Revealed by You (Torn) (12 page)

I kicked the door closed and leaned against it.

He walked to the bed and faced me. “What?”

I licked my lips, letting my gaze travel down his body. His loose beige pants hung low on his hips, the light blue t-shirt showing off tanned thick arms. My mouth watered. Veins protruded from his forearms. Every time he moved, his muscles rippled fluidly.

A grin spread on his face as he closed the distance between us. By the time he reached me, we were both naked. All thoughts of people trying to ruin our relationship forgotten.

NINE

“Close your eyes and open your mouth,” Brett whispered in my ear. Although his voice was quiet, low, it was firm and strong. I listened. Willingly.

I did as he said when something round pressed between my lips. My tongue licked over the ball that was in my mouth. The metal soon became hot as my breathing deepened. After being woken the next morning by a light swat on the ass, my brain was still fuzzy.

Soft fabric covered my eyes before Brett tied it behind my head. “
Feel
, lover. That’s it. No touch, no sight, no speaking. Just feel. Feel my hands on you.” He made a point of running his hands down the length of my body, massaging and kneading a path in their wake. “
Feel
me.”

I nodded. I did. I felt him everywhere. Before he touched me, I knew what it would feel like. My body, familiar and accustomed to his ways but he always surprised me. Left me panting and wanting with need. A desire so strong, it was mind controlling.

“Your skin is vibrating,” he crooned, placing sharp bites and soft kisses on my shoulder blades.

I moaned and whimpered. Mewing sounds left the back of my throat as the two senses mixed as one. He would bite and then kiss and then bite again, not giving me enough time to get over the first nip. His mouth grazed down my spine, his teeth biting into me every so often. My mind reeled. My eyes rolled back into my head. Who knew that being bit could feel so good?

“I could eat you up. Devour your body completely,” he husked. “Leaving you aching and panting for more. You always want more, don’t you, my little vixen?” he breathed against my tail bone.

I nodded.

“I’ll give you more. I’ll give you everything you ever dreamed of. Those erotic fantasies that you were too ashamed to share with your other boyfriends.” He gripped my ass, digging his fingers into my flesh. “Well my sweet Evvie. With me? You won’t have to be ashamed. I will please every dark, passionate, delicious,” he husked between kisses. “fantasy.”

My breath caught in my throat. I did have fantasies. Always about a dark lover who could please my every waking desire and more. What woman didn’t? She was lucky enough to find that one person who could appease her appetite. Her hunger. I found mine in Brett.

“You would like that, wouldn’t you? You want me to fill that hunger deep inside of you? Curb your craving for dark erotic love making?” He fisted my hair and pushed my face into the mattress, breathing hard against my neck. “Is that what you want?”

I frowned. Or tried to with a ball shoved in my mouth.

“I don’t make love?” he asked, taking the question right out of my thoughts.

I nodded.

“Every time, I’m inside of you, it’s making love. No matter how rough, how gentle, how delicious,” he purred. “It’s always making love to you.”

I panted. But I wanted more. I wanted proper normal love making. At least once. I wanted to know what it would feel like with him. He knew that. I just had to be patient.

“But right now...” He leaned into me, his erection pressing against my ass. “It won’t be making love. It will be pure raw animalistic fucking.”

My pussy throbbed, the liquid from my center running down my inner thigh. God, he hadn’t even touched me yet and I was turned on more than ever.

“I
crave
you,” he growled and grabbed my hands before pinning them behind my back.  He tied something around them and grunted in approval.

My heart raced. I was completely and utterly restrained under him.

“I always preferred to have your hands on me but right now, seeing you bound and gagged, spread open for me…” His hand caressed my ass. “I think I prefer this. I can do whatever I want and you can’t stop me, Evvie. Now this is
control
.”

My breathing picked up and I moaned when his fingers dug into the flesh of my rear.

“Your cunt is soaked and hungry for me. Your greedy body wants my cock.” He leaned down to my ear. “You like being restrained, Evvie?”

I nodded, spreading my legs more.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked, moving down the length of my body.

I whimpered and nodded again.

