One day, p.7
One Day, page 7
The black leather butt plug wedged in Ethan’s lubed-up hole vibrated once more for long unholy seconds, causing him to curse and moan in pleasure. Sweat dripped off his nose while he panted and tried to catch his breath after the delicious torture ended. He glanced down his body to his straining, flushed dick trapped in the leather ring enclosing the base of his erection. Beneath it, another leather ring cupped his balls snuggly and linked to the butt plug by a thick rubber bridge.
Ethan had never worn a cock and ball ring before. To say that he was loving the experience was an understatement. He’d never had so many dry orgasms as he’d done in the hour since they’d been inside the playroom.
Ethan hadn’t been sure what to expect when Joe walked in behind him and saw what lay inside the black and purple suite Ethan had selected specially for them. Joe used to be an escort for Eveline’s clubs and had indulged in bondage before with clients, so none of it would be new to him. And although they’d tied each other up during sex and used toys, they’d never engaged in full BDSM play before.
Joe locked the door and carefully examined the room and its contents, his hazel eyes growing inscrutable. He walked over to a wall bearing a variety of leather and silk floggers and fingered one of them.
“Nice,” he murmured.
Butterflies swamped Ethan’s stomach where he stood in the middle of the room; he felt strangely nervous all of a sudden. He was well aware he was a novice compared to Joe when it came to some of the items around them. He glanced at the leather restraints hanging from the suspension beams to the left and swallowed. His gaze clashed with Joe’s in the next instant.
Joe held Ethan’s eyes and slowly walked over to the contraption. He touched one of the padded cuffs. “Is this what you want to try, Ethan?”
“Umm,” Ethan mumbled, his ears warming.
Joe watched him for a moment. He closed the distance between them, tilted Ethan’s chin up slightly with one crooked finger, and repeated the question. “I said, is this what you want, Ethan?”
Hot and cold shivers suddenly raced through Ethan as he finally grasped what it was he was reading on Joe’s face. Joe was beyond fucking turned on by all of this; most of all, he seemed to be loving the idea of Ethan in those restraints. Ethan swallowed convulsively as the fire burning in the hazel eyes opposite him licked his skin and threatened to consume him.
Joe leaned in and brought his lips to Ethan’s ear. “I would never do anything to hurt you,” he said in a low, gravelly tone that made Ethan’s heart stumble a beat. “If we do this, it will only be about pleasure. Yours and mine.”
That was all it took for Ethan to finally admit his filthy wish. “Yes,” he breathed.
Joe’s finger moved to another button on the remote. He studied Ethan unblinkingly and pressed it.
Electricity buzzed through Ethan as the butt plug started to work its magic in a different way, pulsing and throbbing in a heady rhythm that made the nerve endings lining his sensitized rim and passage sing to attention. He whimpered and grunted as pressure built deep inside his belly and balls, dark, intense waves that indicated he was nearing another mind-blowing climax. His toes curled and his fingers clenched.
Joe brought him right to the brink of the orgasm before turning the vibrator off. Ethan squeezed his eyes shut and whimpered, his belly tensing and quivering while his butt cheeks squeezed the leather intruder inside his passage, trying to stimulate himself over that dizzying verge.
Although Joe had promised he wouldn’t hurt him, the way he’d teased and edged him was pretty damn close to the sweetest torment Ethan had ever suffered. Not knowing when Joe would allow him to climax or when he’d reel him back from tipping over into the delicious fall only ramped up the pleasure tenfold. And Ethan knew it wasn’t just him who was relishing the exquisite play they were engaged in right now.
Clothes rustled up ahead. Ethan blinked his eyes open. His pulse hammered wildly in his veins as he watched Joe uncross his legs and spread his thighs wide open where he sat in the leather chair opposite him.
Joe held Ethan’s gaze and unleashed the enormous erection in his pants. Ethan’s hole spasmed around the butt plug as he stared at the pre-cum pearling the head of Joe’s cock.
Fuck. I want to lick that so bad.
