by Leah Brooke
She’d never really paid attention before, or noticed the way a man’s hand looked against her skin.
Gabriel gave her no choice, forcing her to see the way they looked together, showing her every facet of their lovemaking and making her notice things she’d always taken for granted.
She stared at the erotic picture they made—a devilishly handsome man stood over a naked woman, his intention to dominate her sexually clear.
His eyes glittered with intent and hunger as he ran his hands over her, the possessiveness in his touch obvious.
He wanted her. He wanted to own her.
His need for her couldn’t be denied, and there was no mistaking the fact that he gave the woman his undivided attention.
The woman, on her knees, had a look of seductive playfulness on her face as she focused on him, a look of need and watchfulness in her eyes as she waited expectantly for her lover to make his demands.
She shook with nerves she couldn’t quite hide, and a need that had her squirming restlessly on the padded table.
Kelsey would never have believed she could be part of such a picture, but the proof stared her straight in the face.
Gabriel had a wicked gleam in his eye, one that sent her heart racing. Running a possessive hand over her ass, he reached behind him and produced a tube of lube, holding it up so she could see it. “You have no idea how much I’ve looked forward to this.”
Her bottom clenched in anticipation and apprehension, the thrill of his wicked touch mingling with the anxiety of her ass being breached. Thrilled at the excitement and hunger gleaming in his eyes, Kelsey wiggled her ass at him, only to yelp and jerk away when he slapped the cheek of her still warm ass.
His eyes narrowed, the decadent glitter in them even sharper than before. “You want to tease me, do you? You’re a naughty little sub, one who definitely needs to be taught a lesson.” The cold authority in his voice sharpened her awareness, and knowing that he had the strength and determination to back up his threat had her arching her back downward and clenching her bottom in an instinctive effort to close against him.
Gabriel smiled. “That won’t stop me—and neither will you. Will you, my pet?” He lubed his finger with a slow deliberation that caused another rush of moisture to trickle down her inner thigh.
He knew she wouldn’t use her safe word.
She could see it in his eyes—the confidence of knowing that she would see this through—and the satisfaction it gave him, a satisfaction that hadn’t been there before.
“Mine, my pet. All mine.” With one hand flat on her lower back, he touched the tip of his finger to her puckered opening, watching her eyes as he prolonged the anticipation, circling her opening with the cold lube.
The feel of his lubed finger plunging into her drew a cry from her, throwing her headlong into another world, a world of wicked need and pleasure—a world where Gabriel led the way, and she followed willingly. “Oh, God.” Alarmed at the feel of the cold and firmness pressed inside her most vulnerable opening, she clenched on his finger, instinctively lurching forward in a futile effort to escape.
Gabriel slapped her ass again before wrapping an arm under her hips and yanking her back into place. Moving his finger inside her with a deliberation that spoke of ownership, he held her steady, a move she suspected was designed to show her that he could do whatever he wanted to do to her and she couldn’t stop him. He shoved his finger deep, pressing against her inner walls. “You don’t really think I’m going to let you get away, do you? This is my ass and I’ll fill it whenever I want. I can do anything I want to you, can’t I, my pet?”
He curled his finger, pressing harder against her anal walls, her whimper earning one of his slow, sinful smiles. “Yes, that’s the look I like to see. Look at yourself. Look, Kelsey. Look at the helplessness in those beautiful eyes. You know that nothing is off-limits, and that makes you feel even more vulnerable. I can see it in your eyes, and it makes me crazy to have you.”
Kelsey glanced at herself, struck by the desperation, helplessness and neediness in her eyes, but she couldn’t keep her eyes from Gabriel for long. She couldn’t stop clenching on the finger he kept moving inside her, knowing he did it, not only to spread the lube, but to remind her that he could.
Fascinated by every change in his expression, and in his rapt attention as his eyes moved over her body, Kelsey watched his every movement.
Felt every breath.
