Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 62695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 313(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 313(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
“Did you make that?”
“I did.”
He puts a hand on my lower back and walks me towards his makeshift hanger and I stare at it with anticipation, and a little unease.
“What if a stable hand walks in, or is watching, or films this?”
Enzo grunts. “Trust me, baby. Nobody is going to come in. I’ll lock it all up before I tie you to that.”
“Tie me to it,” I squeak.
It’s not a question, more a statement.
I’m nervous, and excited, and a little weary.
“Do you trust me?” Enzo asks, facing me.
I nod. Of course I do.
“You want off at any point, you just say the word. I’ll untie you. This isn’t meant to be unenjoyable for you.”
I nod. “Well, are you going to get on with it or what?”
He grins. “There’s my girl.”
He locks up the barn as promised, then approaches me, taking the hem of my dress and pulling it up and over my head. Slowly, he undresses me, occasionally his lips graze over my skin as he does. When I’m standing before him, fully naked, he takes a moment to look at me before releasing a low growl. “You’re fuckin’ perfect, June.”
I flush. “Well, you’re not so bad yourself.”
He gently puts a hand to my chest and pushes me backwards. I stand beneath the frame and watch in fascination as he takes my ankles and spreads my legs wide, cuffing me to the bottom posts. I feel exposed, yet not conscious. I know he enjoys every second of this, and I trust that he loves it just as much as I do.
He takes my hands and lifts them above my head, stretching them out and cuffing them into the top corners. Then, he steps back. I’m standing, stark naked, spread apart and on display. My body is wide open for him to see, there is nothing I can hide. My cheeks flush as his gaze rakes over me and I tremble when he growls, deep and low, before stepping forward. “I could stand here and watch you all fuckin’ night.”
I bite my bottom lip as he goes to a little box he has in the corner. He pulls out a whip, it’s not a hard one, the end looks gentle and soft, but with enough force, even that would hurt. I shudder in anticipation as he moves closer, taking the end of the whip to my flesh and running it down between my breasts, over my belly and stopping right above my pubic bone.
“Do you want it hard, or do you want it soft?”
I shiver. “Hard.”
His grin is wicked.
He glides the whip down over my folds, pushing in just enough for me to feel it graze my clit. I tremble, my eyes following the soft black material as it glides back up and then thwack, he brings it down onto the soft flesh that covers my pubic bone. I cry out with delight and a little pain, but oh, I want more.
“You liked that.”
He’s not asking.
He glides the whip up higher, and my pussy aches for more as he moves away from it. He brings it to my breasts next, gliding over them, one at a time, swirling the soft end around my nipples before he raises the whip again and brings it down onto the soft tissue. He doesn’t do it hard, just enough for a slight sting to move through me. I whimper and jerk on my restraints, my body coming to life.
“Tell me what you need,” he growls.
“Your mouth on me,” I plead, meeting his gaze.
“Where?”
I hold his stare. “My pussy.”
There is that grin again.
He puts the whip down and moves closer, pressing his lips to mine, kissing me for a long hot minute before moving down to my breasts. There he licks and sucks, slowly dragging his mouth down my body until he finds my pussy. He flicks his tongue out, just enough to graze the flesh and make me shudder. He’s teasing me, taunting me, and I need him to stop.
“Please,” I beg. “Enzo, please.”
“Say my name properly,” he growls, flicking his tongue against me again.
“Lorenzo,” I moan. “Please.”
He looks up at me, and oh, how good he looks down there.
He buries his face between my legs, and I cry out with delight. His tongue does wicked things to me as he licks and sucks, throwing small bites in there to enhance the pleasure. I cry out, scream, moan, and thrash. The pleasure is too much, and it feels so damned good I’m not sure how much more I can take before I lose it.
When his finger slides inside me, I find my release.
I scream out and pull against the restraints, yelling his name for the world to hear. He licks me until every shudder has been pulled from my body, and only then does he push up to his feet again, slamming his mouth over mine and kissing me deep, making me taste myself from his lips.