Billionaire's Pet 3 (7 page)

Griffin gently nipped her ear. “Scream all you want, pet. No one will hear us.

Nothing will deny me your surrender.”

Yes! She panted through a few breaths, fighting to bring her body under something resembling control. It wouldn’t be easy. Now that Griffin had the plug in her, he had no intention of easing his sensual torment of her body.

He moved around front and dropped to his knees once more in worship of her pussy. He rubbed the back of his knuckles up the inside of her thighs. “Such powerful muscles, but they tremble like a newborn colt trying to stand.”

Katelyn knew it wasn’t an admonishment but an observation on how deeply he affected her. Relaxing her neck, she gazed down on him as his mouth drifted close to her mound. One hand slid over the top of her thigh and around her hip to grip one taut ass cheek. The other traced the line of her cunt, smoothed over her perineum then seized the base of the plug.

His tongue pushed past his lips, just the tip teasing the edge of the ring.

Griffin tugged at the base of the plug. White heat blazed through Katelyn’s body.

He whispered a command against her clit. “Let me hear how sensitive you are.”

He gave a little tug at both points, his teeth gently pulling the ring less than a centimeter as his fingers plucked at the object in her ass. She cried out, the sound sharp and high before it plunged to a visceral groan of need.

Taking upward licks against the ring, Griffin started to fuck her ass more vigorously. The plug pumped in and out, leaving her entirely before its smooth, cone-shaped tip forced her open again. Moans punctuated the writhing undulations of her torso and ass. She pumped back, her mound yearning towards his slick tongue and firm lips.

His other hand dropped from her hip. Fingers invaded her pussy, plunging upward three thick. A speed demon of desire, he did everything faster and harder.

And then everything stopped.

Katelyn looked down, her cheeks pinking as she realized she had almost tripped over the edge without his permission. He had goaded her to it, really — but that was no excuse. Blinking once, she gave a guilty lick of her lips.

His thumb slick from the dripping juices of her cunt, Griffin stroked a line up Katelyn’s clit. “You can come now, love, but you must do it quietly, or I will gag that pretty little mouth.”

She kept the pout from her lips. Eight months of engagement had followed their reconciliation — she knew the gag meant she would not be able to suck the thick cock lurking inside his tight leather pants. Eight weeks of not tasting him had been long enough.

“I’ll be quiet,” she promised.

The look in his eyes offered its own promise — he wouldn’t make it easy. He started the challenge with his own loud moans as his mouth found her clit once more. His lips formed a seal around the tender spine. His tongue moved inside his mouth to firmly stroke against the ring, his loud moans and their vibrations tearing at her willpower.

So did those little curling two-fingered strokes inside her cunt. The plug started to slide in and out of her ass, his mouth breaking contact each time the toy left her. He sucked air in each time his lips parted from her labia, making desperate erotic gasps that fueled even louder moans against her clit when he reformed the seal and plunged the plug back into her.

Oh god! Katelyn mewled and whimpered, her lips pressed tightly together to mute the sound. She breathed through her nose, the passion whipping through her forcing smaller and smaller intakes of air until she no longer drew breath and her body froze tight but for its violent trembling.

Katelyn exploded against Griffin’s mouth. His tongue dropped to catch the pleasure squirting from her. He swallowed, sucked, swallowed some more, his hands and tongue unrelenting until only the cuffs on her wrists held her body upright.

Head rolled back, eyes closed, she twitched.

Griffin detached the spreader bar and removed the ankle cuffs. He brought her legs together, forcing her to support her weight. Returning to the trolley, he palmed the nipple clamps and removed a pair of small scissors from a side drawer. In front of her once more, he drew the scissors up through the fabric, slowly following an invisible line through the center. The last strand cut, the fabric dropped to pool around her ankles.

He leaned in, his body brushing against hers as his hand moved behind her to toss the scissors into the top tray of the trolley. Pulling back, he tested the readiness of her nipples. Squirming, Katelyn bit at her lip. She loved having them on, loved the way they supercharged the sensitivity of her flesh and his gentle suckling of her nipples when he removed the clamps. She could have him suckle her for hours, his cock rock hard inside her, the gentlest of movements sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body.

