Lily and the Beast 2

by Jayne, Amelia

  “Yep, that’s what I like to hear,” I grinned, relaxing my throat to take him deeper. This was the kind of control I liked, knowing I had the power to make him buck and moan like that.

  I let the pleasure build, alternating between taking him fast and deep, with slow little licks, eating his every response up like the sweetest candy. I’d gotten really good at telling when Aidan got close, and I took him there again and again, bringing him to the brink and then letting it ebb away.

  Aidan’s hands fisted the sheet, his breath coming in ragged bursts as he felt his release slip away again. “Lily… have mercy,” he blurted out, licking his lips. Now he knew what it was like to be tortured with pleasure.

  “Am I hurting you?” I asked, letting a touch of sarcasm filter into my tone.

  “Yes.”

  “I am not!” Nothing in his responses told me he was in pain.

  “You’re driving me fucking crazy,” he growled. “That constitutes a type of pain. I am so gonna punish you when I get these damn cuffs off.”

  “Promises, promises,” I grinned, plunging him deep into my mouth again, drawing him closer, closer… and then I let go of his cock with an audible pop. “Hmm, you know, I don’t think I’m in the mood to suck your cock any more.”

  “I’m marrying a sadist.” His head fell back against the pillow. “When the fuck did this happen? I was never this cruel to you.”

  “Oh no? I seem to remember things a little differently. Just be glad I didn’t start with a vibrator on your cock. Or would you rather have that?”

  “Fuck that, I want to come in your hot little mouth,” he growled, his mouth hard, shoulders straining as he struggled against the bonds.

  I crawled up his body to kiss his lips, loving the way they softened and opened to me in an instant. “I do like it when you talk dirty.”

  “Then let me go and I’ll fuck you with my tongue. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? I’d get you all hot and wet and ready for me, my tongue sliding over your clit for a nibble before I fucked your hole again. Or are you ready for something more?”

  “Something more?” I panted, my pussy aching with need from the sound of his voice alone. I couldn’t help it, he sure knew how to make the most of his words.

  “How about I finally fuck you in the ass tonight?”

  “Technically you already have,” I pointed out, remembering some of our play with his wide array of sex toys.

  “Not with my cock.”

  I admit it, the idea made me squirm in a good way, the thought of him doing such a darkly forbidden thing to me the sign of ultimate surrender in my mind. But that wasn’t what we’d agreed to for the scene. “No, I’m saving that for our wedding night.”

  “How traditional of you,” he said sourly. “Well then, how about I make you come on the end of my tongue, and then pump your pussy full of cock while you’re still quivering and moaning. You like it when I do that, don’t you?”

  Oh yeah, he had a way with words. It had me sopping wet, and I slid lower, grazing the tip of his throbbing cock with my pussy lips. “You know I like it,” I smiled, rubbing against him. “Can you feel how much I like it? How wet I am for you?”

  “Fuck yeah,” he groaned, his hips thrusting, but I angled him so that he rubbed against my clit, completely missing his mark. “Come on, Lily. I’m ready, you’re so ready. Untie me and let me fuck you the way you know you want me to.”

  “Who says I want you to fuck me?”

  “Your dripping pussy?”

  “Maybe I want to fuck you this time?” He went still. “Oh, you like that idea, do you? I’ll have to remember that for next time.” I lined myself up with the top of his cock again, watching the eager strain on his face. “Where do you want to be right now, Aidan?”

  “I want to be inside you.”

  “Where inside me?” I asked, taking in just the head.

  “Anywhere, fuck… I don’t care, just inside you.”

  I sank down to the hilt, and Aidan turned his head and swore against the pillow. He had it right, I felt so deliciously full of his cock, fuuuck seemed like the only appropriate response. His hips bucked up, greedy for more, and I raked my fingernails against his chest in warning. “Hold still, don’t move unless I tell you to.” To my utter surprise, he did it, but his fingers clawed at the sheet in restraint. “We never did come up with a safeword for you.”

  “I don’t need one, not as long as I’m inside you.”

  “Oh really? Then I could do anything to you as long as you’re inside me?” I leaned back, my fingers trailing behind to stroke the sensitive strip of skin under his balls on my way to his ass. I expected him to flinch, to jam his legs closer together, or some kind of protest, instead his ass clenched just enough to thrust his cock deeper into me.

  “Just fuck me, Lily. Please.”