The sudden appearance of silver in his hand piqued her curiosity and excitement, her heart beating faster in alarm at the cool calculation in his eyes.
He withdrew his finger from her ass with devious slowness, pressing against the tight ring of muscle and making her bottom hole sting as he did.
With a firm hand on her hip, Gabriel held her in place as he slid the cool, menacing-looking hook up and down her spine. He moved it in a way that allowed her to see the ball at the end of the hook, a ball she suspected would be going inside her. “I’ve imagined doing this to you more times than you could ever imagine.”
Squirting a generous amount of lube on the ball at the end of the hook, Gabriel smiled. “Yes, many times I’ve imagined you helpless and squirming, with no choice but to take the pleasure and pain I force on you. You won’t be able to move much at all, and you’re going to watch every minute of it.”
Kelsey shuddered, her breath coming out in a groan as Gabriel slid a hand beneath her hips and lifted her ass high. “I can’t believe the things you think of—the things you do to me.” She looked up, and realized that the hook had been attached to the ceiling by a black cord. “Oh, shit.”
He was really going to do this. He was really going to do something so wicked to her, something he looked forward to with an excitement he didn’t even try to contain.
Clenching harder, she dug her fingers into the leather padding, shaking so hard she feared she might fall.
Moving behind her, he positioned the ball at her puckered opening, holding her steady with the hand still under her. His hold firmed when she jolted as the cold metal touched her.
Gabriel’s smile, pure sin, sent a thrill through her. “I know it’s cold, but it’ll warm up once it’s inside that hot ass.” His voice had deepened, becoming husky and tighter with tension, the authority in it feeding a need inside her she didn’t quite recognize. “Yeah, that’s it. Just a little pressure—no, don’t fight it. It’s going inside you, my pet.”
Kelsey couldn’t take her eyes off of Gabriel’s face, the cold mask of control adding to the aura of danger surrounding him. She bit her lip to hold back her cry as he pushed the ball, which appeared to be over an inch in diameter, against her opening with an unrelenting pressure that forced the tight ring of muscle to give way.
He eased it in, the angle of the hook pushing the ball against her anal walls with a pressure that tore a cry from her. “That’s my girl.” The raw huskiness in his usually silky voice thrilled her, the knowledge that this affected him so much filling her with a warm satisfaction and made her ache even more for his touch.
Pulling the cord attached to the hook just enough to take up the slack, Gabriel fisted her ponytail and, to her surprise, excitement and alarm, deftly attached it to the cord.
She knew he hadn’t tied her as tightly as he could have, but he’d tied her in a way that made it impossible to lower her head. Every movement she made tugged her hair, and pulled the hook deeper to press against her anal walls with enough pressure to take her breath away.
She shook everywhere, and couldn’t help but look at herself in the mirror, shaken at the erotic and submissive picture she made.
An image that seemed to please Gabriel very much.
His eyes flashed, the pleasure and pride in them unmistakable.
She had no choice but to keep her hips tilted, lifting her ass high in the air, exposing her entire slit to his gaze. Even if her legs had been closed, he would have total access to her ass, pussy, and clit.
Feeling sexual and desired, she moa
ned and watched Gabriel, trembling with excitement to see what he would do next.
Her pussy clenched with need, her clit throbbing for attention. Even her breasts had been left unprotected, her nipples aching for his touch. Needy and shaken, she looked to him for guidance, his strong presence keeping her centered and making her want him even more.
She belonged to him, something that became increasingly obvious with every passing moment.
“Gabriel?” She needed to hear his voice, needed his touch. The helplessness and need grew with every second that passed, and even wiggling in restlessness made it worse.
Running a hand down her back, he held her gaze in the mirror. “Look at you. Every time I see that helplessness and hunger in your eyes, I’m struck by just how beautiful you are. What’s even more breathtaking is the look of surrender.” Bending, he kissed her shoulder. “How am I supposed to resist you?”
