King of New York (44 page)

“I miss the way your
tongue circles my clitoris and you make me beg for it. I beg you to go in but
you tease me till I almost cum again and you stop just before I orgasm. I miss
the way you smile at me and see the anguish in my eyes. You know it turns me on
and makes me want you even more. You tell me to beg, so I beg till you have
mercy on me and take me into your mouth.”

Sierra’s voice
quakes with want and need as he places his tongue on her pink flesh.

“Well tonight, baby,
I am not going to make you beg for it. I will do it to you just the way you
want. All you have to do is guide me.”

His tongue
unexpectedly enters inside her womanhood and she moans with pleasure. He is slow
and then rough inside and she pleads with him to slow down as she feels her
womanhood weaken with delight. Chad softly licks, sucks and flicks his tongue
on her womanhood, biting it at times to hear her scream. She begs him to stop
as she is unable to take any more of his sweet pain.

“Hold on tight,
baby,” he says, as he plunges his tongue deep inside her.

Chad grabs her
buttocks and pulls her tightly onto his mouth. She feels her body going deeper
and deeper into ecstasy as she moans deliriously. “I can’t take any more, baby,”
she whispers.

“Don’t cum, Sierra.”

“I can’t stop it
baby … it’s coming,” she whimpers.

Her breathing
quickens as her body rocks violently from the orgasm.

She gets on her
knees and tries to returns the favour but he tells her to stop.

“I only want to
satisfy you tonight. You deserve it, baby. Please, allow me to do all the work.
He gets back on his knees and places the softest kisses she’s ever had inside
her womanhood. “Do you like it, baby?” he whispers softly.

“Yes, Chad, I love
it.” She looks down at him and his eyes spark with lust as he continues to
slowly pleasure her with his tongue

Unable to take any more
of his sweet pleasure, she tells him to tie her hands with his tie. He obliges.

“Now I want you to
make it hurt, baby. I don’t want it nice and slow anymore. I want something
stiff inside of me.”

“Are you sure that
is what you want, princess? Because I can make slow and sexy love to you, baby.
All I want is to give you what you want.”

“I want you to make
it hurt, baby, because I love the sweet pain that only you can provide. Only you
can make pain feel better than pleasure,” she says.

Chad quickly brushes
the broken glass to one side as he takes her from behind. She is not satisfied
with only her hands being tied, so she tells him to tie her feet. Pressing her
face against the floor, he forces himself inside her. She screams and begs him
not to stop.

“Please don’t stop,
make it hurt. I want it to hurt!”

“Does it hurt,
Sierra, tell me it hurts, baby,” he whispers.

“Yes baby, it hurts,
fuck me harder, go faster and deeper, Chad.” Her breathing is fast and needy.

He obeys and rams
himself inside her with love, passion and lust.

The restraints of his
tie and ripped shirt add to her pleasure, with the pain of their tightness
increasing her satisfaction. He lifts her up and makes love to her as she rocks
on his cock.
They kiss like starved lovers, moaning and groaning
as she pushes deeper onto him.

Chad takes her and
gently lays her in the bath.

“I want you to
sensually punish me, baby,” she says, with slow breaths and desire in her
sultry brown eyes.

“Are you sure you
want me to punish you, baby?” He exhales ruggedly.

“Yes babe, I am very
sure, please punish me, Mr Perry.” She smiles sensuously, teasing him.

He unties her.

“Put on your highest
black heels with a black lace thong and bring some ice with genital clamps and
a vibrator.”

She returns with
everything he requests.

“Sit on the edge of
the bath, baby. Open your legs and tell me how this feels.” He takes a cube of
ice and rubs it from her neck to the tip of her thong. She moans softly. The
ice begins to melt all the way into her wetness. “Does it feel good, princess?”

“Yes, baby, it does,” she whispers softly, loving the
sensation of the ice-cold water inside her.

He pulls her thong to the side and reveals her womanhood. He
takes two cubes and pushes them inside her. She winces in pain. “Don’t make a
sound baby, let it melt inside you.”

Her breathing is heavy and slow as she feels the warm
sensation the ice causes inside her. “Ahh baby, this feels so good.” She moans
softly with her eyes closed.

“Open your eyes, baby, look at me,” he says with desire in
his eyes.
“You
are my queen, Sierra. Do you know how sexy you are, baby? Do you know what you
do to me, princess?” he asks, with desire and love in his voice.

She is unable to
answer as he takes the vibrator and slowly rubs it on her opening. She moans
passionately. He rubs his manhood and bites his lips as he watches her smoky
eyes smoulder with pleasure.

“Do you want me
to go faster?”

“Yes, baby,
please go faster.”

He rubs the
vibrator on her pink flesh and she shakes uncontrollably. “You wanted me to
punish you right,” he says, as he stares at her swollen womanhood with a
wickedly sexy smile on his face. He takes the genital clamp and clamps it onto
her swollen flesh.

She screams.

“Shh, don’t make
a sound, baby, take the pain and allow it to turn to pleasure.” He presses the
clamps harder on her flesh and she groans in pleasure-filled pain.

“Ahh, fuck,
baby, this shit feels so good.” She smiles, biting her lips as he stares deep
into her eyes.

“I’m glad you
feel the pleasure, my love.” With clamps still on her womanhood, he takes the
vibrator and roughly plays with it on her flesh.

She moans and
groans, unable to take the pleasure. “I feel something strange, baby.”

“What is it that
you feel, my love, tell me?”

“Oh gosh, I
think I’m about to piss on myself, Chad.” He laughs at her. “Babe, it’s not
funny, stop with the vibrator. Please stop.” She screams, feeling the
pleasurable but odd sensation of her pending outburst.

