I drag my eyes off Ember and take stock of the items I’ve pulled from the chest of sex toys I’ve been collecting since the night I first laid eyes on her.
When I moved her into the penthouse, I expected to have more time to show her all the filthy ways I want to use her body, but she ran before I got the chance.
A small vibrator that will press against her G-spot and clit sits beside a tiny butt plug, along with a soft riding crop and a bottle of lube.
I collect the items and carry them to the bedside table that Ember’s still perched beside, and her breath catches when she sees what I’m holding.
“Orion,” she warns.
“Yes, Ember?” I level her with a hard stare. “Are you going to try to tell me you don’t want this? Because I remember how hardyou gushed for me the first night we spent together, and how much you loved it when I used those toys on you. You can tell me you don’t want me to take your control away and treat you like my perfect whore, but you’d be lying to both of us.”
A soft blush spreads across her cheeks, and she looks away, telling me everything I need to know without words.
“Strip for me,” I demand, turning back to the bedside table to give her a second to decide if this is something she actually wants. I’m an asshole, but if she tells me no and truly means it, I’ll respect her wishes.
When I turn back to her, she’s still nibbling on her bottom lip with indecision, but she’s also shifting from side to side. Her pretty pussy must be aching for me.
“Arms up,” I say softly, reaching for the hem of her T-shirt. She complies almost immediately, and I tug the soft fabric up and over her head before threading it to the headboard to deal with once I unchain her, whenever that may be.
Instinctively, she wraps her arms around herself, earning herself a shake of the head. “None of that, sweet girl. I want to see every inch of your pretty body after being deprived for months.”
The bra is the next thing to go, and then I help her stand so I can unbutton her jeans. Her cotton panties join them on the floor, and I help her step out of them, leaving her bare to me.
The entire interaction feels unnatural to me because normally, I would tear the clothes straight from her body. But she’s skittish, and although I’ll no longer allow her to run from me, I understand I have a lot to repent for.
“Lie down,” I tell her, and she drags in a breath before doing as she’s told.
Ember tracks my every move as I pull another cuff from out of view and attach it to the chain, before tugging it taut to ensure her arms remain where I want them.
“Orion, I’m not so sure about this.” Genuine fear bleeds into her voice, and I pause, my eyes raking over her features. Her breaths are slightly labored, but the rest of her body betrays her. Her nipples are hard as diamonds despite how warm the room is, and the evidence of her arousal coats the insides of her thighs.
I reposition myself so I’m leaning over her, my lips just a breath from hers. “You’re always safe with me, Ember. That much you can always be sure of. If at any point you want to stop, I want you to say ‘red’ for me, okay?”
“A safe word?” Her brows tug together.
“Exactly. I’ll never give you more than you can handle, but if it makes you feel safer to have a way to make everything stop, you’ve got it.”
She swallows heavily, but nods, and her shoulders relax against the mattress.
“Good girl,” I murmur, pressing a chaste kiss to her full lips.
God, it’s taking everything not to fuck her right this instant. I need to feel her clench around me, to fill her full of my cum and mark her from the inside out.
Yep, my girl definitely brings all my caveman instincts to the surface.
I sit back on my haunches and allow myself a moment to enjoy the view. She’s so fucking perfect. I can barely believe she’s mine.
I wrap my hands around the backs of her knees and lift them up to her chest, putting her pussy on display, and I don’t bother smothering the groan that escapes from my throat.
“Look at this needy cunt, Little Flame,” I murmur, running the tip of my finger through her wetness. “So fucking desperate for me.”
Her breathy moan fills the room, and I breathe through my need to sink into her. I want to drag this out, but it’s going to be an exercise in control for both of us.
“If you’re my good girl, I’ll allow you to come at some point tonight. But if you even think about falling over the edge without my permission, I’ll ruin that orgasm as well as all the ones that come after it. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” she whispers.
I reach for the vibrator and drag the tip through her wetness before slowly easing it into her. Despite how small it is, her pussy stretches to accommodate the silicone toy, and I can’t help but groan at the sight. Jesus. I can’t wait to feel her stretched around me.
