by Christa Wick
Katelyn managed a small nod, only vaguely aware of the words or their meaning.
Griffin reached up with his other arm and unhooked the wrist restraints from the suspension beam. She collapsed against him and a small victorious smile lifted her lips. She had earned her reward. The thick cock pressing against her lower stomach would soon be stretching her mouth, challenging her throat to swallow the fat tip.
He carried her to the bed, arranging a few pillows near the center so that her front torso was draped over them and her ass was up and on display. Leaving the bed for a few seconds, he pulled the trolley closer. He spread her legs, everything from the knee down off the mattress and his body filling the space between them.
With a sweet aching slowness, he removed the plug and returned it to the cart.
Katelyn felt Griffin’s weight as he leaned onto the mattress. His elbows came down on either side of her body and then his palms covered an ass cheek each. He separated them, exposing her anus to his view. He took a soft bite of her buttock then licked the spot. From there, his tongue traveled to the perineum, where he licked and nuzzled his way to her anus.
Her body remained stiff with sensual anticipation until his tongue reached the outer rim of her sphincter. She jerked, a fresh burn of need heating her skin.
He drove her crazy when he did this and he knew it. His nose brushed against the tight hole and Katelyn groaned into the mattress. So intimate and accepting —
she would deny him no part of her body and he wanted it all.
She felt the soft fuck of his tongue against the hole. She jerked, groaning louder. Her pussy clenched and he repeated the shallow intrusion. Damn, he could make her come with just that gentle pressure, the muscles of her entire pelvic floor knotting with delight. He took up a soft teasing rhythm, his thumbs alternating between a gentle and rough manipulation of her sphincter while his tongue dipped and retreated, dipped and retreated.
There were no restrictions on Katelyn’s orgasm when he did this. Griffin knew she couldn’t control herself when he teased that part of her body. She drew her cuffed hands closer to her chest. Her body followed his rhythm, hips lifting, prodding, a little jack rabbit of urgency and then a tremor rolled through her and she collapsed onto the pillows.
Griffin disappeared to the other side of the room. She heard the clink of ice in a glass and the pouring of liquid. He returned to the bed, a glass of dark amber fire in one hand and a water bottle in the other. He took a long draught of the liquor then placed the glass on the cart. Climbing onto the bed, he rolled Katelyn into his lap and uncapped the bottle.
“Drink pet.”
She accepted the water, grateful for the warmth and love that surrounded her and the shimmering blue eyes that gazed down on her. After she had swallowed a few mouthfuls, she pushed gently at the bottle. He recapped it then drew her into a kiss. His thumbs stroked her cheeks. Her body levitated upward to be closer to him.
“On your belly, love,” he ordered, breaking the kiss.
Seeing the dark intent in Griffin’s eyes, a nervous flutter filled Katelyn’s stomach. Her clamped nipples brushed against the pillow, paralyzing her for a second. His hand came down on the small of her back, forcing her lower.
Taking the dildo from the trolley, he generously lubed it. It was a job getting it into her, but she knew her reward and he filled her snug ass with patience and care. His free hand massaged her lower back, coaxing her to relax, then he teased her pussy to ensure her pleasure. When he had it worked all the way inside her, he got on the bed in front of her.
Katelyn saw the brief flick of his eyes as he checked the clock, making sure the clamps had not remained in place too long. Reaching beneath her, he urged her to lift her torso so he could inspect their color and sensitivity.
Satisfied, he popped the snaps on the front panel of his leather pants. His cock sprang free. Offering a low moan, Katelyn licked her lips. He’d been playing her body for over half an hour, keepin his erection, but not its shape or hardness, hidden from her. Famished, her eyes soaked in the darker flesh covering his cock. She traced the familiar network of veins up the shaft, her attention hooking on the bottom flare of the broad tip.
Another lick and she begged. “Closer.”
Griffin settled low in front of her, his legs spread to the side and his ass settled onto the mattress. Her hands still cuffed, Katelyn wrapped them around the thick shaft and slowly licked at the head. Pre-cum filled the slit, beaded thick against her tongue.
He exhaled, the sound rough and shaky. She reveled seeing the tremble in his hand as he reached forward to stroke her hair. Swallowing the tip into her mouth, she swiveled around it, her cheeks suctioning. Releasing him with a wet pop, she seductively raised her lashes, the query in her gaze as innocent as it was calculated.
“More,” he breathed.
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Balls aching, Griffin watch the sensuous bob of Katelyn’s head. His wife’s head, he reminded himself, fresh joy unfurling inside his chest. He combed his fingers through the thick, dark hair, his attention momentarily distracted by the way it spilled like silk across her shoulders.
He closed his eyes, bit at his lips as she nibbled away at his self-control. He had no intention of coming inside her mouth. The long abstinence demanded that, when he finally came, he did so inside her lovely cunt. His mouth curled in a smile. The eight months of careful contraception were over. He would fill her cunt and fill it until their future took root inside her.
They both wanted that.
Both ached for it.
