Redeem My Heart (23 page)

“Maybe one more before I check again?” Ryland inquired, spanking her left cheek before rubbing his palm over the sensitive pink flesh. Her skin was now warming up to his liking and he then followed her crevice with one finger, dipping into her folds once more. “That’s more like it, Fallon. Would you like to know what else I found while I was searching for restraints? It appears you like to pleasure yourself with multiple adult toys. How many times do you think I can make you come tonight while you’re spread open with a vibrator pressed hard against your clit and a dildo or two snug inside your available openings? Shall we start small and work our way up to the truly impressive toys?”

Chapter Nineteen

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allon’s buttocks were heated to the perfect temperature by the long-handled hairbrush gripped in Ryland’s hand. She’d always enjoyed this type of play and the fact that he was catering to her needs with such intimacy showed an underlying need to please one another. The dynamics of trust needed for this should prove to him that this wasn’t fleeting for her. She had no idea where their relationship was headed, but she’d invested too much time and faith into him to walk away when the going got tough.

“Hmmm,” Fallon hummed, accepting another spanking. She rested her forehead against the comforter, allowing the warmth to spread through her as her body acknowledged what it needed. Her nipples were brushing against the soft comforter, nowhere near the friction she desired. Her clit throbbed and an ache had settled deep within her that only he could satisfy. “More.”

Ryland had the ties unbound, and had her flipped over in a manner of seconds. She was so aroused that it wasn’t until he was done securing the restraints around her wrists and ankles that she realized she was in the perfect position for his earlier suggestion. How many times could she come? She relished the idea that she was about to find out.

“I wonder…do you use these by yourself?” It took Fallon a moment to lift her lashes, but when she did it was to see the pair of nipple clamps she’d purchased from Connor Ortega’s wife while assigned to the last consulting job she’d done for CSA. The woman had a knack for designing implements with jewelry and Fallon had a passion for dark blue sapphires. The nice thing about them was that the clamps themselves were magnetic, while giving a beautiful look when used. “Do you like the way they hold your nipples tight?”

“I like the way they look,” Fallon said, her tone dropping an octave involuntarily. Her body needed him and his touch. Her nipples were tingling already at the expectation of what was to come. The fasteners compressed just enough that it stimulated her, but not enough that she was in constant pain. The stinging usually faded rather quickly once she became used to the pressure. “The sapphires have a way of making me feel beautiful.”

“You have no idea just how naturally beautiful you are, do you?” Ryland murmured, leaning over her and drawing her nipple into his mouth. Fallon arched into him, wanting him to do more than just gently suck on the sensitive nub. He pulled away before giving her what she needed and continued to do the same to the other one. He made no move to decorate her breasts with the accessories in his hands. “Stop teasing.”

“Anticipation…isn’t that what we discussed earlier, dearest?”

Ryland pressed small kisses down her abdomen and stopped just short of her mound, causing Fallon to try and lift her knees. Her ankles tugged on the restraints to no avail. That’s what she got for calling his work last night child’s play. He continued to brush his lips across every inch of her body until she was ready to explode. She’d closed her eyes as she savored every kiss and wasn’t expecting the sharp instant pain that shot through her still hardened nipple.

“Oh!” Fallon cried out, her eyes widening as she peered up into his sensual gaze. Ryland drew a circle around the clamp with his finger, and by the time he was done the pain had faded into a pleasurable throbbing sensation that appeared connected to her clit. “The other one now.”

“I know enough about the lifestyle to figure out you’re topping from the bottom,” Ryland said amusingly, ignoring her other nipple completely while stroking the back of his fingers just underneath her breasts. The heat of his body enveloped her and he leaned over and kissed her, as if sensing her need for the intimacy being denied her at the moment. His next question literally had her becoming more wet, if that were even possible. “Do you have the matching clit accessory?”

Fallon attempted to close her legs at the onslaught of throbbing stimulation his words had triggered, but the silk scarves held her legs wide open for her to experience the intense need he’d created. She was now very much wishing she’d purchased the entire set, even the gold chains that attached to all three clamps.

“I’ll put that on my list,” Fallon whispered, inhaling sharply when it was at that moment he decided to secure the other magnet to her neglected nipple. She had to hold her breath while her body became accustomed to the tight pressure. “Oh, my.”

Ryland reached over to the nightstand and then showed her the toy he’d chosen. Fallon almost whimpered at knowing what penetrating pleasure he could inflict with such a vibrator. It was the house-powered black one that had a thick head to cover her entire clit. It was almost as good as her Hitachi and if used right…

“Ryland, I shouldn’t have said that thing about my shirt being child’s play,” Fallon reasoned before groaning when he pushed down the power button. Her body instantly tightened, her muscles practically having spasms by only hearing the sound. Ryland maneuvered himself in between her legs and made himself comfortable, causing her to wonder just how long he’d planned on torturing her. “If it’s any consolation at all—”

“My dear, the only consolation I need is to hear you beg for relief,” Ryland reassured her, running his fingers through her folds and lubricating her clit with her own juices. His touch felt like heaven and she tried to bring her knees higher, only to be reminded of her restraints. “From far too many orgasms, that is.”