As if he’d read his mind, Joe swiped his thumb across the creamy drops and sucked on it slowly with a lewd, wet sound, his cheeks hollowing enticingly while he moved his finger in and out of his lips.
That was all it took for Ethan to come. He bit down on the leather ball gag and let out an indistinct shout as his passage and dick pulsated violently. A thin jet of cum finally escaped his swollen, trapped shaft and splashed across his chest. By the time Ethan recovered from the spine-tingling orgasm, Joe was on his feet.
He palmed his hard cock and started rubbing himself as he closed the distance to Ethan, his hazel eyes ablaze with lust.
Ethan panted and trembled when Joe stopped in front of him. Joe’s gaze swept his body, burning him everywhere it landed. From his head down to the cock and ball ring framing his groin and the attached butt plug, and all the way up his legs and arms to the shackles holding his ankles and wrists prisoner.
A moan ripped out of Ethan’s throat when Joe leaned down and licked the trail of cum on his chest. He furrowed the thick, pink flesh and flicked the tip across Ethan’s nipples, causing him to swear and jerk against his restraints.
“I don’t think I gave you permission to come, Ethan,” Joe murmured against his sweat-slicked skin, his fingers still busy on his own glistening dick.
Ethan’s heart thundered against his ribs as he looked into the hazel eyes boring into him. They both knew what was coming next.
Ethan fisted his hands and cried out against the ball gag when Joe activated the butt plug once more. Joe reached under Ethan’s body, gripped the base of the device, and pulled down gently.
Light exploded behind Ethan’s eyes as the broadest part of the toy came into contact with the rings of muscles guarding his entrance once more. Then, Joe closed his lips on the head of Ethan’s shaft.
The room faded as Joe started sucking and deep throating Ethan’s cock while he thrust and rotated and pumped the vibrating plug inside Ethan’s hot, wet hole, stretching him and teasing the sensitive nerves of his rim.
A buzzing noise filled Ethan’s ears as the exquisite orgasm surged through him, tightening his balls and stiffening his spine. Higher and higher it built, rising and receding in agonizing, electrifying tingles while he moaned louder and louder against the ball gag.
A white haze enveloped Ethan’s mind and body when he exploded inside Joe’s mouth a moment later.
He was dimly aware that he was shuddering and shaking and jerking against his restraints as he surfed and crested the violent waves of ecstasy ripping through him while Joe hungrily swallowed his cum. The sounds he was making reached him from a distance—long, guttural animal cries and grunts. He wondered fuzzily whether it was really him making those noises.
He felt Joe remove the butt plug.
It was replaced by something else. Something thicker. Longer. Hotter. Harder.
Ethan’s breaths came out in hard, fast pants as he finally drifted down from the dizzying heights Joe had just taken him to. He blinked dazedly and stared at the man who had his dick now wedged deep inside him.
“Have I told you how fucking beautiful you look when you come?” Joe said in a voice thick with desire. He drew his hips back before flexing them forward.
Ethan gasped at the sensation of Joe’s shaft plunging deep inside him.
“All of it,” Joe murmured reverently, fingers clenching on Ethan’s butt where he held him. He fixed him in position and started fucking him, his movements slow and hard, matching the unhurried cadence of his wicked words, driving Ethan steadily out of his mind all over again.
“From the way your eyes glaze over just before it hits you.” Joe pulled out. “And your cheeks and ears and neck go bright pink as you fight the pleasure until the very last moment.” He pushed back in with a wet slap of flesh that drew a tortured moan of pleasure from Ethan’s throat and sent a spark of white light flashing across his vision.
“To how your nipples stiffen into hard little nubs I want to bite.” Joe undid the ball gag and dropped the leather item on the floor.
Ethan swallowed and licked his lips, unable to tear his eyes from the man in front of him. The man inside him. The man possessing him with an erotic mastery he had never before experienced. He gasped when Joe withdrew his hot shaft until only the broad head stretched his entrance.
