Lunar Temptations

Ch 51

That didn't make him go faster; instead, he took his time and slowly explored my folds. He rubbed back and forth, and the sensation was beginning to drive me insane. At one point, I bit my lip so hard to hold back a moan. There were guards down there, and the last thing I wanted was for them to know that we were on the roof doing it.

The pleasure began to build as he rubbed me harder but not enough to throw me down the edge. I felt myself nearing, but that man would purposefully slow down. I wanted to almost grab his face and bury it between my legs just so I could get my high, but something told me he would punish me for it too like he was doing right then.

"Zayden." A gasp escaped me when his finger neared my entrance and traced it, teasing me. "Please-" I began to say, but he cut me off.

"Please what?" He asked, and I gulped. He was making me spell out everything, and he certainly loved it, didn't he? To watch me suffer and beg for his touch just so he could get climb me up and push me down, and I didn't want any more than that either. My body craved the fall he was promising me and keeping me from. Every part of my existence wanted him to give me the literal blinding orgasm that he was holding back.

"Please, f**k me with those fingers," I said breathlessly, trembling for more. My legs were writhing from the desire of his hand inflicting the torture on me. It was pure torture to me - being naked and blindfolded under the night sky with either his voice whispering curses as he watched me moaning or his hands fulfilling my need.

"You're learning your lesson very well, Red." He said, soaking his fingers in my wetness as he traced them above my entrance. Anticipation built inside me like a bomb ready to explode. "Remember, your stunts and disobedience will only get you so far." With that, his fingers dived into my warm cunt, and he buried them deep inside.

A gasp mixed with a moan left me, and this one was the loudest, but I was too indulged in the pleasure to care about it anymore. His fingers stretched me as far as he could.

"f**k- you're so tight." He murmured, placing a soft kiss on my belly and then proceeding to suck it. The last time I have done this was long ago. Orgasms were one thing, but having s*x was another, and I didn't even remember the last time a man had touched me like this. My head was hanging off the top rail of the chair as my legs were on his shoulder and would only if he did. He had sat up a little higher making my legs press against my front.

He waited a moment and placed small bites on my skin, and I was pretty sure, I would have hickeys all over after we would be done. I tightened as he dragged his both fingers out and slammed them into me before curling and hitting that spot.

"Fuck.." I cursed out with the immense pleasure hitting me in waves. My head was dangling impossibly down, and my toes curled with the drive. He continued to pull back and drive into that spot and abuse it until I was a moaning mess. I was throbbing from the need for a release, and I knew he could sense it too when he increased his pace.

Continuous moans erupted from me as he f****d me with those fingers. He was all that was left in my senses, and that I could feel. He was inside me, between my legs, and on top of me. I was at his mercy, and my hands were bound to balance myself as I held myself steady. His pace was steady, and when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, his lips came onto my bare n*****s. A bite from them, and I was screaming his name. My hand travelled to his hair as I tucked into them hard, burying him deep into me. I could be consumed by him, and I would still love every bit of it.

The pleasure in my groin started to become unbearable as his hands never stopped. His lips, however, were savouring every bit of my skin. His movements began to grow frigid as I felt him growing rougher. At one point, he pulled back and pushed my thighs further back into me until they were pressing against my boobs. His breathing was audible as I could sense something impending.

"You're breathtaking," he pulled the fingers out right when I thought I would come all over his hands. He was there and staring, I could feel him breathing hard. The silence was burning me with fear and anticipation of what was to come. Fear was thrilling by now, and with the blindfold on - I could expect anything to come.

Following my thoughts, he slammed his fingers right into me again, but this one his mouth came down too. I would have screamed, but the pleasure was too blinding for me to even squeak. All I could do was take it in. Take in everything he was giving me - his tongue licking me like a thirsty man finding water for the first time, his fingers taking me as if he owned me, and his raspy breath gracing my skin with all kinds of tingles.

My back arched as I was bound at his mercy, and he devoured me like a beast that had been let loose. His tongue lapped at me and sucked and bit my clit until I was truly blinded by pleasure. Pain mixed with pleasure should be a forbidden combination considering how I wanted him to eat my p***y while I would gladly take every inch of pain and pleasure from it. I was on the edge of exploding when he pulled his mouth away, his fingers still going in deep.

I groaned in frustration, "Don't do this." It came out more as a plea.