.

The belt loops in my hand as I watch her writhe in the chains, my other hand wrapped around my cock. A stab of anger hits me and I lash out with the belt. She moans as it lands on her thigh, making a bright-red strip. I walk around her as my heart seems to pound with each step. The crack of the belt splits the air. I slap her ass, producing a wide, angry streak. Then I make an X and she lunges forward. I grab her waist from behind and pull her into my body, my cock throbbing behind her back.

“Who owns your fucking body?”

Claire shrieks, the shrill noise absorbed by the gag. I toss the belt aside as my hand strokes her bony hip. Then it slides down, cupping her soaked pussy.

A roaring sound pulses in my head as I grab her ass with the other hand and smack her as hard as I can. She screams with pleasure even as I spank her, still overwhelmed with the vibrator inside her.

“Who fucking owns you?”

My chuckle rebounds in the room as she yells out some muffled response. Then I finally reach up and loosen the straps on her ball gag, and it falls over her chin to rest at the base of her neck. Claire takes a high-pitched breath.

SMACK!

“Who owns you?”

“You do!”

“Who owns this pussy?”

I squeeze her, and she tries to turn around.

“You—please!”

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me!”

I’m throbbing all over. “Say it again. Tell me who owns you.”

“You own me. You own my body. Please!”

I nuzzle her neck, my dick close to falling off at this point with the amount of blood inside it. I spin her around, ripping out the vibrator so that it crashes on the floor. I reach underneath her ass and hoist her up so that she’s straddling my waist. My cock’s so fucking hard that a sword couldn’t cut through it. There’s hardly any resistance when I sink my pebbled head through. Her walls squeeze my cock and it’s like heaven. The warmth surrounds me, and all I’m driven by is a primal urge for deeper. Harder.

I grab her hips and thrust into her like a battering ram.

“Luc! Oh my God, Luc!”

Yes, keep saying my name.

Our lips meet as I dig my cock inside her, our hips making a wet, slapping sound as they meet. It won’t take me long to come, especially when she’s moaning into my mouth and screaming my name. Her tongue forces inside my mouth and the pressure from my head explodes. I feel her clenching around my cock as she comes, too, her face twisted in agony or pleasure. I feel the warm rush of liquid as my cum coats her womb, and I yank her hips toward me, making sure that every drop sinks into her pussy.