Joe lowered his gaze down Ethan’s flushed, sweat-slicked body. “And I love the way you clench and tighten your belly.” He raised his head and took Ethan’s mouth in a deep kiss while he thrust back in, bumping Ethan’s prostate. His lips swallowed the moan ripped from deep inside Ethan’s chest. “Just that alone is enough to make me shoot my load, Ethan. It makes me wonder what it’s like inside there, where I know you feel your pleasure the most. Does it look the way I think it does? The way it feels to me?”
Joe brought his mouth to Ethan’s ear and bit the lobe gently as he pulled out again. “Like a star getting bigger and brighter with each movement of my dick inside you?”
Electric tingles rippled through Ethan when Joe plunged back inside him with a powerful motion.
“A hot, tight ball of energy dying to explode? To go supernova?”
A harsh grunt left Joe’s lips as he pulled out again.
Ethan trembled, his pulse racing in his veins as he stared into the dilated hazel eyes opposite his. He could tell Joe was starting to lose control from the way he was tensing his jaw.
The leather restraints creaked as Joe slammed home once more, air leaving him in a low hiss. “To consume everything in its path in blinding waves of pleasure that make you forget who and where you are?”
The way Joe’s fingers suddenly dug into Ethan’s butt cheeks told him his lover had finally reached the limits of this game. Joe clenched his teeth and started pounding Ethan’s ass harder and faster, sending fiery jolts of pleasure through Ethan’s hole.
“I hope it does, Ethan,” Joe groaned, sweat pearling his upper lip. “Because that’s the way it feels to me whenever I’m with you. Like there’s a star exploding inside me. Taking me over. Destroying me. Remaking me. Just for you. Just for this.”
Joe buried his face in Ethan’s throat and pressed a kiss to his heated skin. Ethan’s heart soared as the man he loved surrendered completely to his carnal instincts and fucked him the way he really wanted to—wildly, passionately, without restraint, like an animal claiming his mate.
Branding him.
Owning him.
Marking him in all the colors of their love.
Chapter 16
Lincoln grinned at Eveline.
“I gotta say, I could get used to that look.”
Eveline glanced at the red leather dominatrix outfit kissing her alluring curves like a second skin. She ran her hands down her waist and hips. “You like it?”
Lincoln nodded where he sat naked on a bondage chair, his sizable cock already at full mast between his thighs. If it wasn’t for the fact that his arms and legs were strapped down, he’d be unzipping the front-to-back crotch of the traffic-red PVC catsuit Eveline had just slipped into and be balls deep inside her.
The playroom Ethan had chosen for them was not dissimilar to the special-access VIP rooms in Eveline’s clubs. The one in Tokyo was where he and Eveline first had sex, and that night still remained one of the most memorable ones of Lincoln’s life.
It was Lincoln who’d suggested Eveline take on the role she used to play in the past when they came to the playroom a short while ago.
That of a professional dominatrix.
Although they took turns taking the lead during sex, Lincoln knew Eveline thoroughly enjoyed surrendering control to him when they were in bed. He’d always been curious about what she would be like in complete control. And truth be told, quite a little turned on by the idea.
Eveline strolled to the table next to the chair, her black stilettos clicking sensuously against the floorboards. She tapped a finger against her lips while she examined the tools laid out on a surgical tray.
“What should we start with first?” she murmured teasingly.
She trailed her fingers over a range of whips and floggers before lovingly caressing a string of blue, teardrop shaped silicone beads on a flexible rod with a finger hook at one end.
Lincoln’s ass clenched as he stared at the anal beads.
Eveline chuckled. “Don’t worry, I’m just kidding. I—” She stopped, her pupils widening as her gaze dropped to his erection.
Lincoln bit back a groan. There was no hiding the fact that it had just gotten noticeably bigger.
Eveline raised her eyes to Lincoln’s face. Color painted red flags across her cheekbones. “Fuck. Your dick seems to like that idea.” She glanced at the anal beads, excitement brightening her face. “Do you want me to use those on you?”
Lincoln shifted in the chair and cleared his throat. “I, umm, might be amenable to trying them out.”
Eveline sucked air between her teeth, her expression that of someone who just got all her Christmas gifts six months early. Her gaze shifted to the row of specialized tools suspended from hooks on the wall to her left.
