Page 18 of His Dark Cravings

I can't help but let my head fall back as he continues, and I don't fight my rising response.

I’m adrift in a sea of touch. His fingers trace the curve of my neck, and then they move to my lips. He uses his thumb to part them, and it’s far too much. I can’t stop the moan that rises from deep inside.

“Tell me what you know,” he whispers, his voice low and husky, sending another wave of sensation through me.

“What I…” My voice is small, weak, lost.

“The rules, Everly.” He runs his hand along my side, causing my body to clench. “Recite them.”

I try to focus on the words, my mind struggling to pull them from the fog of my arousal. "Address you as... Sir." I get the first rule out, but it's hard, I can hardly form words.

"Good. Continue." His touch becomes more intimate, circling my nipple, tugging lightly.

“Safe words… are red.” Another soft moan escaping me. “For stop. And... yellow is pause and… check in.”

He moves his hand downward, his fingers trailing along my stomach, dipping lower, and my legs tremble against the restraints. I hear them rattling.

“The third rule.” His voice is a rough murmur against my ear.

I have to pause to catch my nonexistent wind. This is so wrong, but it feels… I can't think.

“Remain in any… position you set without... moving.” I struggle to get the words out, stumbling at each one. “Don't speak unless… spoken to.”

His touch is relentless, teasing, pushing me further. "Almost there."

"Respect..." I begin again, trying to focus as his hand moves to the most sensitive part of me, his fingers brushing against the edge of my panties. "Respect your… authority. Disrespect will have consequences."

"And what is the fifth rule, little dove?" His voice is velvet, a smooth command that makes my body ache.

"Trust you to manage my experiences… and take care of me.” I stop breathing a second as his fingers begin to find their way beneath the fabric of my panties. I fight back a moan. “Trust you to set boundaries for my… pleasure and… pain.”

His fingers are inside now. I gasp, my hips rising off the bench. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. I don't want him to stop.

He strokes me, a slow, lingering rub that makes me want to sink into the surface of the bench. I’m so hot now, my skin feels like it’s burning up. My body arches instinctively, seeking more, craving the release that feels so close.

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he says, his voice a low rumble near my ear.

I can’t help the moan that escapes. It's weak, but my body is screaming for more. “Yes, Sir.”

He chuckles, a soft, warm sound that makes the heat in my core intensify. “Good girl.” He continues to stroke me, teasing the very edge of my need. Just when I think I can’t stand it anymore, he pulls back.

I whimper, my need so raw, so desperate, that I reach for him, one hand instinctively jerking out despite my restraints. I need more. I need it now.

“Easy,” he says, his voice a soft command as his hand guides mine back down. “There’s more.”

I groan, my body protesting his actions. I can feel sweat building on my skin, my body trembling with unfulfilled lust. He continues to trace patterns on my skin, each stroke a tease, a torment that has me squirming on the bench.

He moves to my face, his touch light as he frames my jaw with his fingers. “You look good like this, Everly.”

“Please,” I say, almost begging, not caring about the rules I recited moments ago.

He chuckles, and the sound sends a new wave of want through me. He leans in close, his mouth near my ear as he whispers, “You’re not going to get it just yet, little dove.”

I can hear the amusement in his tone.

He runs his tongue along the shell of my ear, and I moan again. I feel the pull between wanting to move, wanting to get free, but knowing I can’t.

His hand returns to my core, his fingers moving deep, circling and teasing, drawing another gasp from me. He finds my clit and focuses on it, rubbing firmly, and the world dissolves into a wave of sensation. I can't hold back the soft cries escaping my lips, each one feeding his power over me.

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