Slowly, he pulled out of my mouth. My throat was sore. The taste of Creed lingered on my tongue. His hand went to my chin and his mouth was on mine, kissing me savagely.
“Color?” he whispered against my mouth.
“Green,” I rasped, panting heavily.
Creed licked my lips then he was gone.
“Stand up.” He helped me up and led me a couple steps away. The handcuffs were soon off my wrists and I was positioned on my stomach on a flat surface. Creed pulled my hands forward and straps covered my wrists then my feet went through the same process.
“How does it feel? Do I need to adjust the headrest?”
“I’m fine. Green.”
My stomach quivered. Creed had explained the spanking bench when we first got in the room. He told me it was one of his favorite things to play with.
The feathery tool was back and brushing down my spine, causing me to shiver. Creed’s lips grazed over the top of my shoulder. His warm breath brushed the nape of my neck as he swept the feather over my pussy from behind. Passion pounded the blood through my heart, chest, and head. Waves of ecstasy throbbed through me.
“I’ll never get over how responsive your body is, baby.” The feather was soon gone and replaced with his fingers. Creed fondled my pussy, teasing my tunnel with them.
A whimper fell from my mouth as my breathing picked up. His other hand lightly ran over my back. I clenched my walls around his fingers once they pushed inside me, needing more but Creed wasn’t playing fair.
“So greedy, baby.” He chuckled lowly.
I swallowed hard.
Creed stopped touching me and I could hear him walk off. My heart thumped loudly.
A shiver shot through me when he returned and something cool went down the crack of my ass.
“Color?” he asked, spreading my cheeks and circling the rim of my back hole with his finger.
“Green,” I moaned.
We had spoken about this too. I’d never done anal before but I wasn’t against trying. Summer had tried it before and told me after the pain it was the best orgasm she’d ever had. He made sure we went through the proper preparation beforehand.
Creed pushed a finger into me, causing me to wince. “Breathe, baby. In and out, slowly,” he coached.
I tried to follow his instructions, but Creed’s fingers were thick and already stretching me good. He pumped his finger in and out of me. His other hand wrapped around me and landed on my clit. Another whimper fell from my mouth. Creed soon added more lube and another finger. His fingers spread like scissors, causing me to wince. Between the pleasure of him playing with my clit and the pain from my ass, my head was spinning.
“There you go. Relax for me, baby.” His lips pressed against my back again.
“Creed,” I cried.
“Almost there. Color?”
“Green.”
Soon Creed removed his fingers, added more lube, and pushed a toy into me. It hurt, the feeling stole my breath away, causing me to cry out. “Breathe, Nakyra. You can do it, baby. There you go. Shit, look how you sucked it in.”
My eyes squeezed shut and I bit down on my back molars. “Oh, God,” I whimpered, then moaned. Heat rippled under my skin and that floating feeling came back. My pussy was begging to be filled. My skin ached for him to touch me more.
I gasped when Creed pushed inside of me. I felt overly full. Erotic pleasure soared through me as he started fucking me. My nerves were overloaded.
“Color?”
“Green! Creed, don’t stop!” I begged.
The sounds of my juices sloshing and my ass bouncing off Creed’s pelvis created sweet music in the room.