Kelsey trembled under the hands that moved over her—over her back, her hips, her bottom—as if making sure she understood that he considered her his.
Warmed by his words, she blinked back tears. “Too much.”
The physical need and love she felt for him swelled inside her until she thought she would burst from it.
The pressure in her ass and tug on her hair had her quickly rising again, the sharp reminder that she had to focus on staying upright sending another wave of sexual vulnerability through her.
Gabriel’s low chuckle added to the erotically charged atmosphere. “You’re in a very delicate position, aren’t you, my love?” He bent to touch his lips to her shoulder again, holding her gaze in the mirror “No matter what I do to you, and no matter what you feel, you’re going to have to keep the presence of mind to support yourself.” Sliding a hand under her, he cupped her right breast, and with his other hand, teased her nipple with a nipple clip. “Focus, Kelsey. Your job is to stay in this position and endure whatever I do to you. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, Gabriel.” Her breathless reply became a cry of distress and shock as he fastened the clip to her nipple. “Oh, God. Oh, God.” She jolted at the sharp pain, a movement that earned her another tug to her hair and increased pressure in her ass. The sensations drove her wild.
Pain. Pleasure. Pressure.
Everywhere and all at once, until they all mingled together and became a force that heightened her desire to a razor-sharp edge that left her whimpering and struggling to move closer to Gabriel.
Her pussy clenched repeatedly, releasing more of her juices to coat her inner thighs. Opening her eyes again, she gulped and stared at the clip dangling from her nipple and the small ball that hung from it. The weight from it tugged her nipple with every movement, her trembling making it worse.
Gabriel met her gaze in the mirror, rolling her other nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “Breathe through it. You know how to do it. That’s it.” His eyes narrowed and darkened even more. “You feel that all the way to your clit, don’t you, my pet?” Smiling, he cupped her other breast. “Why do you look so surprised? Do you think I don’t know what you’re feeling every second? There, it’s easing now, isn’t it? That little weight on there will keep tugging your nipple and every time you move—which you will—it’ll send the clips swaying. If you move your head, that ball on the hook presses against the walls of that tight ass, doesn’t it?”
Chuckling softly, he released her nipple to retrieve the other clip. “It’s a small ball, my pet. I have much bigger ones for you.” Running a hand down her back, he kissed her shoulder again, each brush of his lips lingering a little longer than the last. “I have all kinds of things to fill your ass and pussy, and lots of beautiful things for your clit and your nipples.”
Every word increased her hunger.
Her awareness.
Every slide of his hands, or touch of his lips, made the need even stronger.
Holding her breath, she fisted her hands on the leather, watching in breathless anticipation as he poised the clip at her nipple. Knowing what to expect, she tried to brace for it, but when the clip closed on her breast, she realized nothing could have prepared her.
Crying out, she squeezed her eyes closed and tried not to focus on the pain. Her pussy leaked more moisture, while her ass clenched on the steel ball inside it, making the hard metal feel even bigger.
“Open those eyes, my pet.” Gabriel’s hands moved over her shoulder and back, his eyes alert in a way that she’d just begun to recognize.
Patient and attentive, he waited for her to adjust. He waited to see if she needed his guidance, and waited to see if it was too much for her to endure.
It made her love him even more.
His unselfishness and obvious caring released something inside her, the realization that she could truly trust this magnificent man.
Completely, and with everything.
The erotic picture reflected in the mirror was more mesmerizing, more compelling than any of the movies they’d watched together. This was real, and she felt the hunger, instead of imagining it.
She knew she would be the one to come this time.
She wanted nothing more than to fulfill his decadent desires as no other woman ever could—to be to him what he was to her.
The need to challenge him grew even stronger, as did the need to surrender to him and to the pleasure.
It was a fine line, and one she wasn’t quite sure she could navigate.
“That’s it. I didn’t make it too tight on your nipples, but it’s enough pressure to keep that pussy clenching, isn’t it?”