“Let it out,
baby, let it flow,” he says softly.

“No, no, baby, I
don’t want to piss on myself.”

“Do you trust me,
Sierra? Then piss on yourself.”

She looks at him.
Feeling embarrassed, she lets the liquid squirt out of her. Her body shakes
uncontrollably as she realises that she just had an orgasm.

“That, my love,
was not you pissing, that was me making you squirt. Something you clearly
haven’t experienced before and something I’ve never experienced until tonight.
Now, tell me how it felt,” he whispers, as he removes the clamps and cools her burning
womanhood with ice, before taking the remaining ice and allowing it to slowly melt
in his mouth with her juices.

“It felt like
ten orgasms in one. Oh gosh, baby, it felt great. Now it’s my turn to make you
feel good.”

“No, baby, I
only want you to cum, your satisfaction is my pleasure. I am only here to
please you,” he says as he continues to give her passionate orgasms throughout
the night.

Before he allows
her some sleep, he gets on his knees and reveals a huge exquisite pink diamond.
The rock sparkles brightly.

“I want to ask
you something Sierra …”

“Yes, yes. Yes I
will marry you, Chad.”

He laughs
awkwardly at her. “Erm, it’s nice to know that you will marry me in a heartbeat
if I asked. But no, this is not an engagement ring, princess.” She is clearly
disappointed but also laughs at her eagerness.

“Please accept
this ring, Sierra Malcolm. It is a token of my appreciation for your love for
me. I want you to know I will do anything for you and buy you the most
expensive jewellery and gifts to show you that my money is also yours.” He
places the ring on her ring finger and she cries softly as he kisses her hand.

“I love you,
Sierra Malcolm,” he says sweetly.

The ring must be
worth millions of dollars, she thinks, as the clarity and size of it is the
most beautiful she has ever seen.

Although she
loves the ring, she wants to ask him something. She looks at the most handsome
and stunning specimen of a man she’s ever known and Sebastian’s words ring in
her head:

“Chad
Perry is only going to hurt you, Sierra. That is all he is capable of doing, he
can never love you.”

“Liar!”
she screams as she slaps him angrily across the face. “That is a lie and you
know it. Chad loves me, he said so himself.”

“Don’t
be fooled, little girl,” he says patronisingly. “He can never love you. He will
fool you into loving him and then make you believe that he loves you too, but
it is all a lie. The art of deceit is something Chad Perry is perfect at.
Believe me. He will break you down like the Berlin Wall just when you feel you
stand firm like the Great Wall of China.

“
Chad Perry will
only hurt you,” he shouts. “Mark my words!”

That
conversation was a while back when Chad was alive and no one thought he was
dead. Now in the present, u
nable to keep her
concerns to herself, she decides to ask Chad a question.

“Sebastian
said you will never love me, that you are incapable of love.”

Chad
looks at her warily.

“He’s
not right, is he babe?” she asks.

He
looks at her, and he smiles half-heartedly, but he doesn’t answer her question.
He doesn’t say a word. He simply looks away from her questioning gaze. “He said
that you would only use and abuse my heart. Please don’t do that to me, babe.
Promise me?”

He
smiles half-heartedly again, and she takes it as his promise, but deep within
his eyes she feels deceit dancing inside, but she pushes the thought aside as
his seductive eyes hypnotise her.

****

He tries to not focus on what she
has said, because before him is a sight to behold. For the first time he knows
what it means and feels like to be truly loved by a woman.

Women had fucked
him and made him feel good. But none had ever made him feel like almost
surrendering himself. But he knows that “almost” is not good enough, but that
is the best he can give. He sees the passion in her eyes and it fills him with
a deeper joy than he could ever comprehend.

“Promise me that
you will never fall out of love with me, Sierra,” he asks quietly.

“I’ve never
fallen out of love with you since I met you, so I can only promise to continue
falling deeper in love with you each day, my king.”

He smiles, happy
with her answer, even though he does not promise her the same. The moment is
sweet, and he kisses her lips as his body feels her warmth.

CHAPTER 36

After hours of passionate
lovemaking, Sierra falls asleep as Chad watches her, making sure she’s fine.

He is unable to
fall asleep as he sits on the bedside chair, with thoughts of revenge
tormenting his mind. As if she senses his anguish she wakes up. “Talk to me,
baby. What is it that bothers you, Chad?”

He has a distant
look in his eyes as he begins to speak.

 “Mankind’s
greatest fear is not what we see and know, Sierra. How can I fear mortal man
when he bleeds the same blood that I do? If ignited, his body will burn like
the furnace of Nebuchadnezzar, so how can I fear such a being. I only fear what
I know I can never destroy and that is God and all the heavenly beings. Even
when I feel paranoia, it is not because of another, it is because I am afraid
of the evil that I might exact on them in that moment. I am fearful of what I
am capable of, not what others are capable of.

“I am not afraid
of death, Sierra. Rather it should be death that should be afraid of me.

“The only thing
I’m afraid of is the way I live my life. They tried to dethrone me, by making
my blood run in my own city. They still believe me to be dead and that is how I
want it to be until I finish having fun with their lives

“Fun, to me, is
the universality of life. It may sound trivial, but I think it is. In my
opinion, it’s the truth. You’d think having gone to Harvard I would look at the
more sublime and artistic things as life’s universality, but no, I chose fun.
Maybe I should have chosen poetry, such as the work of the ancient Greek poet
Homer. Or perhaps art; something that creates a world of its own like the
philosopher Heidegger said.