Penalty Clause (Risque Contracts Book 1)(19)

“Caleb!” I screamed, my voice raspy from overuse. Spasms racked my body as I was thrown over the cliff he’d been holding me from all night long. My vision grayed and I was lost in a sea of pleasure so intense, I didn’t know if I’d ever recover. Without Caleb holding onto the ropes binding me, I would have melted into a puddle on the mattress.

“Breathe, baby.” Caleb’s reminder in my ear had me gasping for breath. He’d taken me so far beyond anything I’d experienced, I’d actually forgotten to breathe.

When I started to relax again, Caleb lowered me onto the mattress. He tugged lightly on the chain running between my nipples and a deep moan crept up my throat. “This is going to sting a bit,” he warned as he wrapped his thumb and forefinger around one nipple. With his other hand, he gripped the top of the clamp and slowly squeezed until it loosened and he could lift it off. The sudden freedom was intense as my throbbing flesh expanded.

“Argh,” I moaned, the bite of pain unexpected even with his warning.

“I know it hurts, baby, but I need to get them off. As pretty as your nipples look clamped, they can’t stay on any longer.”

I gritted my teeth as he worked his magic on the other side, breathing in sharply as the blood rushed into my nipple. Then his hands slowly unwound the ropes from my body, soothing my skin along the way. His mouth trailed after his hands, nibbling a path along my skin. Oddly enough, I missed the constriction of the rope as soon as it was loosened. Once every inch of my skin was bared to him again, he stepped back and watched me with a considering gaze.

“My Madeleine likes my rope, doesn’t she?”

“Yes,” I whisper, my voice quivering as I realized how much of an understatement it was. I didn’t just like what Caleb had done to my body, I loved it.

“I’m going to have you bound and begging for me in a moment,” he promised as he bent over and grabbed a coil of red rope out of his duffel bag. “I’m changing to silk, because you won’t be able to stop yourself from pulling against the ropes. This one won’t slide against your skin quite as much.”

He adjusted my body so I was lying in the middle of the bed. Once he had me settled to his satisfaction, he made quick work of tying my wrists to either side of the headboard, then ran his hands down the inside of my arms, over my chest, to my hips.

“Spread your legs for me, baby.”

I was completely under his spell and didn’t think twice. My legs fell open and his hand trailed down my inner thigh and calf until it was wrapped around my ankle. He dropped a kiss to my instep before winding the silken bond around my ankle and tying it to the footboard, then he moved to the other leg and did the same, leaving me vulnerable and exposed—entirely dependent on him.

“You were beautiful before, but you’re fucking magnificent like this, Madeleine. The trust you’re showing me right now means more than you’ll ever know, baby. I’m going to reward you for that trust.”

And he did reward me. With his lips and his hands. His teeth and his fingers. He didn’t leave an inch of my skin untouched. He nipped and sucked, leaving love marks all over my body. Then he kissed and licked, soothing each and every reddened spot. It was slow. Thorough. And incredibly arousing. Each time I strained against the ropes, I was reminded of who was in control here. Caleb. Not me. Him.

For years, I’d held myself away from others, but there was no way to hold myself back from Caleb. He didn’t leave me anywhere to hide. I was his to do with as he pleased, and he laid me bare—physically and emotionally.

When he finally lined his cock up to my entrance and slid inside, I was mindless with pleasure. My back arched from the bed as I jerked against the ropes with all my might, determined to bring him as deep as he could get.

“Caleb,” I gasped.

“Open your eyes and look at me, baby. Watch me as I take you.”

My eyes jolted open at his command. I did as he asked, watching the play of his muscles as he hammered into me. His eyes were on me as he fucked me hard and rough, his hands clenched in the sheets on either side of me while his body covered mine. My body jerked with each of his thrusts, held immobile by the ropes as I took what he gave me and reveled in it. I felt my orgasm building inside me, enormous and powerful in its strength.

“Come for me,” Caleb rasped, his fingers grazing my clit and sending me over the edge. I cried out as my pussy clenched around his dick. My eyes locked with his as he continued to pound inside me and I watched in fascination when his head snapped back and he growled low in his throat. Once. Twice. Three more thrusts and he planted himself deep, holding still while he came for me.