Lincoln tensed when he saw what she was staring at.
“Now, let’s not get carried away, Evie,” he said warningly, his hands fisting under the leather restraints binding him to the chair.
Eveline pursed her lips. “So, that’s a no to the strap-on dildo?”
“Hell, no!” Lincoln stated vehemently.
Eveline sighed and picked up a whip. “How about this?”
Lincoln eyed the leather rod. His gaze shifted to the flogger next to it. “That one looks more…interesting.”
A wicked smile curved Eveline’s lips. “Good choice.”
That was when Lincoln knew he was in trouble.
By the time Eveline finished tormenting every erogenous zone of his body with the bondage tool and some ice cubes from the fridge in the corner of the playroom, Lincoln was breathing fast and his cock was leaking pre-cum almost continuously. And when Eveline slowly, carefully prepped his ass with lube and slipped the anal beads inside, Lincoln cursed and dropped his head back, so close to shooting his load at the insane sensation of being penetrated he only managed to hold back his orgasm by the barest thread.
A tiny wave of disappointment flashed through him as his passage adjusted to the intruder inside him. Bar a feeling like he needed to bear down and push it out, the anal beads felt strangely inoffensive. He’d expected them to be more…pleasurable.
Eveline must have read his mind as she smiled at him then. “Don’t worry, babe.” She slipped a condom on his dick, undid the crotch zipper of the catsuit, and straddled his lap. “It’s not what they do while they’re just sitting there.” She gripped his shoulder with one hand, clasped his twitching cock, and guided it to her sex. “It’s what you do with them.”
Lincoln hissed as Eveline came down on him, her passage swallowing his dick in hot, tight, velvety heat. She was so wet for him he slid inside in one smooth glide. He tightened his pelvic muscles instinctively and gasped when his ass suddenly tingled with a spark of pleasure.
Eveline grinned at his shocked expression. “That’s it, sweetheart.” She leaned forward and nibbled his right earlobe with her teeth. “You gotta squeeze those little suckers,” she whispered. “Like this.” She tightened her inner muscles around him.
Lincoln cursed and pumped his hips reflexively. The beads moved inside him and generated another jolt of electricity that matched the one burning through his cock.
Eveline pressed her heels against the floor and started riding him, rising until his cock was teasing her folds before punching down again, her mouth parted on hot, sexy pants. She kept her left hand on his right shoulder and leaned back slightly before reaching for the zipper at the top of the catsuit.
A red haze of lust swamped Lincoln’s vision as Eveline slid the metal down over her chest, freed her naked breasts, and started touching herself, her fingers rubbing and pinching her erect nipples while she bit and chewed her lower lip, low hums of pleasure rumbling up her throat.
Lincoln held Eveline’s passion-glazed eyes as he gripped the armrests of the chair and started thrusting up to meet her downward plunges, his hole rhythmically grasping the small, hot balls inside his back passage with every punch of his hips.
“Fuck!” Lincoln gasped as the tingles of pleasure radiating from his dick and ass merged and pooled deep inside his belly.
Eveline’s moans grew into cries as she accelerated her pace. Sweat beaded her face, and her chest and face grew flushed with pleasure when the first ripples of her climax trembled through her sex.
Lincoln’s entire body stiffened deliciously as his own orgasm raced down his spine and arrowed in on his dick, balls, and ass. Movements growing erratic, he tilted his hips and plunged harder and faster into Eveline while she melted and shuddered and came around him, her convulsions squeezing and milking his throbbing shaft.
Just as Lincoln’s body detonated with the first exquisite wave of his climax, Eveline reached behind her, hooked her finger around the ring at the end of the anal beads wedged in his ass, and started pulling them out slowly one by one.
Lincoln let out a harsh shout at the intense pulses of pleasure their exit created in combination with his orgasm. He cursed and gasped and grunted as his cock spurted jet after jet of cum inside the condom while the beads slipped out, so much so he wondered dimly if his dick would ever stop squirting.
He collapsed against Eveline a dizzying moment later, blood roaring in his ears while his heart pounded violently in his chest, his face slick with sweat.
