He stroked gently over her clit, working her into a frenzy, before finally pushing the plug all the way home.
She cried out and arched her back, her legs trembling and shaking violently as breaths heaved from her chest.
“Shhh, darling,” he crooned. “It’s all the way in. Just breathe and settle. I’ll give you a few seconds to come down. Don’t want you coming yet.”
She put her head down, resting it against the mattress, eyes closed as her body continued to shake. He wanted this to be good for her. It was all about her. No doubt he’d enjoy it every bit as much as her, but this was for her. He wanted her to come screaming her pleasure. His name.
He stepped back and her head immediately came back up, turning toward him, her gaze seeking. He smiled and leaned down to kiss the small of her back, just above the curve of her buttocks.
“Give me a minute, baby. Want to make this good for you.”
“If you make it any better, I’m going to die,” she said with a groan.
He laughed again and then went to get the scarlet red sash at the top of his closet. He’d ordered these things the minute Josie had moved into his apartment. Wanted everything he used with her to be new. Never having touched another woman.
He carried it back and then gently pulled her around so she faced him. She was up on her knees, thighs splayed to alleviate the tightness of the plug. Her face was flushed with arousal, rosy, eyes glazed.
Her eyes widened when he began to lift the sash to put over her eyes. He paused only long enough to offer her an explanation.
“Going to blindfold you. It will heighten your other senses. Want you to trust me completely to give you pleasure.”
“I do trust you,” she said in a sweet, soft voice.
He smiled his approval and then placed the sash over her eyes. He tied it tightly in back, checking to make sure it completely covered her eyes, blanketing her in darkness.
“Now I want you to lie back,” he directed. “On your back, legs over the edge of the bed.”
Even as he spoke, he helped her into position, taking care to position her as he wanted. She sank onto the mattress, a soft smile curving her swollen lips.
“Wish you could see what I’m seeing,” he said gruffly. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Josie. All laid out in front of me. Blindfolded, that plug in your ass. Just waiting for me.”
He knelt in front of the bed so his face and mouth were level with her open *. He licked over her opening and up to her clit, enjoying the shivers that cascaded through her belly.
“I won’t last long this way, Ash,” she said in a strained voice.
“Yes you will,” he said calmly. “You come when I tell you and not before.”
She made a sound of impatience that had him smiling. And he continued to eat her, savoring her like a delicacy, slow and sweet.
She writhed beneath him, bucking upward, each time she came back down, the plug pushing deeper inside her. She was panting, so close to her orgasm. But he knew her body well. Knew the signs of her impending release. And so he pulled back, leaving her precariously hanging off the edge.
She groaned, a sound of dismay and frustration, making him smile all over again.
“When I say, baby. When I say, and not before.”
“You’re killing me,” she wailed.
“Oh, I haven’t even begun yet,” he said silkily. “Before I’m done, you’ll beg me.”
“I’m begging now!”
His smile broadened and he pushed her legs farther apart. Then he reached into the nightstand again, pulling out nipple clamps she couldn’t see. He leaned over, licking one nipple and then the other, coaxing them into turgid points.
He sucked at both, setting a leisurely pace that would drive them both insane with want and need. When he had her nipples into rigid peaks, he flicked one last time with his tongue and then carefully applied the first clamp.
“Oh!” she exclaimed when the clamp bit into her nipple. “Ash?”
“Easy, baby. I won’t hurt you. You know that. Just a little pain. Give you that edge. You’ll like it.”