Sugar Baby Beautiful(26)
CHAPTER SEVEN
Your Past Be Damned
Felicity
3:50 p.m.
When we made it back to his penthouse, neither of us said a word since I told him I had kissed another man. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder like he was some caveman, turning me on in ways I couldn’t begin to explain. He dropped me on his navy-blue satin sheets then grabbed something from his dresser.
“Naked now.” It was all he had to say.
There was no room for argument, no hesitation, so I followed his orders. Standing up on my knees, I unbuttoned my shirt as he stood over me and watched. I threw my shirt at him, and he caught it before throwing it on the ground. I took off my bra and was a little embarrassed about the underwear I had on, though there was no helping it. He looked over both my breasts but still didn’t crack. Next came my jeans, though I kept on my panties. He raised his eyebrow when he read the words written on them: Ask first.
Thank you, Victoria’s Secret. I pulled them down, allowing them to fall to my feet.
He took a step forward, and I was sure he could hear and see how fast I was breathing. My heart felt like it was trying to escape my chest.
“May I?” He lifted a black tie.
Wasn’t it a little late for that question? Either way I nodded. He held on to my wrists and bound them to his bedpost.
“Were you a boy scout?” I pulled on the tie, but the knot didn’t budge.
Using a blindfold or another tie, he covered my eyes and knotted it behind my head.
“No,” he said directly in my ear. “And that’s your last question.”
That was my only question.
He placed the palm of his hand on my ass and rubbed it in a gentle, circular motion. “How much can you take?”
I grinned. “How much can you give?”
SMACK.
I bit my lips and closed my eyes, enjoying the wave of pleasure that vibrated from my ass to the rest of my body. My nipples hardened in excitement, my pussy already wet for him.
More, my mind begged.
“You kissed another man.”
SMACK.
“Yes!” I cried. “I did.”
SMACK
Oh… oh… I had no words for how amazing this felt.
“Didn’t I tell you I don’t share?”
SMACK
“We weren’t togeth—”
SMACK
“Ugh….” I gripped the bedpost, my chest rising and falling heavily.
SMACK.
“Fuck yes!” I moaned loudly and licked my lips. My toes curled. I was in my own personal heaven.
SMACK.
“How red can your ass get?”
SMACK.
“Oh… yes… please!” I was shaking.
“You’re so wet, Felicity,” he said, and I jumped when he stroked my pussy. “This is my satisfaction, not yours… I should stop.”
“No,” I begged. I didn’t even recognize my voice, but I didn’t care. I just didn’t want him to stop yet.
“Beg me.” He rubbed soothing circles on my ass cheeks before he kissed them both. “Beg me, Felicity.”
His husky voice made me shiver. I moaned just from hearing that. “Please… again. Do it again.”
“Say you belong to me.”
“No. I belong to myself.”
“Wrong answer,” he said, and I felt him brush my hair to the side, exposing my back. “Oh well, I’ll take my time and enjoy you.”
He kissed up my spine. His hands were everywhere. One moment they were grasping my breast, squeezing them tightly, then they were pulling on my nipples. Next they were working their way down my stomach, where he began to play with my clit.
When he kissed the top of my neck, he shoved two fingers into me, going in and out of my pussy so slowly I wanted to cry out in frustration. I pulled on the tie again, wanting to touch him back.
“Give in to me, Felicity.” He bit the top of my ear, and my lips parted. “Let me give you pleasure every time you need it, no matter where we are. I want to fuck you everywhere.”
Gasping, I rocked against his fingers and tilted my head back to allow him to kiss my neck. Just as I was adjusting to this new torture, he stopped, removed his fingers, and placed them at my lips.
“Lick,” he directed, and I did. Sticking my tongue out, I tasted myself on his fingertips. “See, Felicity? Your whole body wants to belong to me. Give in to me.”
He pressed his cock against my entrance, allowing me to feel how hard he was, how he twitched with excitement.
“Give in to me, and I will give in to you, to only you, past be damned.”
Sin, that’s what I wanted. That was what he was offering. I needed to end this torture.
“Okay,” I whispered.
“Say it, Felicity. Say it proudly.”
“I’m yours, Theo. Only yours.”