“Holy shit,” Lincoln mumbled once he got his breath back.
Eveline giggled where she still straddled his lap. “That good, huh?”
“It was fucking unreal,” Lincoln admitted fervently.
Ethan had never worn a cock and ball ring before. To say that he was loving the experience was an understatement. He’d never had so many dry orgasms as he’d done in the hour since they’d been inside the playroom.
Ethan hadn’t been sure what to expect when Joe walked in behind him and saw what lay inside the black and purple suite Ethan had selected specially for them. Joe used to be an escort for Eveline’s clubs and had indulged in bondage before with clients, so none of it would be new to him. And although they’d tied each other up during sex and used toys, they’d never engaged in full BDSM play before.
Joe locked the door and carefully examined the room and its contents, his hazel eyes growing inscrutable. He walked over to a wall bearing a variety of leather and silk floggers and fingered one of them.
“Nice,” he murmured.
Butterflies swamped Ethan’s stomach where he stood in the middle of the room; he felt strangely nervous all of a sudden. He was well aware he was a novice compared to Joe when it came to some of the items around them. He glanced at the leather restraints hanging from the suspension beams to the left and swallowed. His gaze clashed with Joe’s in the next instant.
Joe held Ethan’s eyes and slowly walked over to the contraption. He touched one of the padded cuffs. “Is this what you want to try, Ethan?”
“Umm,” Ethan mumbled, his ears warming.
Joe watched him for a moment. He closed the distance between them, tilted Ethan’s chin up slightly with one crooked finger, and repeated the question. “I said, is this what you want, Ethan?”
Hot and cold shivers suddenly raced through Ethan as he finally grasped what it was he was reading on Joe’s face. Joe was beyond fucking turned on by all of this; most of all, he seemed to be loving the idea of Ethan in those restraints. Ethan swallowed convulsively as the fire burning in the hazel eyes opposite him licked his skin and threatened to consume him.
Joe leaned in and brought his lips to Ethan’s ear. “I would never do anything to hurt you,” he said in a low, gravelly tone that made Ethan’s heart stumble a beat. “If we do this, it will only be about pleasure. Yours and mine.”
That was all it took for Ethan to finally admit his filthy wish. “Yes,” he breathed.
Joe’s finger moved to another button on the remote. He studied Ethan unblinkingly and pressed it.
Electricity buzzed through Ethan as the butt plug started to work its magic in a different way, pulsing and throbbing in a heady rhythm that made the nerve endings lining his sensitized rim and passage sing to attention. He whimpered and grunted as pressure built deep inside his belly and balls, dark, intense waves that indicated he was nearing another mind-blowing climax. His toes curled and his fingers clenched.
Joe brought him right to the brink of the orgasm before turning the vibrator off. Ethan squeezed his eyes shut and whimpered, his belly tensing and quivering while his butt cheeks squeezed the leather intruder inside his passage, trying to stimulate himself over that dizzying verge.
Although Joe had promised he wouldn’t hurt him, the way he’d teased and edged him was pretty damn close to the sweetest torment Ethan had ever suffered. Not knowing when Joe would allow him to climax or when he’d reel him back from tipping over into the delicious fall only ramped up the pleasure tenfold. And Ethan knew it wasn’t just him who was relishing the exquisite play they were engaged in right now.
Clothes rustled up ahead. Ethan blinked his eyes open. His pulse hammered wildly in his veins as he watched Joe uncross his legs and spread his thighs wide open where he sat in the leather chair opposite him.
Joe held Ethan’s gaze and unleashed the enormous erection in his pants. Ethan’s hole spasmed around the butt plug as he stared at the pre-cum pearling the head of Joe’s cock.
Fuck. I want to lick that so bad.
As if he’d read his mind, Joe swiped his thumb across the creamy drops and sucked on it slowly with a lewd, wet sound, his cheeks hollowing enticingly while he moved his finger in and out of his lips.