Feeling his balls draw tighter, he cupped the underside of her chin. His breath left him, long and shuddering but he kept control. Reading his signals, Katelyn retreated along his shaft until just the tip remained inside her mouth. With the faint fluttering of her cheeks threatening to finish him, he pulled free.
Seeing Katelyn fight the pout that wanted to form, he slid half off the bed, his chest flat across the mattress and his head even with hers. His palm against the side of her face, he kissed her.
“On your back, love.”
She rolled and he nestled the pillows along and behind her before he moved off the bed. Her gaze locked on his body, he gave her a slow show of sliding the leather pants down his lean hips, over his muscled thighs and off the tight calves. Wrapping his hand around his shaft, he squeezed at the need coiling inside him.
Griffin stared at Katelyn’s breasts, the skin flushed with her arousal. It was time for the clamps to come off. The thought of freeing her from them flooded his mouth.
Carefully removing the first clamp, he thought of all the breasts he had seen in his life — the ones he sampled, the ones that danced out of reach, the cold and calculating women attached to them. Nothing came close to the same intense pleasure he felt seeing the cherry of her nipples newly freed from the jewelry.
He massaged the nipple with one hand while he removed the other clamp.
Starting to massage the second breast, Griffin lowered his head to the first nipple. He nosed it, his hand busy removing the wrist cuffs. He loved sucking on her nipples when the clamps were first off; he loved it more when she wrapped her arms around him while he suckled.
Her hands free, she threaded her fingers through his hair and drew him closer to her breast. He latched on, savoring the way she arched against him, the way his tongue and lips quickly reduced her to a series of soft moans.
With the dildo still buried in Katelyn’s ass, Griffin smoothed one hand down her stomach as he switched nipples. He thumbed the clit ring down, pushed it back up. His chest swelled to match his cock, the same demanding pulse pounding through them.
Groaning, he surrendered her nipple and kissed a line down the center of her chest as he pushed two fingers into her pussy. Katelyn levitated, her nails raking gently along his scalp. He pushed another finger in and stretched them wide to prepare her for his cock. A quiver ran across her belly. He tongue her navel, bit lightly at the flesh over her lower stomach. Harder bi
tes dented the plump mound and then he pinched her labia and pulled them apart.
Running a thumb over it, he examined the piercing. She had the perfect clit for it, both anatomically and aesthetically. He had performed a dozen plus piercings at Century, the first few under Andre’s experienced supervision. The women had never been his pets. Their doms stood by his side, working with him to make the piercing as sensual as possible for the woman. All of those encounters had been in preparation for this ring.
The only one that meant anything to him.
Griffin tugged at it with his tongue, making his love squirm with pleasure. He knew she wanted his cock in her, but she would have to wait. His tongue ached with the need to run along her swollen clit and bully its line while one hand teased her ass with the dildo and his fingers fucked her pussy to oblivion.
Gripping the base of the dildo, he pulled it halfway out. Her hips jerked high, his lips molding around her clit. He sucked, teasing the ring at the same time.
Slowly, he worked from one finger all the way up to four fingers inside her cunt. Naturally tight, she was incredibly so with the dildo filling her ass.
He moaned against her clit, the vibration of his arousal intensifying hers.
“Love
” Gasping, she writhed along the mattress. “Please
“
Lifting his gaze, he looked up at Katelyn. She was close to her release, the hazel eyes sparking fire. She bit at her lip, licked it, her frustration evident.
He planted a kiss on her clit. “Are you ready for my cock, love?”
Katelyn nodded, the gesture and whimpers confirming her need. Griffin surged up the bed. Her eyes rolled back in her head. Her hips rose to meet the thick slide of his cock.
Her body stretched to accommodate him, her cunt and ass full and straining. His hand pushed under her bottom, gripping and cinching her to him. Seated deep inside her, he ground against her lower stomach. The fat pommel of his cock butted against her cervix. Contractions ran through her pussy hard and fast, her breathing matching their pace.
He pressed a hard kiss to her throat. He laved the skin, sucked it. The hand beneath her ass grabbed the dildo, tugged at it. Katelyn cried out. Her legs instantly wrapped around Griffin’s hips and squeezed. He pushed the dildo back in, pulled it out. Katelyn moved with him, riding his cock as he fucked the toy in and out of her ass.
“Come, baby,” Griffin whispered hot in her ear. “Free me.”
His command filtered through the haze of pleasure clouding her mind. He’d given her permission not only to come but to pull him down into the abyss of her release. The contractions inside her magnified, tripping over an invisible barrier. Her cunt knotted around him to convulse, swallow, caress. His mouth covered Katelyn’s. He breathed her climax in, letting it mix in his lungs until her ecstasy infused the oxygen traveling through his veins.
Her strong legs drew him tight, pinning him to her. He felt each roll of her muscles over his shaft. Time slowed, its passage between the beats of his heart or the pulse in her throat seeming to last hours. Griffin cupped the sides of her face, watched her climax play out in the dance of her pupils. Her lips parted, her breath curling soft and warm against his face as the floodgates opened inside him. He spilled into her, like a pitcher tipped over a glass to pour all his hope into her.
Into Katelyn.
His wife.
His forever love.