Fallon cried out and arched her back the second the wicked vibrator touched her clit. To ensure that the overly sensitive tissue didn’t miss a thing, Ryland had taken his other hand and opened her folds wide…exposing her clit and causing it to stand to attention. The severe stimulation immediately sent her over the edge, which would have been fine with her had he not kept the wide tip pressed against her clit. She had to arch and hold on to the ties as wave after wave of pleasure rushed through her body, catapulting her to another plane of existence.

“Stunning.” Ryland’s deep voice finally penetrated through the humming in her ears. Fallon was lightheaded due to the lack of oxygen she received while experiencing one of the most earth-shattering orgasms she’d ever experienced. “Shall we slow down the pace?”

Fallon wasn’t sure what that meant, especially since she’d sunk into the mattress to regain whatever composure she had left. Perspiration coated her skin and the temperature in the room had become stifling. She’d thought she’d have a moment to collect herself from his question, so she hadn’t expected his tongue to lick away her cream. Her clit all but exploded from the feathered stroke compared to the penetrating vibrations from the toy.

It was then that Fallon experienced the excruciating tenderness in her nipples being caused by the clamps. There wasn’t a place on her that wasn’t sensitive or responsive to his touch. He traced her swollen nub, the light licks almost as torturous as the profound pulses from the vibrator. He even used both hands to pull apart her folds, giving him more room to work.

“It’s too light,” Fallon barely got out around her closed throat. The pleasure was quite excruciating and each movement of her body shifted the magnets on her nipples. “Harder.”

Ryland sucked on her clit until it slipped out between his lips, the air itself initiating another wave of stimulation. She cried out when he just held her open so that he could talk to her.

“That’s what you’ll be saying when my cock is inside of you.” Ryland traced a circle around her entrance, not even bothering to breach it to give her any relief. She half-sobbed at the longing her body was experiencing. “Feel free to come again though. It appears we have quite a few toys to get through before we get to the grand finale.”

Fallon cried out his name—Ryland—when he suckled her clit continuously after that speech. Travis wouldn’t have tortured her so. Ryland didn’t stop until the unending effects washed over her, prompting her to hold on to the ties attached to the bed once more. He pulled the energy right out of her, leaving her a pool of satiated nerves in the middle of the bed. Another sob rose when Ryland moved above her, kissing her as he reached for another toy. She was now questioning why she’d purchased so many.

“This one appears quite interesting.” Ryland was holding up Fallon’s latest acquisition. She shook her head, willing to say whatever he wanted to hear if it would just get him to untie her and make love to her. He’d view it as fucking, but a man didn’t take the time he was taking for something quick and meaningless. She held on to the thought as he twirled the triple stimulator around in his hand. “An insert with two nubs on either side—one to press against your clit and the other to lay against your anus. Shall we time this orgasm?”

Fallon tried to bury her face in her arm, but the tight restraint would only allow her to reach her shoulder. The movement shifted the clamps and stimulated her nipples until she felt more juices sliding downward toward the comforter.

“I can’t take anymore,” Fallon moaned as Ryland had no problem slipping the insert into her pussy. The middle widened and caused her muscles to expand around it and accept what he was giving her. The moment it was seated deeply within her, she could feel the nubs against her clit and anus simultaneously. The thing of it was…she could already feel the beginnings of her orgasm and he hadn’t even turned the toy on. “Please…”

Fallon all but whispered the word right before the profound pulsations whipped through her, creating another storm and sending wave upon wave through her being. She hung on for all she was worth, involuntarily tugging against her restraints. It was never-ending and she floated away with the tide.

It could have been five minutes or it could have been hour. Fallon awoke snuggled in warmth and smiled at the word that came to mind. She wasn’t the snuggling kind, but this heat that surrounded her blanketed her in security. She rubbed her cheek against what sounded like a heartbeat when everything came rushing back.

“It’s not every day a woman falls at my feet.” Ryland pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, something he’d never done before. Fallon stilled and closed her eyes against the golden hue of her bedside lamp. “And before you say it didn’t entirely happen that way…had you been standing, you would have.”

“Don’t tell me you don’t think you’re swoon worthy,” Fallon advised, tilting her head up so that she could look into his classically handsome face. He was the type of man who would make any woman’s heart pitter-patter, but she wouldn’t add to his already overinflated ego. “Besides, you technically did tie me up so that I couldn’t get away.”

“You know that if it’s your desire to have me leave, all you have to do is say the word,” Ryland confessed, stealing her breath away by the sincerity in his voice. Did her happiness mean so much to him? That certainly didn’t coincide with the man Ryland had been in the past. Was he starting to allow his former self to make himself known? “Although I would like that information Crest will deliver come morning. It does make it rather efficient to have someone like him at my beck and call.”

And there was Ryland. Fallon understood that he would always be amongst what was left of the ashes. She didn’t want to think about any of that now. What she wanted more than anything was to keep this intimacy for as long as she could, because something was telling her that he would leave the first chance he got. She would do whatever it took to make him want to stay.

“Crest is no man’s lackey,” Fallon corrected him, finding enough energy to lean over him to where a condom had been placed beside the other toys they hadn’t used. Technically, there were only two left. One was her Hitachi and the other was a basic bullet vibrator. Neither would be needed now. She did notice that he’d removed the ties from her wrists and ankles, as well as the nipple clamps. The silk scarves were still attached to the headboard and she seriously considered restraining him, but knew he’d never allow it. That was fine by her, seeing as she liked to be the one restrained. “And I don’t want to talk about him.”