That was all it took for Ethan to come. He bit down on the leather ball gag and let out an indistinct shout as his passage and dick pulsated violently. A thin jet of cum finally escaped his swollen, trapped shaft and splashed across his chest. By the time Ethan recovered from the spine-tingling orgasm, Joe was on his feet.
He palmed his hard cock and started rubbing himself as he closed the distance to Ethan, his hazel eyes ablaze with lust.
Ethan panted and trembled when Joe stopped in front of him. Joe’s gaze swept his body, burning him everywhere it landed. From his head down to the cock and ball ring framing his groin and the attached butt plug, and all the way up his legs and arms to the shackles holding his ankles and wrists prisoner.
A moan ripped out of Ethan’s throat when Joe leaned down and licked the trail of cum on his chest. He furrowed the thick, pink flesh and flicked the tip across Ethan’s nipples, causing him to swear and jerk against his restraints.
“I don’t think I gave you permission to come, Ethan,” Joe murmured against his sweat-slicked skin, his fingers still busy on his own glistening dick.
Ethan’s heart thundered against his ribs as he looked into the hazel eyes boring into him. They both knew what was coming next.
Ethan fisted his hands and cried out against the ball gag when Joe activated the butt plug once more. Joe reached under Ethan’s body, gripped the base of the device, and pulled down gently.
Light exploded behind Ethan’s eyes as the broadest part of the toy came into contact with the rings of muscles guarding his entrance once more. Then, Joe closed his lips on the head of Ethan’s shaft.
The room faded as Joe started sucking and deep throating Ethan’s cock while he thrust and rotated and pumped the vibrating plug inside Ethan’s hot, wet hole, stretching him and teasing the sensitive nerves of his rim.
A buzzing noise filled Ethan’s ears as the exquisite orgasm surged through him, tightening his balls and stiffening his spine. Higher and higher it built, rising and receding in agonizing, electrifying tingles while he moaned louder and louder against the ball gag.
A white haze enveloped Ethan’s mind and body when he exploded inside Joe’s mouth a moment later.
He was dimly aware that he was shuddering and shaking and jerking against his restraints as he surfed and crested the violent waves of ecstasy ripping through him while Joe hungrily swallowed his cum. The sounds he was making reached him from a distance—long, guttural animal cries and grunts. He wondered fuzzily whether it was really him making those noises.
He felt Joe remove the butt plug.
It was replaced by something else. Something thicker. Longer. Hotter. Harder.
Ethan’s breaths came out in hard, fast pants as he finally drifted down from the dizzying heights Joe had just taken him to. He blinked dazedly and stared at the man who had his dick now wedged deep inside him.
“Have I told you how fucking beautiful you look when you come?” Joe said in a voice thick with desire. He drew his hips back before flexing them forward.
Ethan gasped at the sensation of Joe’s shaft plunging deep inside him.
“All of it,” Joe murmured reverently, fingers clenching on Ethan’s butt where he held him. He fixed him in position and started fucking him, his movements slow and hard, matching the unhurried cadence of his wicked words, driving Ethan steadily out of his mind all over again.
“From the way your eyes glaze over just before it hits you.” Joe pulled out. “And your cheeks and ears and neck go bright pink as you fight the pleasure until the very last moment.” He pushed back in with a wet slap of flesh that drew a tortured moan of pleasure from Ethan’s throat and sent a spark of white light flashing across his vision.
“To how your nipples stiffen into hard little nubs I want to bite.” Joe undid the ball gag and dropped the leather item on the floor.
Ethan swallowed and licked his lips, unable to tear his eyes from the man in front of him. The man inside him. The man possessing him with an erotic mastery he had never before experienced. He gasped when Joe withdrew his hot shaft until only the broad head stretched his entrance.
Joe lowered his gaze down Ethan’s flushed, sweat-slicked body. “And I love the way you clench and tighten your belly.” He raised his head and took Ethan’s mouth in a deep kiss while he thrust back in, bumping Ethan’s prostate. His lips swallowed the moan ripped from deep inside Ethan’s chest. “Just that alone is enough to make me shoot my load, Ethan. It makes me wonder what it’s like inside there, where I know you feel your pleasure the most. Does it look the way I think it does? The way it feels to me?”
