Authors: April Zyon
Finally she felt the slide of a
finger over one buttock, then the other.
His touch vanished again
and left her aching, wanting, and waiting for what was next.
She was
braced, ready and waiting. The first slap jolted her it was such a surprise.
The second was less so, and by the third she was getting into it.
She was pushing her ass back to
him time and time again. She was moaning now, her head down between her
shoulders, and she cried out as he smacked her ass over and over again. “Fin,
please.” She was begging him now, needing more.
A harder slap to her ass that
left much more sting behind. Then he peppered her ass with more slaps. After a
round of smacks he drew away, tugging her skirt back down over her ass just in
time for the doors of the lift to finally slide open. Taking her arm, he
straightened her out and got them walking toward their rooms.
She was more than a little
unsatisfied but she knew without a shadow of a doubt he would ensure that they
both soon were flying. She was trying to walk in a straight line but failed and
if not for Fin holding her up she would have fallen down. Once they were in
their room she looked at him.
“Where?” she asked softly.
“
Where what?” he asked after
sealing the doors. He shrugged out of his uniform jacket and moved to hang it
up. He shot her a curious look as he waited on her to expand on her question.
“
Where would you like me?” Oh no,
he so wasn’t going to get out of making love with her that fast. She frowned
and shrugged. “Or I could find the vibrating toy that you use on me. I would
like for it to be with you, though. I need you, husband.”
Fintan
slowly walked toward her while
undoing the buttons on his shirt.
“
Adira
,
little wife, what are my rules about when you are permitted to come?”
He
stopped in front of her, his hands moving to take hers in his.
“
When
you allow me to come.”
She bowed her head and stepped in closer to him. “I’m sorry for thinking to
take away your part in our relationship.” She felt terrible now, but also,
weirdly excited. She wanted to know what he would do to her now.
“
Precisely.
When I allow
you to come, because your body belongs to me.
Strip and climb onto the
bed. Lay on your back in the middle, arms over your head, legs spread wide with
your knees up. And put the blindfold on. You will
lay
there, quietly, and wait for whatever I decide to do to you. Should I decide
you come quickly, you will, and if I decide to draw it out, you must wait. Do
you understand?”
“
Yes, Sir,” she told him with her
head still bowed. Doing as he instructed, she placed the blindfold on first and
climbed onto the bed. On her back she stretched her body for him the way that
he wanted, her knees up and slightly apart. She didn’t speak. Instead, she
waited anxiously.
Chapter Eighteen
Time seemed to stretch out while
Adira
lay
waiting on the bed. She
couldn’t hear
Fintan
moving around, so she had no
idea where he was in their rooms. She knew for a fact he’d never leave her
there; he’d made that very clear when they’d first used the blindfold. He
wouldn’t abandon her to uncertainty.
Finally, after what felt like an
eternity, she felt the bed dip. Still only complete silence from him. He didn’t
touch her, and she couldn’t even feel his breath on her skin. She knew he was
looking at her though, the weight of his gaze almost a stroke over her every
sense available.
It was a struggle not to wiggle
and not to move. It was difficult to keep from reaching out for him and talking
to him. It was hard for her but she remained quiet. She was still just as he
had instructed her so often. He made sure she always knew just what to expect
with their sessions together. This time, however, he was so quiet, so still. He
didn’t touch her and that was bothering her, a great deal.
“
I can practically hear your
thoughts. Your mind is spinning, isn’t it?” he asked. He didn’t wait for her
answer, though. Instead he threw out another question. “What are you thinking,
Adira
?”
“
I’m worried that I went too far,
Fintan
. Typically you’ve at least touched me by now. Have I
gone too far?” The worry was in her voice as she spoke.
The bed shifted again and she
felt the brush of his legs, the coarse hair there giving it away, against her
inner thighs. His hand moved up her cheek to lift the blindfold a little. “
Adira
, you could never go too far with me. Never think
that, little wife. But it doesn’t mean I’ll let you get away with testing the
limits on our contract. You agreed to all the terms, which means when you test
the limits I’ll respond in a manner I think befitting to instruct you
otherwise.” He brushed his thumb over her lips. “Trust in me,
Adira
. I will never hurt you, and I will never let your
aches and needs go unanswered. But I may—and will—make you wait for them
depending on what I think is needed at the time.”
“
I understand,” she told him with
a nod and took a deep breath. “Thank you for taking the time to talk to me.
For soothing me.”