Kelsey gasped, bucking as he tapped one of the balls attached to her nipple and sent it swaying. “How could you possibly know what I’m feeling?”
With a cold smile, Gabriel moved to stand behind her, gripped the cheeks of her ass and ran his thumbs over the skin stretched around the hook, sending alarming sensations racing through her. “Because I know how to read people, and—”
“By people, you mean women.” Cursing herself for the edge of jealousy in her voice, Kelsey gasped when he forced her legs wider.
With a faint smile, he gave her ass a light, playful slap, one that in no way diminished the powerful aura surrounding him. “You have no reason to be jealous, darling. No other woman matters to me.” Caressing the place he’d slapped, he spread the heat, making her bottom hole warm even more.
To her frustration, his hands left her body before he reached her slit, leaving her pussy and ass clenching in desperation. She panicked slightly when she lost sight of his hands, but couldn’t lower her head enough to see them. Moaning as a fresh rush of moisture escaped to coat her inner thighs, Kelsey couldn’t stop arching her back, tilting her hips in offering, each movement sending the clips on her nipples swinging and creating an erotic tug that she felt all the way to her toes.
Her stomach muscles tightened in reaction, which in turn curved her back and increased the pressure of the ball in her ass.
Sucking in a breath, she forced her muscles to relax. “Don’t t–try to convince me that you haven’t had a lot of women. You’ve probably forgotten more about p–pleasing a woman than most men—oh!”
Kelsey jolted, shocked at the intense vibration against her clit. The sound and feel of it sent her senses reeling and brought every nerve in her body to rapt attention. Struggling to escape the powerful vibrator proved useless, and only served to send the weights attached to her nipples swaying and shifting the ball in her ass in a way that stole her breath. “Oh, my God! Gabriel! Oh, God. Oh, God.”
The vibrations against her swollen clit were so intense that she couldn’t even feel anything else. She bucked against the too intense sensation, but as hard as she fought, she couldn’t escape it, the vibration sending her over with a speed and strength that left her breathless and shaking.
Still, Gabriel didn’t stop.
Frantic, she fought to get away, the too intense sensation on her swollen and sensitive clit too strong to endure. “No more. No more. Oh, God. Please. No more. Ahh!�
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“Kelsey! Look at me.”
Kelsey opened her eyes, not remembering when she’d closed them, and met Gabriel’s reflection in the mirror.
Narrowing his eyes, he kept his voice raised to be heard over the vibrator. “Say the word, Kelsey. Do you want me to slow down, or stop? Yellow or red, my pet. Nothing else works here.”
Kelsey opened her mouth to say yellow, just wanting him to slow down and let her catch her breath, but instead found herself rubbing her clit against the vibrator as the need to come again overtook her.
To her amazement, she went over again, the second orgasm layering over the top of the first. The sizzling from her clit spread everywhere, making her clench on the ball inside her ass, her pussy leaking more of her juices. Her stomach kept tightening, making the pressure in her ass even stronger, while the swaying of the weights attached to her nipples tugged with relentless pressure. “Please. No. Son of a bitch. You fucking bastard! I’m not using it. Fuck you.”
She wouldn’t give in. She wouldn’t take less than he wanted to give her. Trusting that he would know her limits, she bit her lip to keep from screaming her safe word, not about to let him think she couldn’t take what other women had undoubtedly taken.
She would prove to him, and to herself that she could do this.
Even though she’d made up her mind to continue, her body continued to shake helplessly and fight him.
His strength astounded her, his grip on her thigh keeping her from closing her legs no matter how hard she struggled. He remained calm—even amused—by her attempts to escape him. He appeared to enjoy her efforts, and even laughed softly when she cursed at him.
“No, my pet. There’s no escaping it. You’re the one who’s always impatient to come. Come on. You’re always the one in a hurry. You want everything fast and furious. I’m just giving it to you.”