His rough hands spread me open, kneading into my ass cheeks. “God, I love your ass.”

I cried out when teeth bit into the flesh. The white hot pain spread over me and when Brett did it again, I bucked, arching under his touch.
More
.

He lifted me onto all fours, holding onto my bound hands while he brushed the tip of his cock over my core. “Prepare to be fucked, lover.”

I inhaled a gasp as he thrust into me hard. A shudder tore through me, my body opening to him as he drove in and out of me with a speed we both craved. My cries of pleasure were muffled by the metal ball in my mouth but that didn’t stop me from letting him hear how good he was making me feel.

Tingles spread over my skin as his thrusts deepened. His long thick cock hit the bundle of nerves setting me off. I screamed, my body clenching around him. I shook and trembled but that only encouraged him to power into me harder.

“Come again,” he demanded.

I moaned, my muscles contracting and twitching from the hard use.

“Your pussy’s nice and hot.” His thrusts slowed and he pulled out of me. “Nice and swollen.”

My body shook as his fingers pushed through my folds, rubbing gently over my engorged clit.

The tip of his cock ran from my center to the puckered opening between my ass cheeks, coating me with the juices from my center. “You’re going to take me everywhere, Evvie.”

Although I couldn’t see anything with the blindfold on my face, my eyes widened.

Brett grabbed the ball from between my lips. “I want to hear you scream my name as I take complete possession of your body.”

My heart raced. “I…”

“What, Evvie?” he asked, rubbing his cock over the tight opening at my rear.

“No man has ever…” I swallowed, my throat dry.

“I know.” He placed a light kiss on my tail bone. “I’ll be gentle…at first.”

***

My body stirred, the sound of clicking keys invading my thoughts. I rolled over onto my side, opening my eyes to find Brett sitting across from his laptop, working away.

I looked at the clock. 9:00am.

We were on vacation and he was still working. Had he even gone to bed yet? He woke me originally at 6:00am and let me go back to sleep after he bound and gagged me.

The skin around my wrists were tender, tingling to the touch. Red lines marked them and I smiled, knowing what he had done. Where he had been. Oh God, he had taken me everywhere. To new heights. New beginnings. Many firsts for me and I loved every moment of it.

I rose from the bed, the cool air caressing my naked skin, sending a shiver down my back.

I stepped up behind him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, placing a soft kiss on his neck.      

“What are you doing up, lover?” he asked, while he continued to type away on the keyboard.

“I could ask you the same thing,” I said, my voice hoarse from lack of sleep and the many times I screamed his name through the night. I curled my hand around his throat and nipped his jaw.

He grabbed my wrist, kissed the red marks and in a quick move, pulled me onto his lap. “I should bend you over my lap and spank that delicious ass of yours for interrupting my work.”

I grinned and straddled his hips, pushing my naked chest against his. “You work too much, lover boy.”

His hands roamed down my naked back before cupping my ass. “It’s not really work when I enjoy it.”

Running my hands through his hair, I placed a soft kiss on his mouth. “Do you enjoy it?”

He searched my face, his lips turning up at the corners. “I do. It gives me a sense of security for me and mine.”

I smiled. “But you need to take a break every now and again.”

“Do I? And what kind of break would that be?”

I licked between his lips, the scruff of his jaw scratching my cheeks.

“Hmm…you want something, my little vixen?” he asked, smacking me hard on the ass.

I jumped, the slight pain turning into burning pleasure as my skin heated under his touch. “Yes. Please,” I breathed.

“Then be a good girl and show me,” he demanded and let go of me.

Not wasting any time, I reached into the waist band of his sweat pants and pulled out his cock.

He groaned, his eyes closing as I stroked him hard.

My core pulsed and although I was sore, tender from the many times we had made love already, I couldn’t get enough of this man.

His length grew under my touch, his hips bucking when I brushed a thumb over the tip.

I brought my hand up to my mouth and licked the pre-cum off of me.

His nostrils flared. “It makes me so fucking hard knowing you love the taste of me.”

I covered his mouth with mine and lowered myself onto him, my body stretching to meet his size.

