Chapter 12

John

I knew from the moment she ran from her office like the place was on fire that she was having a melt down. Text after text went unanswered and I worried that she’d been shoved too hard so I broke down and called her. When there was no answer, I drove to her house. I couldn’t knock or ring the bell to see if she was there; I wasn’t supposed to know where she lived. Slipping into her backyard, I peeked in her windows until I got a glimpse of her leaning against her front door. She was a wreck. It had to be more than me simply catching her in her office. When she’d finally texted me, I’d watched as she slowly pulled herself together enough to drive. The vibrant, full-of-life beauty I knew wasn’t the one that was going to be showing up at the club. Leaving seconds before her, I parked behind the club and barely beat her to the room.

When she started to babble about her addiction, it gave me an idea to make her mine in more ways than she would even realize. I hadn’t wanted to be an ass to her, but I wanted to shake her out of her pity-filled head.  I knew a few harsh words would do it, anything to spark that anger I knew she held inside. It pushed back that weak, powerless part of her that the addiction preyed on. She'd nearly spit fire at me and my dick jumped and grew in my pants at her attack. Until she'd reached for that damn blindfold. I hated that damn thing and loved it at the same time. It would have to go soon because I wanted to look into her eyes while I fucked her senseless. There was still time for that. There were other more pressing issues than getting my cock in her tight pussy. I'd known she wasn't fucking around. I'd been watching her entirely too closely for her to be able to have a fuck buddy.

First, she needed to learn her lesson for masturbating at work. Didn't matter that she'd been looking at me while doing it. She needed to learn to control the impulses and push past them without giving in. If she wanted to play with her pretty little pussy while looking at me, then she could do it while I watched.

"Stand," I instructed her.

"Then why did you just make me kneel?" she spat at me.

Smiling, I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back, causing a moan to slip from her lips. "You will not talk back to me."

"Yes, sir." Her voice cooled to her normal, calm tone. I quickly slipped the blindfold over her eyes before I got too wrapped up and forgot to put it on.

"Now, stand and strip." I let go of her and stepped back so she could fumble through undressing alone. Once she'd undressed to her panties and bra, she lowered her hands to her sides and waited for further instructions. The strand of pearls I’d given her rested against her chest. The sight of them made something in my chest squeeze tight. "I didn't say to stop undressing."

"B… but..." She hesitated. After a moment of not getting a response from me, she sighed and slipped out of her bra and panties. "There. Happy?"

"Are you sassing me?" I asked, and landed a palm firmly against her red, welted cheek. She jumped, but didn't make any other outward response to the slap. "I asked a question."

"No...sir." She curled her lip, earning her a firm slap to the other cheek. Again, no reaction. "Do you like making me hurt, sir?"

"Yes. And you like when I do it." I pressed against her back, letting her feel the hard ridge of my erection.  "I bet if I slip a finger in your pussy it's dripping wet for me."

"Why don't you find out?" she challenged.

Moving quickly, I scooped her up in my arms and carried her to the bed. I let go of her a few inches above the mattress, making her feel like I dropped her. Climbing on top of her, I pushed her arms above her head, clasping both her tiny wrists in one hand while shoving her chin up with my other. "You want to play rough? Let's play rough."

I had intended to take it easy on her since she'd already had a long, tough evening. Obviously that wasn’t what she wanted or needed and that was perfectly okay with me. Using the straps that were already attached to the headboard, I restrained her wrists above her head before moving to restrain each ankle. I paused to admire her fully nude body as it was stretched out on the bed. Straddling her hips, I leaned forward and planted my lips on hers.

Her soft, pliant lips parted instantly, accepting my kiss. Unrestrained, her tongue and lips ate at my mouth.

I pulled back, both of us breathing fast and hard. How easily a soft, tender kiss had turned into a fiery exchange. Leaving a trail of kisses down the column of her neck, I made my way down her luscious body until I made it to the swells of her breasts that heaved with her rapid breaths. Her pebbled, pink nipples begged for attention and I sucked one into my mouth, giving it all that it could handle.

Alix moaned and rotated her hips under me. Pleas for more filled the air, but still I teased and tormented the little bud. Pulling a little metal clamp from my pocket, I placed it on her nipple, clamping down hard on the pleasure-filled bead. Instantly, Alix arched her hips and threw her head back. Repeating the same torment on the opposite nipple, I left it only after placing a twin clamp on it. A thin chain linked the two silver clamps.

Her breath was sawing in and out of her lungs as she tried to handle the pain that came from the clamps. I used the distraction to slip farther down her body, pushing her thighs apart so I could look down upon her beautiful, wet pussy. Dragging a finger up the slit in the center, I bit down on my bottom lip.

Her scent assaulted my senses. I wanted to rub my face all over her pussy and never bathe again. It was the most sensual and delicious smell I'd ever been gifted with.

Dropping my head, I used my tongue to mimic the same path my finger had just taken. Straight up the center of her.

Alix treated me with a gulp as she tugged at her restraints. Twisting and turning my head, I pushed her swollen lips open and buried my face in her pussy as I lapped up her delectable juices that were waiting for me. Using my fingers, I dipped two into her pussy as I flicked my tongue over her little clit. My fingers thrust slowly, deeply as I continued to tease her clit. The more I teased it, the more swollen and needy it got. Sitting back, I continued to let my fingers work her pussy as I looked down at her.

"Like that, do you?" I asked as I clutched one of her thighs in my free hand. I could already imagine holding her thighs in my palms while I pounded into her. Damn it. I craved this woman more than my next breath.

"I... I don't know how this helps, sir," she breathed as I crooked my fingers and found that special little hidden spot that made her hips jerk and her whole body clench.

"That is your G-spot. Ever come from playing with that?" I continued to nudge that spot, over and over.

"N… no." She panted as her body tensed, revealing she was getting close to her orgasm.

"You didn't answer me. Do you like this? Isn't this what you wanted? Me between your thighs?" I dug my fingers into her leg.

"God, yes. Yes... Don't stop. Oh, I'm. Going. To. Come." She screamed, pointed her toes, tensed all her muscles in preparation.

I quickly pulled my hand out of her and her body jerked as if I'd slapped her.

"No! What the fuck? Don't stop," she snarled at me, yanking against her restraints.

"You aren't ready to come. Only good girls get to come." I smiled and trailed a finger over her pussy lips. Settling between her legs, I kissed the inside of her knee before trailing kisses down her thighs. One soft kiss on the very top of her mound was all she got even though she squirmed and tried to entice me to give her more. Kissing up her other thigh, I reached up and gently tugged on the cord linking the nipple clamps together.