Page 63 of His Dark Cravings

"Please tell me I can come," I beg. "Please, Sir, please!"

"Come, then."

I come hard, my body bucking and twisting, a cry tearing from my throat. It's like a dam breaking, a flood of pleasure that washes away every coherent thought. My senses are overwhelmed, my skin feels too tight, and my breath is a series of desperate gasps.

But Xavier doesn't stop.

The vibrator remains firmly pressed against my clit, a buzzing stimulation that sends me spiraling back into a vortex of sensation. My cries echo off the walls, a mix of pleasure and overload. I'm so sensitive, every nerve ending screaming, but he doesn't relent.

"Again, Everly," he commands. "Come again for me."

I yelp, my body jerking at the continued stimulation. It's too much. I'm drowning in a sea of sensation, my cries turning to desperate pleas.

"Please, Sir, it's too much—"

But he shakes his head, his eyes dark and hooded. "You can take more, Everly. Prove it to me."

The vibrator is insistent, a demanding pulse against my clit that sends shockwaves through my body. I'm keening now, my voice hoarse as I beg for release.

"Please, Xavier, please—"

And then, just as quickly as it started, the vibrator is gone, leaving me gasping and trembling. My body feels like it's been turned inside out, every nerve exposed and tingling.

But Xavier's fingers replace the toy, his touch firm. He knows exactly what he's doing, teasing and tormenting me with a practiced hand. My hips buck, seeking more friction, and he obliges, his thumb circling my clit with just the right amount of pressure.

I'm on the edge again, my body coiling tighter and tighter. And then, with a final, desperate plea, I surrender to the pleasure, my voice echoing off the walls in a euphoric release.

But even as I'm still trembling from the force of my orgasm, I can feel another building, a relentless tide that threatens to overwhelm me once more.

"I want you coming and coming again for me, Everly," Xavier whispers in my ear.

Then I hear that sweet singing sound of his zipper opening for me, letting out that cock I crave so much.

"Sir," I whimper, dancing in place. "Oh, Sir, please fuck me. Make me come on your cock, please."

"You want more?" He grins, lifting my leg and perching it on his hip.

He's rock hard, inching toward my dripping hole, and then he's plunging inside. I throw my head back, casting a moan out into the dungeon. But he snaps my head back to him just by pressing the vibrator to my clit again.

I start moving on him, riding him hard, the vibrator adding an edge to each thrust. I can feel his eyes on me, burning with intensity, and I know he's enjoying the show.

I realize, in that moment, that I have power over him, too. He might be in control, but I can push his buttons just as easily. The thought sends a thrill through me, and I grind down on him, my hips moving in a steady rhythm.

Xavier's breath hitches, and he grabs my hips, matching my pace, driving into me with purpose. We're moving as one, our bodies slick with sweat, the vibrator forgotten for now as we lose ourselves in the raw, primal dance.

The chain above me rattles with each thrust, signaling my submission, but in this moment, I feel powerful. I feel in control. I lean forward and kiss him, hard. He tastes like sin and temptation, and I want more.

Our mouths move together, a hungry, desperate tangle of tongues and teeth. I can feel his stubble against my skin, his hands gripping my hips tightly, almost painfully, but I don't care. I want to leave marks on him, too.

I break away, gasping for breath, and throw my head back, my hair falling over my shoulders. Xavier's eyes are dark, hooded, and he growls low in his throat as he thrusts up into me.

"That's it, Everly," he grunts. "Take what you need."

His words spur me on, and I move faster, my body on the brink of another climax. I can feel it building, a coiling tension in my core, ready to snap at any moment.

"Xavier," I gasp, my voice hoarse. "I'm close."

"Come for me, then," he says, his voice a gravelly command. "But don't stop riding me. Keep going, Everly. Don't you dare stop."

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