Radiant Surrender (CSA Case Files Book 6) (24 page)

“Thank you, Gavin.”

“Close your eyes,” Crest said softly, meeting her gaze in the reflection of the mirror. “Close your eyes and accept what I’ve given your body.”

Jessie did as he instructed but her breathing was still labored. He inhaled deeply and made sure she felt his chest against her back. After doing that a few times, she finally matched his rhythm. Crest leisurely stroked his hand down to her bare pussy and cupped her there with his hand. He smiled when he felt her cream against his fingers and he rubbed it all over her engorged clit, now giving her dual sensations to work out in that whirling mind of hers. Within moments she was gyrating against his touch.

“That’s right, Jessica. Let the competing sensations consume you.” Crest dropped his hand and pulled away, reaching for the riding crop that he’d set on the chair. “Why don’t we give you something else to concentrate on? Eyes on me now.”

Gavin took the riding crop and caressed her back with the rich, soft leather end as he waited for her gaze to meet his in the reflection. She tensed and he noticed that she wrapped her fingers around the chain that was attached to her cuffs. She had little wiggle room and was spread eagle for his strikes. Wanting to build this up slowly, he continued to stroke the leather over her skin. He started to incorporate a few taps to get her used to the feeling and when he was finally hovering the crop over her deliciously curved ass, he brought it down in a swift movement.

“Ow!” Jessie arched slightly and then hissed, her knuckles tightening on the chain. Crest cocked his head to the side and watched her closely while waiting for her to stop anticipating what he was going to do. He did like the pink that was starting to surface on her skin and he wanted to see a lot more of it. When her lower back somewhat relaxed, he started over again. Every once in a while he would bring the crop down a little harder and then ease up, getting her body prepared for what was to come. “Gavin.”

“You’re a lovely shade of pink on your backside, Jessica. Your ass needs more work, but not before we add the lovely weighted ball I was talking about.” Crest liked that she was saying his name as if he were the only one who could help her. He was. He walked over to the drawer that contained the other items stored and he chose the lighter weight marble. His selection would do for now. “Do you still feel the pressure on your nipples, Jessica?”

Crest had asked her the question as he was walking toward her, watching her face closely. He didn’t even bother to walk around the front of her. Instead, he kept his gaze on her in their reflection as he reached around her with one hand. She flicked her gaze down to what was in his hands, just as he’d anticipated. Using his right hand, he brought the crop directly on the sensitive tissue underneath her buttocks.

“Shit,” Jessie moaned, drawing out the word as her eyes closed. She’d clenched her ass and most likely felt the shift of her plug. “Gavin, please do something. I’m dripping.”

“Of course,” Crest murmured in agreement, taking the small hook and inserting it in one of the links on the chain that dangled from either clamp. “My pleasure.”

And it was his pleasure. To witness Jessie interpret the mixture of sensations she was experiencing was a true joy. They were pulling her in every direction and she wasn’t given any choice but to take more of what he was giving her. Her nipples were weighed down ever so slightly more and when her eyes fluttered open, there was that beautiful angst she was having trouble accommodating to. Before this night was through, that emotion would be one of pure acceptance.

Chapter Twenty-Two

J
essie struggled to breathe. Her body felt more alive than she’d ever thought possible, yet she wasn’t sure she could take any more of this. It wasn’t like when she’d played in the club. She wasn’t sure if it was due to
who
the dominant was, if the scene was actually just that much more intense, or if it had to do with the fact that anyone walking by the lake could see what they were doing in detail. Every movement of her body caused a chain reaction—the weight that was on the chain would sway and instantly cause her muscles to tense. It initiated a burn deep in her ass as her ring would tighten to a stranglehold on the anal plug. The nerves would ignite electrical currents directly into her clit and she didn’t know whether she wanted this to stop or continue. Her pussy had become a faucet with her juices running down her labia and steadily dripping to the floor. Her only salvation was repeating his name, hoping he would hear her plea for her needed release.

“Gavin.”

Jessie felt the crop against her already sensitive skin and damn if it didn’t cause the weight to move. With every tap and slap of the crop, her nipples were affected. She felt her eyes sting with tears and she tightened her grip on the chains to prevent her from saying her safeword. The pain was almost too intense, yet it was almost blossoming into something else she couldn’t name.

“I-I can’t—” Jessie could literally hear each crack of the crop as Gavin brought it down to her skin. It was seconds later that she would feel the sting, but more sounds echoed throughout the room. It indicated that she would be here for quite a while. She wasn’t even sure how long they’d been here, but she wanted to be done. Didn’t she? When the leather smacked against the plug, she screamed. “Gavin!”

“You can, Jessica.”

Over and over the crop hit her flesh. What confounded Jessie the most was that longevity of this mixture of pain and pleasure made her question what she loved more. The words he spoke the morning they’d been at the other cabin infiltrated her mind and a sliver of doubt crept in. Was this who she really was? The thought immediately flew out of her mind when she felt vibrations on her clit. She gasped and pulled back, the weights once again tugging on her nipples.

“Don’t,” Jessie wheezed, trying to pull her legs together. Her vision was glazed over, but she’d done her best to keep her focus on Gavin. She knew that he’d walked away for a brief moment, yet her body felt like he was still working her over with the crop. She could see in his hands that he’d brought back with him a vibrator. She couldn’t close her legs and the harder he pressed the silver bullet to her clit, she lost all control of her body. “Ahhh!”

“I was very clear that I wanted your eyes on me.” Gavin’s voice had displeasure laced throughout each word and she felt another tear run down her cheek. She was trying to recover from the fast and intense orgasm that had overcome her, but she managed to meet his gaze in the reflection. He pressed the bullet harder against her clit, giving her no time to recover. “I want to see what you just stole from me, Jessica. I want to watch your eyes as you come, so you’ll do so again and again until I’m satisfied.”

