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“You want to wrap your mouth around this, don’t you? Tease me and see how quickly you can make me come.”
She nodded her head eagerly, even licking her lips sensually.
“Use your words, Adriana,” he commanded.
“Yes, Sir,” she replied, rising even higher until she was on her knees. “I want to suck your cock.”
Odysseus stared at her, his chest lifting and rising as the pace of his heartbeat increased. “You will get that chance. But first, I need to show you how good it can be.”
He grabbed the scarf and got back on the bed, making her lie down with her back resting on the many pillows. “First, I’m going to blindfold you,” he said as he wrapped the scarf around her eyes and slowly tied it behind her head, making sure it was snug but not too tight and that she couldn’t see anything. “Your hands.”
Adriana lifted her hands, and he cuffed them to the headboard of the bed.
“You can’t see anything, and you can’t move,” he said in a gentle tone as he caressed her face. “But I want you to know I am here with you, and no harm is going to come your way.”
Adriana nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Now, what’s the safe word again?”
“Red,” she replied.
“And you know to use it if at all anything happens that you don’t want to happen. Remember, Ari, the safe word is only for when you’re absolutely sure you can’t take anymore. Use it otherwise, and you defeat the whole purpose.”
“I won’t, Sir,” Adriana said, surprised by how submissive she was acting. And surprised even more by how arousing her submission was. She was slowly grinding her thighs against each other, trying to ease the tension already building up between her legs.
“Not yet, baby girl,” Odysseus said as he placed his hand on each knee. “Not until I permit you to. The rule is simple. You try to stay as quiet and still as possible. Now, that is going to be almost impossible. The point is to see exactly how much effort you’re going to put in trying.”
He stood from the bed, and Adriana wondered where he had gone. After a few seconds, she frowned as she cocked her head and tried to listen for him. But she heard nothing. Then she felt something icy cold and wet on her nipple. Barely holding back a cry, but unable to hold the small jerk of her body, Adriana cringed as what she knew to be an ice cube travel around her nipples. After a few seconds, her nipple was going painfully numb, and she was starting to wonder if she wasn’t going to beg him to stop.
Then he removed the ice cube, and before she could sigh in relief, the heat of his mouth covered the icy-hard nub of her nipple. Adriana moaned as her hand jerked on the cuff.
“Oh God,” she cried out, wanting to beg him to stop yet wanting more, even though more would probably get her killed.
She wanted to grab his hair and control the amount of sensation that deliciously wicked tongue was delivering to her. She wanted to open her eyes and see his head moving over her chest. But she could do neither, so she had to settle for feeling every single sensation that arrowed from his mouth through her nipple to center between her legs. Adriana couldn’t stop the moans coming from her mouth or how her body seemed to shake with tremors. All she could do was feel, and she did that in spades. Then he lifted his head, and she let out a small cry.
Of relief?
Of protest?
It was hard to tell as she felt the ice-cube on the other nipple. It was a repeat of the whole thing. A bombardment of sensation she couldn’t get used to it. Quarter of an hour later, and she was a mewling mess, moaning and shaking. All of this pleasure just enough to keep her constantly aroused without actually providing any relief, and the knee he had placed between her legs proved effective in stopping her from seeking that release herself. It was a struggle not to jerk the cuff off her hand, or use the safe word and reach between her legs to give herself the release he was denying her.
“Ari,” he called her name as he straddled her.
Her head cocked to him, her mouth too dry to speak.
“I wish you could see yourself right now,” he said as he leaned down and kissed her lightly on her lips. “If Michelangelo had painted a scene so beautiful, then angels would flock from the skies just to have a look at it.”
She knew his words were just him flirting with her, but they still touched a core deep within. It was a place that turned what they were doing from being just physical to something more. She felt his lips kiss her, and all her doubts fled as his tongue speared into her mouth and his hips rocked between her legs, the thick weight of his cock brushing against her sex. Adriana kissed him back fiercely, rocking her hips back against him as tears licked from the corner of her eyes. The relief, so small, had her almost crying.
“Not yet, baby,” Odysseus said after a few seconds, his hands traveling down her body as he kissed his was down to her thighs. Then he stopped, his breath hot against her. “You don’t come until I tell you to. Understand?”
Adriana nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
It was a promise she wasn’t sure she could keep. This was what happened last time. She was so afraid she would disappoint him and he would lash out at her, but at this point, it was a promise she wasn’t sure she minded breaking. He lowered his head and licked her clit, his hands holding her legs apart.
Adriana cried out, her hand jerking at the cuff as she lifted her head and pushed her pussy into his mouth.
“Oh God!”she cried. “You’re killing me. Please don’t stop. Whatever you do, don’t stop, or I’ll die.”
