Cuffed to the Bad Boy Cop: A Stepbrother Romance (17 page)

I studied the floggers available to me. My first instinct was to grab the softer suede flogger. It didn't hit very hard and served as more of a warm-up for the heavier, snappier bite of the leather floggers. My gaze slid to those and I chose the middle-sized one. It had a bite that would leave my ass red but wasn't so nasty I wouldn't be able to settle in and enjoy the rush of endorphins that accompanied such play.

Though it was a stretch for my jaw, I clamped the heavy handle in my mouth and closed the chest. With the flogger between my teeth, I crawled to Gage and presented it to him. He took it from me and caressed my cheek. "Nice choice, sugar."

I smiled up at him. "Thank you, Sir."

"Up on the bed."

Like a puppy happy to please her owner, I hopped up onto the bed and rested my weight on my forearms. Ass in the air, I trembled with anticipation. We had never gone straight to flogging without some kind of warm-up. I wondered what kind of game Gage was up to by introducing the flogger before he had even kissed me but trusted that he had a plan and that it was something I would enjoy. That was the price of submission, after all.

My lips parted with a shocked sigh as the leather tendrils whacked my backside. He didn't use much force. The leather tongues licked at my cool skin. Slowly, warmth spread along my cheeks and thighs. Gage took his time tormenting me with the flogger. The strips thwacked my backside and thighs at a slow, steady pace.

Heat blossomed there, and I fought the urge to wiggle or move to escape the increasing force of the blows. My earliest lessons with Gage had included the major rules of play. One: Call Gage
Sir
. Two: Always use a safe word if frightened or overwhelmed. Three: Never move when being struck.

So I held perfectly still and accepted the falling blows. It wasn't easy. Every instinct within me flared to life and demanded I escape the thudding leather tongues, but I fought the urge. I embraced my need to experience the pain and the pleasure and lost myself in the wicked sensations Gage evoked.

When the flogger delivered its last stinging, heavy blow, I sucked in a ragged breath. My ass ached and my skin prickled with heat. I fisted the comforter in my hands but didn't move. I hissed when Gage's big hands cupped my bare cheeks. His palms were cool against my blazing hot skin.

"Look at this sweet, red ass." Gage hummed with satisfaction at his work. He smacked my right cheek and then the left with his big hand, and I squealed with discomfort. He chuckled and spanked me a few more times. "So fucking pink and pretty."

He placed a noisy kiss on my right cheek. "I figured after all that hard work you've put in the last couple of weeks, you deserved a good flogging and a rough fuck."

I swallowed hard and nodded as a thrill of excitement rocked me. "Yes, Sir." My pussy clenched with need. I wanted his cock in me now. "
Please
, Sir."

"Soon." He kneaded my aching flesh and bent forward to skim his lips down my spine. The rough edges of the patches on the front of his uniform shirt scratched my tender skin. He embraced me from behind and raised me up onto my knees.

With his arms wound around my waist, he kissed my neck and nibbled my ear lobe. I shivered in his strong arms. He palmed my breasts and pinched my nipples until I gasped and groaned. My clit throbbed as he rolled the sensitive peaks between his fingertips. I clutched at his thick, corded forearms and held on tight as he teased me.

When Gage dragged me onto my back, I didn't fight him. He hauled me up to the head of the bed. I noticed the silver cuffs I had once stolen from the top of his dresser sitting on the pillow next to me. Those simple silver handcuffs had gotten me into so much trouble that night. Not that I would have changed anything, of course. That stupid act had led me to Gage and to this.

I panted and licked my lips as Gage grasped my wrists and quickly cuffed me to the headboard. He threaded the chain through the metal slats and fixed the cuffs to my wrists, securing me in a helpless position. The lengths of rope he had laid out earlier were used to bind my ankles. He pulled my legs into the air and attached the free ends of his ropes to the headboard.

Feet in the air and arms overhead, I gazed up at him. My thighs were wide open, and I was fully on display to him. He stared at my pussy, no doubt seeing the slick nectar of arousal seeping from my core. He petted me slowly and lightly. I held my breath and wiggled my hips in a desperate attempt to coax him to do more.