Couldn’t Gavin see that she wasn’t able to take any more? Her pussy was still pulsating and she felt her cream dripping down the inside of her legs and all over. She refused to allow herself to look for fear that he would keep the vibrator against her clit. As it was, her prolonged orgasm peaked once again. Jessie screamed when another intense wave crashed over her.

“Thank me for taking the edge off.” Gavin’s tone was hard and Jessie struggled to inhale oxygen to do as he’d ordered. It was hard to do when her body was in the throes of such a massive release. “Now.”

“T-thank you f-for taking the e-edge off, Gavin.” Jessie’s words were rushed together and when he took the vibrator away, she tried to regain her composure. Gavin had turned away, probably to put away the vibrator and she took a moment to glance at herself. Her face was tear-stained, her mascara had run down her cheeks, and her body practically sagged against the chains. She’d had enough and was ready to lie down on the bed. “Thank you.”

Jessie kept feeling the muscle on the inside of her groin twitch, which produced mini electrical currents that traveled to her now raw clit. At least that’s what it felt like. She tried to straighten her back, but the nipple clamps prevented her. She arched slightly, but the plug shifted again and she decided to just stand still until he let her loose. Jessie made sure her eyes were on him when he turned back toward her.

“You’re very welcome, Jessica,” Crest said, pleasure and satisfaction lacing his tone. Jessie warily watched him walk closer and when he lifted his hand, she couldn’t prevent the sob that wracked her body. “Let’s begin again, shall we?”

“I-I can’t.” Jessie was shaking her head furiously, but she didn’t use her safeword when she felt his chest up against her heated back. She rested her head against his shoulder and pleaded with him. “I don’t think I can take any more, Gavin.”

“You can and you will.”

“I said I can’t,” Jessie said as forcefully as she could, her fingers digging into the chains. A panic started to well up inside of her. Couldn’t he see that she was done? “No more, Gavin.”

“You’re nowhere near your threshold, Jessica.”

Jessie was almost too exhausted to tense her muscles when Gavin placed the second weight on the chain. Her nipples were drawn down even farther than before and she felt a fog come over her when the pain infused her body. She thought that he purposefully shifted the plug in her ass, but she couldn’t be certain as her vision misted over. The sound of blood rushing through her ears and preventing her from hearing his words didn’t help either.

Gavin stroked her clit with the crop and her body jerked against her restraints. It felt so good it hurt, yet the pain she thought she’d be in wasn’t technically pain. If he would stop rubbing her clit she might be able to sort through the sensations. Her throat closed up when he turned the plug slightly. She was going to die, but she couldn’t say if it was from pleasure or pain. They had become one.

Something happened. Jessie wasn’t sure what and when she tried to tell him, no sound came out of her. She was floating and yet she felt everything Gavin was doing to her body. The sting of the crop, which was now striking her body with wicked strength, almost became an extension of her. Each blow produced a wave of sensation that she wasn’t sure was good or bad. It just
was
.

Jessie had never experienced anything like this in her entire life. She wasn’t sure she could even describe this euphoric feeling that encompassed her. Was she breathing? Time passed, although she couldn’t say how many seconds, minutes, or hours. When he placed the vibrating bullet against her clit, it wasn’t like she had an orgasm…her body
experienced
one. Wave after wave embraced her as he forced release after release on her repeatedly. She was his—completely and utterly his possession.

“I want more out of you.” Jessie forced herself to focus on Gavin’s words. More? There wasn’t any more of her to give. Her eyes adjusted to his, which were directly in front of her. He was releasing the hooks that were attached to her cuffs, but leaving the fur-lined restraints on her. She felt as if she were still on a high. He must have released the length of the chain that her ankle cuffs were attached to for he backed her up a few steps. She was still spread eagle and she would have fallen from being off balance if he hadn’t kept his hands on her. He took a hold of her chin and held her still. “I’m going to fuck you until all I hear is my name falling from your lips.”

Gavin’s words registered right when he took his place behind her and bent her at the waist. Jessie cried out when he brought her hands behind her back, somehow locking them into place with her wrist cuffs. The weights were now dangling in mid air, the pain in her nipples taking her to another level that she would have said didn’t exist. She realized what he had planned, but she was beyond tears at this point. The sensations were so elevated that she couldn’t tell where one began and the other ended.

Jessie expected one thrust would have had Gavin claiming her, but the width of his cock prevented that at first. The plug became tighter in her anus and felt as if it caught fire the more he worked himself inside of her. The small swaying of the beautiful bejeweled weights on the silver chain kept drawing her attention away. She couldn’t do this, yet somehow it wasn’t enough. The confusion made her state of mind that much more chaotic. She felt his hold on her wrists tighten, but she couldn’t brace herself with the way her legs were spread. He claimed her and the lunge he’d taken had the weights jerking back and forth. Jessie’s mind exploded with rapture and just as he promised, his name fell off of her lips as if she were chanting in time with the rhythm of the chain and its ornaments.

Over and over, Gavin drove his cock into her until she felt another massive orgasm take hold. The first wave hit and as her pussy closed tighter around his endlessly thrusting rock hard cock, Gavin pushed on the anal plug each time he savagely bottomed out in her womb. She’d done her best to keep her head up and her eyes on his, which had been relatively easy since he kept a strong hold on her wrist cuffs. She had to close her eyes though as her body convulsed in pleasure and the movement of the weights brought more intense pain. He wouldn’t stop ever and he fucked her just as hard as he’d promised, taking her beyond what her mind could comprehend. She was no longer Jessie Miller. She was Jessica. She was Gavin’s Jessica…mind, body, and spirit. At this point, she winked out and lost sight of her reflection in the window as another crashing orgasm washed what was left away.