Nuzzling Katelyn’s neck, Griffin inhaled deeply. “I love you, Kate.”

She mirrored the sentiment in a tight whisper.

Dipping his head, he sucked one nipple into his mouth in preparation of the clamp. She melted at the contact. Her knees bent as weakness washed through her.

She loved his mouth. All these many months of pleasure and she still couldn’t get enough, wishing she could crawl inside his skin and remain there 24/7.

He released her with a gentle slurp and then his hands went to work on securing the clamp to her flesh. He repeated the process with the second clamp. Even with her feet on the ground and her arms secured above her head, Katelyn managed to float. Knowing all the many pleasures that remained, her mind hovered above everything.

The clamps in place, Griffin pressed his body against hers and wrapped one strong arm around the small of her back. “Flying already, love.”

Katelyn managed a small nod, only vaguely aware of the words or their meaning.

Griffin reached up with his other arm and unhooked the wrist restraints from the suspension beam. She collapsed against him and a small victorious smile lifted her lips. She had earned her reward. The thick cock pressing against her lower stomach would soon be stretching her mouth, challenging her throat to swallow the fat tip.

He carried her to the bed, arranging a few pillows near the center so that her front torso was draped over them and her ass was up and on display. Leaving the bed for a few seconds, he pulled the trolley closer. He spread her legs, everything from the knee down off the mattress and his body filling the space between them.

With a sweet aching slowness, he removed the plug and returned it to the cart.

Katelyn felt Griffin’s weight as he leaned onto the mattress. His elbows came down on either side of her body and then his palms covered an ass cheek each. He separated them, exposing her anus to his view. He took a soft bite of her buttock then licked the spot. From there, his tongue traveled to the perineum, where he licked and nuzzled his way to her anus.

Her body remained stiff with sensual anticipation until his tongue reached the outer rim of her sphincter. She jerked, a fresh burn of need heating her skin.

He drove her crazy when he did this and he knew it. His nose brushed against the tight hole and Katelyn groaned into the mattress. So intimate and accepting —

she would deny him no part of her body and he wanted it all.

She felt the soft fuck of his tongue against the hole. She jerked, groaning louder. Her pussy clenched and he repeated the shallow intrusion. Damn, he could make her come with just that gentle pressure, the muscles of her entire pelvic floor knotting with delight. He took up a soft teasing rhythm, his thumbs alternating between a gentle and rough manipulation of her sphincter while his tongue dipped and retreated, dipped and retreated.

There were no restrictions on Katelyn’s orgasm when he did this. Griffin knew she couldn’t control herself when he teased that part of her body. She drew her cuffed hands closer to her chest. Her body followed his rhythm, hips lifting, prodding, a little jack rabbit of urgency and then a tremor rolled through her and she collapsed onto the pillows.

Griffin disappeared to the other side of the room. She heard the clink of ice in a glass and the pouring of liquid. He returned to the bed, a glass of dark amber fire in one hand and a water bottle in the other. He took a long draught of the liquor then placed the glass on the cart. Climbing onto the bed, he rolled Katelyn into his lap and uncapped the bottle.

“Drink pet.”

She accepted the water, grateful for the warmth and love that surrounded her and the shimmering blue eyes that gazed down on her. After she had swallowed a few mouthfuls, she pushed gently at the bottle. He recapped it then drew her into a kiss. His thumbs stroked her cheeks. Her body levitated upward to be closer to him.

“On your belly, love,” he ordered, breaking the kiss.

Seeing the dark intent in Griffin’s eyes, a nervous flutter filled Katelyn’s stomach. Her clamped nipples brushed against the pillow, paralyzing her for a second. His hand came down on the small of her back, forcing her lower.

Taking the dildo from the trolley, he generously lubed it. It was a job getting it into her, but she knew her reward and he filled her snug ass with patience and care. His free hand massaged her lower back, coaxing her to relax, then he teased her pussy to ensure her pleasure. When he had it worked all the way inside her, he got on the bed in front of her.

Katelyn saw the brief flick of his eyes as he checked the clock, making sure the clamps had not remained in place too long. Reaching beneath her, he urged her to lift her torso so he could inspect their color and sensitivity.