Joe brought his mouth to Ethan’s ear and bit the lobe gently as he pulled out again. “Like a star getting bigger and brighter with each movement of my dick inside you?”
Electric tingles rippled through Ethan when Joe plunged back inside him with a powerful motion.
“A hot, tight ball of energy dying to explode? To go supernova?”
A harsh grunt left Joe’s lips as he pulled out again.
Ethan trembled, his pulse racing in his veins as he stared into the dilated hazel eyes opposite his. He could tell Joe was starting to lose control from the way he was tensing his jaw.
The leather restraints creaked as Joe slammed home once more, air leaving him in a low hiss. “To consume everything in its path in blinding waves of pleasure that make you forget who and where you are?”
The way Joe’s fingers suddenly dug into Ethan’s butt cheeks told him his lover had finally reached the limits of this game. Joe clenched his teeth and started pounding Ethan’s ass harder and faster, sending fiery jolts of pleasure through Ethan’s hole.
“I hope it does, Ethan,” Joe groaned, sweat pearling his upper lip. “Because that’s the way it feels to me whenever I’m with you. Like there’s a star exploding inside me. Taking me over. Destroying me. Remaking me. Just for you. Just for this.”
Joe buried his face in Ethan’s throat and pressed a kiss to his heated skin. Ethan’s heart soared as the man he loved surrendered completely to his carnal instincts and fucked him the way he really wanted to—wildly, passionately, without restraint, like an animal claiming his mate.
Branding him.
Owning him.
Marking him in all the colors of their love.
Chapter 16
Lincoln grinned at Eveline.
“I gotta say, I could get used to that look.”
Eveline glanced at the red leather dominatrix outfit kissing her alluring curves like a second skin. She ran her hands down her waist and hips. “You like it?”
Lincoln nodded where he sat naked on a bondage chair, his sizable cock already at full mast between his thighs. If it wasn’t for the fact that his arms and legs were strapped down, he’d be unzipping the front-to-back crotch of the traffic-red PVC catsuit Eveline had just slipped into and be balls deep inside her.
The playroom Ethan had chosen for them was not dissimilar to the special-access VIP rooms in Eveline’s clubs. The one in Tokyo was where he and Eveline first had sex, and that night still remained one of the most memorable ones of Lincoln’s life.
It was Lincoln who’d suggested Eveline take on the role she used to play in the past when they came to the playroom a short while ago.
That of a professional dominatrix.
Although they took turns taking the lead during sex, Lincoln knew Eveline thoroughly enjoyed surrendering control to him when they were in bed. He’d always been curious about what she would be like in complete control. And truth be told, quite a little turned on by the idea.
Eveline strolled to the table next to the chair, her black stilettos clicking sensuously against the floorboards. She tapped a finger against her lips while she examined the tools laid out on a surgical tray.
“What should we start with first?” she murmured teasingly.
She trailed her fingers over a range of whips and floggers before lovingly caressing a string of blue, teardrop shaped silicone beads on a flexible rod with a finger hook at one end.
Lincoln’s ass clenched as he stared at the anal beads.
Eveline chuckled. “Don’t worry, I’m just kidding. I—” She stopped, her pupils widening as her gaze dropped to his erection.
Lincoln bit back a groan. There was no hiding the fact that it had just gotten noticeably bigger.
Eveline raised her eyes to Lincoln’s face. Color painted red flags across her cheekbones. “Fuck. Your dick seems to like that idea.” She glanced at the anal beads, excitement brightening her face. “Do you want me to use those on you?”
Lincoln shifted in the chair and cleared his throat. “I, umm, might be amenable to trying them out.”
Eveline sucked air between her teeth, her expression that of someone who just got all her Christmas gifts six months early. Her gaze shifted to the row of specialized tools suspended from hooks on the wall to her left.
Lincoln tensed when he saw what she was staring at.
“Now, let’s not get carried away, Evie,” he said warningly, his hands fisting under the leather restraints binding him to the chair.
Eveline pursed her lips. “So, that’s a no to the strap-on dildo?”