He just smiled and shook his head. "Doesn't work like that, sugar. I run this show, remember?"

"Yes, Sir."

He explored me with his fingers and swirled them around my swollen clit before dipping it inside me. I moaned as desire blazed through me.
More
, I begged silently.
Please, God, more!

"Do you know what this is?" Gage picked up a small hot-pink egg-shaped device.

"A new vibrator, Sir?"

He nodded. "It's wireless. I picked it up over the weekend. You're going to enjoy it."

I cried out in shock when Gage slipped the vibrator inside me. "Oh!"

He held up a small remote controller and punched a button. I gasped as the toy vibrated to life inside me. He had placed it deep enough inside that it rattled that sensitive spot along my inner wall and sent delicious vibrations right up to my clit. "Oh!"

Gage leaned over me and kissed me gently. "You enjoy that while I get undressed." He checked the circulation in my arms and feet by lightly poking me. Seemingly satisfied with his handiwork and my safety, he slid off the bed and headed for the bathroom.

I wasn't worried. The door was open and he had the mirror to keep an eye on me. Gage wouldn't put me at risk, not when I was tied up like this. Besides that damn toy in my pussy was driving me crazy! It vibrated at a low frequency and not nearly hard enough to make me come. It kept me on edge and made me moan.

I tried squirming and wiggling to change the way it stimulated me but it was no use. I was helpless as the toy tormented me. From inside the bathroom, Gage must have hit a button. The vibrator kicked up a few notches. I inhaled a shuddery breath as the vibrations pushed me closer to an orgasm. My lower belly wobbled and I moaned with need.

"No!" The toy went dead inside me. I squirmed and shook but the building orgasm faded. Pouting, I glared at the open bathroom door. A second later, the vibrator started shaking. It was on slow again. I groaned and squeezed my inner muscles, clenching the vibrator with my intimate muscles to get the most stimulation from the slow vibrations.

"Look at you," Gage said with a laugh. He strolled into the bedroom naked and looking drop-dead sexy. Even on the edge of coming, I could appreciate all that hard male flesh, especially the tattoos marking his arms and chest. "Do you want to come, sugar?"

"Yes. Please," I begged breathlessly. "Please, Sir. Please."

"Well," he said carefully and climbed onto the bed. "You have been an exceptionally good girl this week."

"Please, Sir.
Please
!"

Gage slid down onto his stomach and nuzzled his chin across my pussy. I gasped and curled my toes at the wickedness of it. "All right, sub. You can come all you'd like."

"Ah!" The vibrating egg inside me went crazy. Gage must have hit the button again. When his tongue touched my clit, I fucking lost it. I thrashed and cried out as he fluttered his tongue over my swollen bud. The toy vibrated so hard I could feel my lower belly quivering.

Gage ripped orgasm after orgasm out of my body. With his tongue and the toy, he forced me to come until I was a blubbering, begging fool. "Sir! I—oh!
Unnnhhhh
!"

He groaned with excitement and approval. He tugged my clit between his lips and flicked that little pearl until I couldn't breathe or think. I was just a big, throbbing ball of bliss. Finally, he showed mercy. Saturated with pleasure, I sagged against the bed and moaned as he pulled the vibrator from my body.

Still overwhelmed with sheer delight, I missed the menacing jangle of the nipple clamps. I hissed as the first clamp bit my nipple. The second made me groan. My nipples pulsed between the squeezing metal teeth. The heavy chain between the clamps slapped against my chest with every movement. I had learned that holding still was the smart thing to do when wearing clamps. Every jerk of the chain sent little fiery stabs right through my breast.

A few moments later, I felt his fingertips searching between my ass cheeks. With my legs in the air, my anus was perfectly available to him. He smeared lube over my pucker and slowly fucked me with his fingers. Still so aroused, I moaned and enjoyed the sensation of his thick digits gliding in and out of my bottom.

He snatched up a condom from the selection of toys and implements he had placed on the bed in preparation or our tryst. When he used a condom, I knew it was going to be a long, rough fuck. He always wore one when he planned to take my ass
and
my pussy.