He always would and she knew it. God, she
loved that about him. “I’m ready for my punishment now, Sir.”
Fintan
shook his head at her. “You
really needn’t look so happy about it,
Adira
. It
loses something when you are happy to get the punishment.” He moved the blindfold
back into place and eased back until there was no more contact. “Grip the
headboard and, no matter what, do not let go.”
Adira
nodded and gripped the
headboard.
“Yes, Sir.”
She shifted slightly and
stretched her body out for him. She was in position for him and waited eagerly
for him to use her body as he saw fit.
“
Lift your hips up as high as you
can,” he told her. Once she did as he asked, she felt him moving something in
under her. “And down.” Her bottom landed on a pile of pillows, leaving her body
in an arch, with her pussy and ass open and lifted for him.
Adira’s
legs were at an odd angle but
once she braced her feet onto the pillows she let out a sigh. She was once more
clenching the headboard behind her and licked her lips. She was anxious and
needful, desperate for him.
His breath over her damp folds
was the first indication he was up to something. The next was a soft buzzing
sound. She didn’t recognize it until he pressed the item to her clit and she
nearly shot off the bed. Then it was gone to press against her anus for a
moment,
then
gone once more before trailing up her
slit to rub over her clit once more.
She was panting now, and the
vibrations of the object had her shuddering. “You found the remote to make it
vibrate,” she praised with another jerk of her body. She never let go of the
headboard; it was what she was told to hold on to and she would.
“
That I did,” he told her. “I also
picked up a few more items at the same place where I got this a week ago when
we stopped. But those are for later. For now…” The item slid back down and he
eased it into her pussy, pushing it in deep. The vibrations were subtle at
first but then he apparently began to play with the remote.
Adira
gasped but she bit her lip to
keep from crying out. She clenched her pussy around the vibrating toy and
shuddered. She didn’t come, but she was getting there. “Thank you, Sir.” She
was panting as she said that, thanking him as she was supposed to.
He dialed it back so it was a
slow, faint vibration. Then she felt his mouth on her pussy, licking, nibbling
on her folds, and flicking her clit. He toyed with her gently, bringing her
need to a low simmer.
Constant but never building too far or
disappearing into nothingness.
Adira
was shaking. Her need was
growing and building higher and higher. She clutched the headboard once more
and whimpered. “Please, Sir.” She begged for more, needed so much more. “That
feels so good.”
Fintan
settled for stroking her clit
slowly with his tongue. At the same time the object in her sheath began to
throb fast. It was almost a perfect match for her heartbeat. She felt one of
his hands, flat to her skin, sliding slowly up her belly to her breasts.
Cupping one, he squeezed it.
Adira
arched into his touch, her lower
lip caught by her teeth and her nipples rock hard in waiting for his touch.
When he finally did touch her she sobbed, then bit down on her lips once more.
He was killing her slowly, making
her ache, and making her want more. She felt him rubbing a slick finger to her
ass.
Spreading something silky over the tight bud and into
her hole.
Over and over he seemed to apply more of the liquid.
Adira
wasn’t entirely sure what it was, but she was
guessing it was some of the lubricant since she could feel a slight warming
sensation building every time he worked it deeper into her hole.
“
Thank you, Sir. That feels so
good. Thank you for the lubrication.” Yes she was thanking him for that,
because she knew that if she was lucky he would soon be fucking her there as
well. She was ever so hopeful at least.
Easing a finger into her anus,
Fintan
worked it slowly in and out. He continued to add
more lubricant, then a second finger. Slowly he worked her as he suckled on her
clit and toyed with her nipples.
She bit her lower lip and
shuddered. “Please, Sir. I need you,” she begged, pushing back against his
fingers in her anus.
He bit her clitoris in silent
reprimand, scraping his teeth lightly over the flesh before letting go. He gave
her nipples a pinch, a flick, and let his hand trail down her belly. For a
moment she felt the brush of his lips over her stomach but was soon distracted
by the change in vibrations.
Adira
could also feel
his cock rubbing up and down her slit a moment after he withdrew his fingers
from her ass.
She pushed back against him, unable
to help herself. It felt far too good for her not to do just that. Biting her
lower lip, she was whimpering now. She tasted blood from how hard she was
biting her lip to keep from crying out and demanding more from him.
One of his hands gripped her jaw gently.
“Stop that,
Adira
. There’s no need to cause yourself
harm, little wife.” When she let her lip go he slid his hand slowly down her
throat and over her chest. He rubbed a hand over her chest as he began to press
his cock into her ass, taking his time to feed it in.
