TORTURE ME_ The Bandits MC(45)

Gage froze, apparently sensing that she’d gone stiff. He slowly, gently pulled his fingers out of her. “What is it? What’s wrong?” he asked, leaning up her body so that he hovered above her face.



At first, Fiona didn’t want to verbalize the answer. It was too horrible, too gross, too sick. But for some reason, staring up into Gage’s wide, worried eyes, she felt brave enough to say it, if only just this once.



“It’s just…he used to call me that. The kidnapper, when I was tied up in the basement,” she said, trying to sound as casual and calm as possible. Honestly, she couldn’t believe that after all their years together this never came up, but it hadn’t. She’d never told him that detail of her captivity before. She cleared her throat and spoke again, her voice only shaking a little bit. “He called me his good girl.”



“Oh,” Gage said, all of the color in his face suddenly fading away in less than a second. “Okay. I’m sorry, baby. I won’t call you that again.”



“No, no, it’s okay. I think…I think you should say it. Maybe it’ll help,” she said with a shrug.



“You mean it might help you associate that phrase with something other than him?” Gage asked.



“Yeah, I mean, it might, anyway. It’s worth a shot,” Fiona said.



“Okay, I’ll give it a try,” Gage said, sinking back down her body. He didn’t jump right back into the oral sex, though. Instead, he rubbed at her thigh muscles, applying pressure until some of the tension that had appeared a minute earlier seeped back away into nothingness.



Fiona sighed deeply, training her breathing so that the rest of her body followed suit, sinking deeper into the mattress under Gage’s careful, caring touch.



Gage began pressing soft, closed-mouth kisses to her cunt, starting at the bottom and working his way up to the most sensitive spot at the top. “What a good girl. What a sweet girl,” he murmured, letting his tongue briefly brush against her still-throbbing clit. “What a fucking angel,” he muttered as he pressed his mouth more firmly against that spot, causing all of her nerve endings to spring back to life.



“Ugh, yes, please,” she murmured, twirling her hips around in circles to get more of his mouth on her vulva. She felt herself get even wetter, if that was possible, as Gage’s tongue began licking more insistently at the top of her cunt, making her feel tingles that traveled all the way up her spine.



Gage finally closed his mouth around her clit again, licking it up and down, again and again and again, practically jacking her clit off with his tongue. “Oh, oh, shit!” she cried out, shoving her hips down to get more of Gage’s mouth around the top of her vulva. At the same time, Gage’s fingers returned to her hole, slipping inside with ease.



“Oh, God,” Fiona sighed out, panting harder for air as Gage’s tongue went faster over her clit, his fingers going deeper inside of her. “So deep,” she groaned, and Gage must have taken that as his signal to begin fucking her with his fingers, as he started thrusting them in and out, in and out, to the rhythm of his tongue moving over her clit. After another minute of this, Gage’s motions sped up, and Fiona couldn’t take it anymore. She had to reach down with her hands to tangle her fingers into Gage’s hair, press his face harder into her cunt. He muttered something into her pussy, but Fiona couldn’t make it out. It didn’t matter, though. She felt like she knew exactly what he was thinking, exactly what he was feeling. She felt like his blood was running through her veins, coursing straight to her heart.



Fiona thrusted her hips up and down, up and down, creating friction that had her moaning out louder than before, so loud that she was almost embarrassed by it. Gage flattened his tongue over her clit, rubbing down on it harder while his fingers began to move even faster, rapidly pumping in and out of her. Fiona felt several things all at once. The tingling in her cunt grew more and more powerful, transforming into a buzzing sensation that climbed its way up and down her body, setting her skin ablaze like a forest fire that just spread and spread and spread from one inch of her flesh to another. At the same time, Fiona felt like there was a hot little burning star in between her legs that just grew and grew and grew with each thrust of Gage’s tongue against her sensitive nub. It was like there was a great big sun inside of her, ready to explode and create an entirely new galaxy out of its matter. And then there was her heart, which had evidently traveled down to her cunt, if the feeling of her pulse was any indication, pounding in the center of her pussy like endless thunder. All of these sensations just became more and more powerful as Gage began to suck on her clit, applying pressure that had Fiona twist her torso around and scratch harder at the bedsheets and cry out, “Mmmmgh, unnnh, baby, yes.” And then…