“Hell, no!” Lincoln stated vehemently.
Eveline sighed and picked up a whip. “How about this?”
Lincoln eyed the leather rod. His gaze shifted to the flogger next to it. “That one looks more…interesting.”
A wicked smile curved Eveline’s lips. “Good choice.”
That was when Lincoln knew he was in trouble.
By the time Eveline finished tormenting every erogenous zone of his body with the bondage tool and some ice cubes from the fridge in the corner of the playroom, Lincoln was breathing fast and his cock was leaking pre-cum almost continuously. And when Eveline slowly, carefully prepped his ass with lube and slipped the anal beads inside, Lincoln cursed and dropped his head back, so close to shooting his load at the insane sensation of being penetrated he only managed to hold back his orgasm by the barest thread.
A tiny wave of disappointment flashed through him as his passage adjusted to the intruder inside him. Bar a feeling like he needed to bear down and push it out, the anal beads felt strangely inoffensive. He’d expected them to be more…pleasurable.
Eveline must have read his mind as she smiled at him then. “Don’t worry, babe.” She slipped a condom on his dick, undid the crotch zipper of the catsuit, and straddled his lap. “It’s not what they do while they’re just sitting there.” She gripped his shoulder with one hand, clasped his twitching cock, and guided it to her sex. “It’s what you do with them.”
Lincoln hissed as Eveline came down on him, her passage swallowing his dick in hot, tight, velvety heat. She was so wet for him he slid inside in one smooth glide. He tightened his pelvic muscles instinctively and gasped when his ass suddenly tingled with a spark of pleasure.
Eveline grinned at his shocked expression. “That’s it, sweetheart.” She leaned forward and nibbled his right earlobe with her teeth. “You gotta squeeze those little suckers,” she whispered. “Like this.” She tightened her inner muscles around him.
Lincoln cursed and pumped his hips reflexively. The beads moved inside him and generated another jolt of electricity that matched the one burning through his cock.
Eveline pressed her heels against the floor and started riding him, rising until his cock was teasing her folds before punching down again, her mouth parted on hot, sexy pants. She kept her left hand on his right shoulder and leaned back slightly before reaching for the zipper at the top of the catsuit.
A red haze of lust swamped Lincoln’s vision as Eveline slid the metal down over her chest, freed her naked breasts, and started touching herself, her fingers rubbing and pinching her erect nipples while she bit and chewed her lower lip, low hums of pleasure rumbling up her throat.
Lincoln held Eveline’s passion-glazed eyes as he gripped the armrests of the chair and started thrusting up to meet her downward plunges, his hole rhythmically grasping the small, hot balls inside his back passage with every punch of his hips.
“Fuck!” Lincoln gasped as the tingles of pleasure radiating from his dick and ass merged and pooled deep inside his belly.
Eveline’s moans grew into cries as she accelerated her pace. Sweat beaded her face, and her chest and face grew flushed with pleasure when the first ripples of her climax trembled through her sex.
Lincoln’s entire body stiffened deliciously as his own orgasm raced down his spine and arrowed in on his dick, balls, and ass. Movements growing erratic, he tilted his hips and plunged harder and faster into Eveline while she melted and shuddered and came around him, her convulsions squeezing and milking his throbbing shaft.
Just as Lincoln’s body detonated with the first exquisite wave of his climax, Eveline reached behind her, hooked her finger around the ring at the end of the anal beads wedged in his ass, and started pulling them out slowly one by one.
Lincoln let out a harsh shout at the intense pulses of pleasure their exit created in combination with his orgasm. He cursed and gasped and grunted as his cock spurted jet after jet of cum inside the condom while the beads slipped out, so much so he wondered dimly if his dick would ever stop squirting.
He collapsed against Eveline a dizzying moment later, blood roaring in his ears while his heart pounded violently in his chest, his face slick with sweat.
“Holy shit,” Lincoln mumbled once he got his breath back.
Eveline giggled where she still straddled his lap. “That good, huh?”
“It was fucking unreal,” Lincoln admitted fervently.