  A thrill went through me – was this what he felt being in control? No wonder he loved it so much! “Oh, I like hearing you say that word,” I smiled. “I think it deserves something.” I pushed myself up until barely the tip remained inside of me and then slammed down around his cock again with a glorious slap of skin. Aidan groaned, but didn’t buck this time. I tried it again, going slower this time, and changing the angle of descent. His breath came faster, hands grasping the straps that bound the cuffs to the bed. Leaning forward, I teased his lips with my nipple, and his mouth popped open, sucking greedily. I arched at the lovely torture of his tongue and teeth, and the rasp of his beard against my sensitive flesh, grinding against him faster, harder.

  “God, Lily. I want to see you.”

  “It’s not about what you want this time, Aidan. This time I’m in control. And I think part of you likes it.” He didn’t say anything, and I kissed him deep, slowing my hips to a deliberate grind which made him moan against my mouth. I sucked on his bottom lip, biting it hard as I pulled away, stretching it before I let it go and pushed myself upright. “Tell me you like it,” I urged, circling my hips over his cock as I squeezed it from within.

  “Fuck yeah, I like it. But I’d like it even more if you went faster.”

  “Like this?” I smiled, slamming against him once, twice, three times until his chin thrust up at the sky and his breathing turned ragged, and then slowed down again, drawing out the delicious friction between us.

  “What happened to you liking it fast and hard?” he complained through gritted teeth.

  “I’m starting to grow an appreciation for a good, old fashioned, slow, comfortable screw.”

  “I’m starting to grow an appreciation for giving you a good, hard, spanking when I get my hands free,” he growled and I went completely still.

  “What was that?”

  “Nothing, mistress.”

  “Ooh, I like the sound of that.”

  “I’ll call you anything you fucking want as long as you don’t stop moving again.”

  “Alright then, call me mistress,” I demanded, moving again, taking him deep and then arching away as I rose higher.

  “You are the mistress of my heart.”

  The touch of poetry surprised me. “I liked the sound of that too. Tell me how much you want me.”

  “I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone in this miserable world. I want to pump into you again and again until you come apart. I want to feel you tremble and shudder above me when you come. And when you do, I want to hear my name on those sweet, sweet lips.”

  I started to move faster, enslaved by his words and the exquisite friction between us. “Tell me that you need me,” I demanded, feeling my release spiraling closer with every thrust.

  “I need you, Lily. So fucking much.” His poetry deserted him as his breath came faster and harder, but I didn’t care, the raw need in his voice sparking something deep within me.

  “Tell me that I own you, Aidan. Tell me that you’re mine.”

  “Ah fuck, you know you own me, Lily, body and soul. I’m yours just as much as you’re mine.”

  I let out a cry as my bod
y danced closer to the edge, so close I could almost taste it, and then a sudden creak broke my rhythm as Aidan gave a mighty roar, the narrow bedposts cracking as he broke free of his bonds. I stared at him in utter shock as he pulled off the blindfold and flipped me under him.

  “And now, I’m gonna make you scream my name.” He slid into me with a primal grunt, pressing me down against the soft mattress. I’d barely begun to recover from the surprise at finding the tables turned, when he overwhelmed me with sensation, driving into me again and again, punishing me for my teasing, slow screw with single minded intensity – to fuck me into oblivion.

  It was good, so fucking good, I didn’t last long. Aidan was in total control, and I surrendered myself to it, utterly. In that surrender, I found my explosive release, screaming his name so loud, I was sure it’d have the servants come running, and I didn’t give a damn. I couldn’t have stopped even if I wanted to. I lost my fucking mind as the waves of pleasure ripped through me, each one stronger than the last. And still he pounded into me, shattering my last shred of self control until I forgot how to breathe, forgot how to talk, forgot everything but how to feel.

  Aidan came then, and I lay back, watching his glorious face through half-lidded eyes – the way his eyes squinted tightly shut, the beads of sweat gathering by his hair, that little lip curl that meant he was so tightly focused, he couldn’t speak. He thrust again slowly, lazily, and it sent another delicious shudder through me. His brilliant blue eyes opened, lingering on my face, as if memorizing every last detail.

  “Hi,” I smiled, suddenly shy when he gazed down at me so intently.

  “Hi,” he breathed, lips quirking in a faint smile before he rolled onto his back and pulled me with him, arm wrapping around me tightly.

  “So much for me being in control, huh?” I sighed, but I wasn’t disappointed, not one bit. It was fun to tease him, but we both knew what we needed to find the ultimate release. I felt his shrug.

  “Some beasts aren’t meant to submit.”

  I snuggled deeper into his embrace, blissful satisfaction filling my entire body. “That’s okay, I wouldn’t have you any other way.”

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