Satisfied, he popped the snaps on the front panel of his leather pants. His cock sprang free. Offering a low moan, Katelyn licked her lips. He’d been playing her body for over half an hour, keepin his erection, but not its shape or hardness, hidden from her. Famished, her eyes soaked in the darker flesh covering his cock. She traced the familiar network of veins up the shaft, her attention hooking on the bottom flare of the broad tip.

Another lick and she begged. “Closer.”

Griffin settled low in front of her, his legs spread to the side and his ass settled onto the mattress. Her hands still cuffed, Katelyn wrapped them around the thick shaft and slowly licked at the head. Pre-cum filled the slit, beaded thick against her tongue.

He exhaled, the sound rough and shaky. She reveled seeing the tremble in his hand as he reached forward to stroke her hair. Swallowing the tip into her mouth, she swiveled around it, her cheeks suctioning. Releasing him with a wet pop, she seductively raised her lashes, the query in her gaze as innocent as it was calculated.

“More,” he breathed.

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Balls aching, Griffin watch the sensuous bob of Katelyn’s head. His wife’s head, he reminded himself, fresh joy unfurling inside his chest. He combed his fingers through the thick, dark hair, his attention momentarily distracted by the way it spilled like silk across her shoulders.

He closed his eyes, bit at his lips as she nibbled away at his self-control. He had no intention of coming inside her mouth. The long abstinence demanded that, when he finally came, he did so inside her lovely cunt. His mouth curled in a smile. The eight months of careful contraception were over. He would fill her cunt and fill it until their future took root inside her.

They both wanted that.

Both ached for it.

Feeling his balls draw tighter, he cupped the underside of her chin. His breath left him, long and shuddering but he kept control. Reading his signals, Katelyn retreated along his shaft until just the tip remained inside her mouth. With the faint fluttering of her cheeks threatening to finish him, he pulled free.

Seeing Katelyn fight the pout that wanted to form, he slid half off the bed, his chest flat across the mattress and his head even with hers. His palm against the side of her face, he kissed her.

“On your back, love.”

She rolled and he nestled the pillows along and behind her before he moved off the bed. Her gaze locked on his body, he gave her a slow show of sliding the leather pants down his lean hips, over his muscled thighs and off the tight calves. Wrapping his hand around his shaft, he squeezed at the need coiling inside him.

Griffin stared at Katelyn’s breasts, the skin flushed with her arousal. It was time for the clamps to come off. The thought of freeing her from them flooded his mouth.

Carefully removing the first clamp, he thought of all the breasts he had seen in his life — the ones he sampled, the ones that danced out of reach, the cold and calculating women attached to them. Nothing came close to the same intense pleasure he felt seeing the cherry of her nipples newly freed from the jewelry.

He massaged the nipple with one hand while he removed the other clamp.

Starting to massage the second breast, Griffin lowered his head to the first nipple. He nosed it, his hand busy removing the wrist cuffs. He loved sucking on her nipples when the clamps were first off; he loved it more when she wrapped her arms around him while he suckled.

Her hands free, she threaded her fingers through his hair and drew him closer to her breast. He latched on, savoring the way she arched against him, the way his tongue and lips quickly reduced her to a series of soft moans.

With the dildo still buried in Katelyn’s ass, Griffin smoothed one hand down her stomach as he switched nipples. He thumbed the clit ring down, pushed it back up. His chest swelled to match his cock, the same demanding pulse pounding through them.

Groaning, he surrendered her nipple and kissed a line down the center of her chest as he pushed two fingers into her pussy. Katelyn levitated, her nails raking gently along his scalp. He pushed another finger in and stretched them wide to prepare her for his cock. A quiver ran across her belly. He tongue her navel, bit lightly at the flesh over her lower stomach. Harder bites dented the plump mound and then he pinched her labia and pulled them apart.

Running a thumb over it, he examined the piercing. She had the perfect clit for it, both anatomically and aesthetically. He had performed a dozen plus piercings at Century, the first few under Andre’s experienced supervision. The women had never been his pets. Their doms stood by his side, working with him to make the piercing as sensual as possible for the woman. All of those encounters had been in preparation for this ring.