He slathered lube on the condom and pressed his cock against my anus. I consciously relaxed and welcomed his invading dick. I winced as he pierced me. The first few strokes were always the strangest. The biting sting wasn't very comfortable. Always a good Dom, Gage stopped at the first sign of my discomfort. He touched my cheek and held my gaze. "You okay, sugar?"

"Just trying to acclimate to you. Sir," I added quickly, my mind wrapped up in all the feelings and not on protocol.

He smiled and caressed my inner thighs. "I wouldn't have dinged you for forgetting the Sir that time, Meg." He stroked my lower belly. "You tell me when you’re ready. Okay, baby?"

I nodded. “I’m ready, Gage.”

He eased into me, inch by inch, until his cock was fully sheathed. Always looking out for my comfort, he added more lube when he pulled back, keeping just the fat head of his dick in my channel, and penetrated me again. The brief discomfort faded, and I relaxed against the bed. It started to feel so good. Every nerve-ending in my body was tingling now.

"Take me, Sir," I begged. "Fuck me."

"Oh, sweetheart," he said with a laugh. "This might be one of the few times I'm going to give you exactly what you want when you want it."

I cried out as he shoved deep and hard into my ass. Unable to clutch him, I gripped the metal slats of the headboard as he plowed my bottom. When he brought the vibrator to my clit, I saw stars. The fast vibrations set me off as he thrust into me.

He grabbed the chain dangling between my breasts and gave it a light tug. My nipples throbbed as he tormented them. My ass clenched his cock. That panicky flutter invaded my core and I came hard. "Sir!
Oh!
"

"That's it, Meg." He growled through clenched teeth. "Come for your master." He fucked my ass so hard the bed rattled and shook. He kept the vibrator on my clit and forced me to climax again, this one sharp and almost painful. He tugged on the chain between the clamps, and I shrieked as the waves of ecstasy crashed over me.

When he pulled out of me, I groaned. My bottom protested the emptiness. I wanted him in me again, stretching me, filling me. He removed the condom and slid into my soaking wet pussy with one hard thrust. I gasped as he flicked free the nipple clamps. Blood rushed into the starved vessels. He bent low and sucked my right nipple into his mouth. His tongue laved my puckered skin. He teethed my breast gently and then moved to my left side where he performed the same process of licking and sucking and biting.

Shaking with need and overcome with lust, I gazed into his smoky eyes. I rose up to meet his searching kiss. His tongue stabbed between my lips as he claimed me. His rough palms glided over my sweaty skin. He cupped and pinched and caressed until I had tears in my eyes from the tenderness of it all.

Slowly, he moved his hips. Gage pumped his cock into me, the plunging strokes long and easy. His kisses left me dizzy and wanting. Our tongues dueled, and he fucked me into another long, drawn out orgasm that left me wrung out and boneless.

"Gage—I—
ah
!" Coming hard, I arched up off the bed and undulated beneath him. The pleasurable waves radiated right through me and into him. Gage held my gaze, his lips hovering over mine as he chased his climax. He captured my mouth as he came, filling me with his seed.

His forehead touched mine as we shuddered with aftershocks. It was a long time before he moved and even then I could tell it was done reluctantly. He carefully untied my ankles and unlocked the cuffs. His big paws massaged my limbs as he examined me for bruising or injury.

I started to sit up to help him clear away the toys, but he shook his head and kissed me. "You've earned this one. Let me do the cleanup."

I wasn't about to argue. I felt so blissed-out I could barely move. "Okay."

Gage grinned and kissed the tip of my nose. "Wow. Not even a slight attempt to change my mind on that one."

I shook my head. "I know a good deal when I hear one."

Laughing, he slipped off the bed and put away the ropes, flogger, and clamps. He carried the vibrator into the bathroom to clean it and disposed of the condom he had worn. When he came back, he had a warm wash cloth and a dry hand towel that he used to wipe away the evidence of our coupling.

The necessities out of the way, he slid into bed with me. I spotted the cuffs on the pillow and picked them up. "You forgot to put these on the dresser, next to your other cop stuff."