Lucien sat back and inspected her, his face rigid and shadowed. The dark pink tips of her breasts were very erect, but they seemed fatter than usual, the loops causing increased blood flow, plumping them. She bit her lip to stifle a moan when she saw his cock lurch against his cotton pants.

“Here, let me help you,” he said, putting his hands on her back and lifting her from the pillows. “Sit up slightly. Let the chain fall free between your breasts,” he commanded.

She moaned in stark arousal when he repositioned her so that she leaned partially upright against the pillows and the chain hung free between the tips of her breasts. The sapphires attached to the nipple chain acted as erotic weights, pulling gently at the taut peaks. Her clit twanged sharply. She whimpered and jerked her hands in the delicate wrist restraints, wincing.

If she hadn’t been bound, her hand would be on her pussy right now, trying to staunch that stabbing ache.

His stare leapt to hers, and she knew he’d noticed her reaction.

“It feels good?” he asked huskily.

“In a weird way, it feels fantastic,” she whispered, bewildered by her powerful response to the nipple chain.

A smile flickered across his lips. “You have no idea how beautiful you look.” He reached up and gently plucked at one of the center sapphires. She cried out at the tug on her nipples, clenching her thighs together tight. Lucien appeared rapt by her reaction. He gently knocked at another sapphire.

“Lucien,” she groaned feverishly. Her hips twisted on the mattress. She was desperate for pressure . . . for release from this sweet torture.

“Yes?” he asked quietly.

“I need to come,” she said, her face clenched tight with arousal. She licked her upper lip and tasted salt. “Please.”

He muttered something terse under his breath and scooted her body back into a reclining position. She panted, feeling disoriented as she watched him rapidly unwind her pearls from her ankles and set them aside, liberating her feet. He lowered over her, straddling her with his arms holding himself off her, his muscles bulging. She cried out when he matter-of-factly ground his hard, swollen cock against her pussy.

He looked fierce as he stared down at her and circled his hips, his actions stunningly precise. The key hung from his throat, just inches from her lips. “I can feel how wet you are,” he grated out. “You’re like an inferno. I’m going to fuck you so hard and melt in that hot little pussy.”

Her facial muscles clenched tight in cresting pleasure. She craned up her head off the pillow and stilled the swaying key with her seeking lips. Lucien groaned gutturally and thrust extra hard.

She exploded in orgasm against the delicious pressure of his throbbing cock, her cries flying past the little key that had fallen against her tongue.

Much to her disappointment, he lifted his cock from her pussy almost immediately when her shudders of pleasure waned. He flashed a sexy smile at her as she panted on the pillows.

“You got that excited? You have the most responsive breasts. I’m going to have so much fun with them. I’m going to treat your nipples to such sweet torture,” he murmured, still watching her with fiery eyes as he again rose to a kneeling position over her. Her ragged breathing came to an abrupt halt when he shoved his hand beneath the waistband of his sleeping pants. She watched, mesmerized, as he extricated the thick column of his cock. He remained kneeling over her for a moment, stroking himself.

“Let me, Lucien,” she whispered longingly, and her desire was so sharp, she knew that he knew precisely what she meant.

“You are sweetness itself, but your mouth makes things too easy,” he said, dark amusement in his tone. “It’s tempting, but I’m going to ravish you right now. This is another thing I imagined doing to your pretty breasts.”

She watched as he came toward her on his knees. His brushed the flaring, velvety cockhead against a hypersensitive nipple and she gasped. She bit her lower lip to stifle a scream when he batted teasingly at the nipple chain with his heavy erection. He swung the thick column of his cock against the outer curve of her left breast, gently flogging her.

“Devil,” she whispered shakily when she saw his small smile.

“Another time I will have you hold them together and I’ll fuck them until I come on your nipples. Will you like that?”

“Yes. God yes,” she said, thrashing her hips on the mattress, rapidly rising up the slope of renewed arousal. What he said in combination with what he was doing to her was going to have her shuddering in orgasm again within minutes. Maybe it was because he was typically so restrained, or maybe it was because of the thick lust in his smooth, rich voice, but hearing Lucien talk dirty was a potent aphrodisiac.

He backed up slightly and leaned down, placing his mouth against the side of her ribs. She shivered at his hot kisses. It felt like his lips and teeth and tongue were everywhere at once. Her trembling continued as he charted her ribs and belly. All the while, she was tortured by the vision of his heavy penis hanging over the waistband of his pants.

“Why don’t you take off your pants?” she asked between gasps as he ran his tongue along the strip of skin above her pubic hair, lifting his head when she tried to raise her pelvis to his mouth and get him just where she needed him.

“In good time,” he murmured, flashing her an amused, sardonic glance that she interpreted as a warning for patience on her part. By the time he began torturing her thighs with his consuming mouth, she was squirming once again in full arousal. It was incredibly erotic to watch him, knowing she had no choice but to lie there and accept his every caress, kiss, and tease.




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