She gasped when he began to fill
her body. She had her eyes closed and she licked her lips. “Please.” She
whispered that one word because she was desperate for more, loved the way that
it felt to have the object vibrating in her pussy and his cock in her ass.
He stroked his hand down lower
over her belly until his thumb touched her clit. Slowly strumming the tight
bud, he continued to press into her ass. Then he withdrew, squeezed more
lubrication into her tight hole, and pressed back in again.
Fintan
did that a few more times before he began to thrust in and out.
“
Yes,” she hissed out loudly.
“That’s exactly what I needed.” He was always so careful of her but now that he
was starting to truly fuck her, she was lost in the feelings and needed more.
Wanted more.
“
Pull the blindfold off,” he
ordered. “Then play with your nipples. Nothing else, just toy with your
nipples.” His thumb began to rub slowly at her clit, rolling it around as he
thrust harder into her ass. His free hand held tightly to her hip to keep her
up on the pillows.
She tugged the blindfold off and
allowed it to drop to the side of the bed. With the hand that released the
blindfold she began to toy with her nipples, her other hand still holding the
headboard tightly while she moved along with him.
Their gazes met, and held. His
face was intense, focused, and slowly a smile curved his lips a little. That’s
when things went up a notch. She didn’t know where he had the remote, but
seemingly without moving he jacked up the vibrations in her pussy. At the same
time he began to thrust harder, deeper, all the while toying with her sensitive
clit.
Adi
cried out, his name a scream
that was torn from her lips. She was pushing against him over and over again.
“Please, Sir, please can I come?” She was holding on to her orgasm, but just
barely. She was desperate for more.
He pinched her clit, squeezing it
tight and pushing her closer to the edge. “You may come,” he said softly.
Letting her clit go, he grabbed hold of both her hips and held her to take his
cock again and again.
The pumping of his cock in and
out of her ass had her gasping for air. When he smacked her ass with his free
hand she screamed once more and came in a blinding flash. Her legs tightened
around his hips, holding him deep inside of her body as he pumped harder and
harder. “Please,” she begged, reaching out and touching him. He had given her
explosions and she wanted the same for him.
Catching her hands, he laced his
fingers through hers, holding on tight as his expression got harder and harder.
Then his eyes narrowed for a split second before he threw his head back on a
shout. He slammed his cock into her ass and she could feel the throb as his
semen spilled into her body.
Adira’s
legs were wrapped tightly around
him as he spilled deeply into her body. She was shivering,
then
finally smiled. “Perfect,” she told him and went completely limp under him.
“Pull the pillows from under me so that we can rest, please?”
Groaning softly, he turned off
the vibrations before pulling the item from her sopping pussy. Dropping it onto
the floor, he tugged the pillows from under her and tossed them up toward the
head of the bed, then eased over her.
Fintan
pressed
kisses over her chest, neck, and finally to her lips. “I love you,
Adira
.”
With her arms around him, she
simply smiled. “As I love you, husband.
My
Fintan
.”
She was curled in as close to him as she
possibly could get and loved it.
The feeling of his body
close to hers, the feeling of his hands on her body.
All
of it.
This was perfection.
He nuzzled at her cheek. “You are
looking rather pleased with yourself,
Adira
.” His
fingers traced around her collarbone gently. Not a sexual touch, just one where
a man liked to pet his woman. Something Fin did quite often, she realized.
While he wasn’t overly affectionate in public, he did touch her a lot. Little
touches, soft caresses, the pressing of his hand to her back.
“
I am feeling very pleased with
myself,” she admitted with a smile.
“Because I have you
holding me, touching me.
Everything that you do with me, for me, and to
me makes me happy. I love how much you love me.”
“
How much do I love you?” he
asked.
Adira
felt his lips curve against her cheek.
His finger slid up to her shoulder and slowly down her arm until he could pull
one of her hands in between them. Lowering his head, he pressed a kiss to each
of her fingers while he waited for her reply.
“
You love me with every beat of
your heart. You love me with every breath you take. You love me more than you
love your own life. You live to ensure that I’m happy just as I live to ensure
the same with you. We have always been meant to be together.
Forever.”
He scraped his teeth up one of
her fingers before he nodded. “I think you are right,” he said softly.
“Actually, I know you are correct. We have always been meant to be, you and I.
Fated, even. Otherwise how in the universe could we have met under such
impossible circumstances, and come out of it together?”