He swallowed my moan and grabbed my hips, pulling me hard against him as I rode his rigid length. “You’re wet already and I haven’t even touched you,” he husked.

I circled my hips, slamming against him as I gave us what our bodies needed. “I woke up wet for you.” I breathed.

He growled and deepened the kiss, running his hands up and down my back. His calloused fingers ignited my skin on fire.

“That’s it. Harder, Evvie. Use your body to please me.” He gripped my ass, pulling me flush against him. His fingers dug into my flesh as he thrust into me as deep as he could go.

I whimpered.

“You like my dick deep inside that sweet pussy of yours?”

“Oh God, yes,” I cried out, my thigh muscles burning from the over use.

“Good. Now come with me.” He cupped the back of my neck and brought my mouth down to his, shoving his tongue between my lips. He kissed the hell out of me as I rode him hard.

We came together, crashing over waves of pure bliss. He grunted, filling me and I screamed, the sounds of our pleasure mixing as one.

He continued to thrust in me slow and deep as he devoured my mouth.

The heady scent of sex mixed with the sounds of our bodies meeting, heated my skin.

“Can you hear how much your body enjoys being fucked by me?” he breathed against my mouth.

I panted and sucked on his bottom lip.

He growled and gripped the back of my neck, squeezing before plunging his tongue back into my mouth.  “My body owns you. Don’t forget that.”

I smiled and pushed against him, challenging him. “Right now, I think it’s my body that owns you.”

He released me and pushed his laptop to the side. “Say that again.”

I swallowed hard at the wicked glint in his eyes. “I. Own. You,” I said, pointing at his chest.

In a quick move he lifted me onto the table. “Again.”

“I own you.” I laughed.

He smirked. “Are you sure?”

I licked my lips and nodded. “Yes, lover boy.”

His thumbs brushed over the folds of my pussy. “Last chance to take that back.”

“Never.” I shook my head. “You’re mine. Always have been.
My
body owns
you
.”

“We’ll see about that.” He placed his hands on my inner thighs, pushing my legs apart. He spread me open to him as far as my body would allow. He winked and covered my clit at the same time he thrust two fingers into me.

I bucked under him, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as he sucked the hardened nub. “Oh God. Brett.”

His fingers plunged into me, a growl escaping his lips. His lips closed over the nub sending a jolt of electricity straight through my body.

Just when I was about to come, he stopped.

My eyes widened as he lifted his head, his lips glossy from my juices. “I wish my come would stay inside of you, marking you as mine from the inside out.”

A hot shiver ran down my spine and I moaned as he pushed his fingers into me as deep as possible.

“You want to come?”

“Yes,” I begged.

“Then say it.”

I frowned. “Say what?”

He grinned and dove at my center again but ignored the spot where I wanted him most. His finger brushed over my pussy before sinking back into me. “Say it.”

I had no idea what he was talking about. “I…” I panted. “Please.”

His finger was replaced by two, thrusting into me hard as he brushed his teeth over my clit. “Tell me and I’ll let you come.”

“I don’t know—”

His mouth closed on my inner thigh, his teeth biting down hard.

I cried out, tears burning my eyes at the sharp pain but oh God, did it ever feel good. The deep thrusts of his fingers mixed with the bite sent tingles spreading over my body. A sheen of sweat coated my skin as he continued to ignore my begging for a release.

“Tell me,” he demanded, reining small but sharp bites over my inner thighs. His lips reached the crease beside my pussy. “I enjoy seeing my marks on you, lover.”

I enjoyed it too. It let me know where he’s been, always reminding me of his touch. “Brett, please. I can’t take it anymore.”

“Who owns who?” he asked, pushing his fingers into me as far as he could.

I gasped, gripping the edge of the table. “You. You own me. Please, I can’t…I need—”

His thumb rubbed over my clit. His teeth bit down on the crease between my thigh and pussy and his fingers thrust into me at a frantic rate.

My body shook as I gasped for air, the multiple sensations mixing as one. Just when I thought I was about to break, shattering from the ecstasy, his finger pushed into the tight hole at my rear, setting me off. An explosion erupted inside of me. It was hard, making me scream loud enough that my voice went raw.