Page 28 of Capturing Ava
He grabs my hands, pinning them together against the bed; he rummages in his trousers for something. I can hear the clank and I’m unsure of what the crazy bastard is doing now until I feel my hands being clicked into the handcuffs above my head. “What the fuck are you doing?” I scream.
“I warned you, if you kept on pushing, you’d find out.”
“Find out what? That you’re an even bigger psychopath than I gave you credit for.”
“Oh baby, you keep talking dirty to me.” He moves his head close to mine. “It turns me on.” He presses his body hard against mine and I feel his hard cock press against my pelvis.
“Chase,” I gasp.
“Oh, look at you, I’ve barely fucking touched you and you’re already thinking about how good my cock would feel buried in that tight little pussy of yours.”
I can feel the heat rise from my chest to my face at his dirty words. I’m lucky I can’t see his face right now because I’m not sure I could look at him. The way his body presses against mine has the desire pulsing through my body and if he reached between my legs, he would find me dripping for him. I hadn’t even seen his face, and he worked my body like he had learned it and memorized it.
He moves away from me, rummaging in a drawer. My eyebrows furrow in confusion. I’m at his mercy, with no way of getting away from him. The fantasy was exciting yesterday but I think I was over the fantasy now. This was moving way out of my comfort zone, and I wasn’t sure I liked it.
He walks back towards me. “Look at you, so helpless, what’s wrong? No smart words now.” I shake my head. “Well, you still need to be punished for your smart mouth, and then you’ll learn.”
“Punished? Learn?” I gasp.
“Yes, Ava, what is it about those words that you don’t understand?”
“Chase, this was fun, but you have to let me go now.”
“I’m sorry, baby, but I don’t have to do anything.” He grips hold of my ankle, stretching my body as far as it can go down the bed. “You will learn.” He grits out at me as he wraps the rope around my ankle, spreading both of my legs and pinning me to the bed.
“This is my punishment to lie in bed naked?” I raise a brow.
“Oh no, this is your punishment.” My brows furrowed once more in confusion as I hear the buzzing from the vibrator that he twirls in his hand.
“You’re going to punish me with an orgasm,” I smirk.
He says nothing as he crawls between my legs. “Do you know how sweet you fucking smell? If you had been a good girl, I would have licked your delicious pussy until you came so fucking hard in my mouth.” A squeak squeezes from my throat. “But you were a bad fucking girl,” his fingers slide across my pussy. “And bad girls need to be punished. Fuck. You’re fucking soaked already.” He growls.
“Chase, please,” I beg.
“Oh, it’s a bit late for that now.” He thrusts the vibrator deep inside of me and I swear my eyes roll into the back of my head. The vibrations hit me and the moans fall from my lips.
“There, not so bad, is it?” He mocks. While holding a smaller vibrator in his fingers, the light buzzing as he switches it on has my eyes widening.
“What are you doing with that?” I moan.
He straps the tiny vibrator to my clit and the intense desire crashes through my body. “Oh, fuck.” I cry out. “Oh god, please, fuck.” My body shakes with desire as I feel my body ride through my first orgasm.
He crawls up my body, making sure to not disturb the devices that are making me scream out my pleasure. “There you go, feeling good now, smart ass?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” I scream. “Oh god, yes.” I cry out.
“Oh, that’s what I like to hear. Now, you’re going to cum. Even when you are so sensitive and wishing that it will end. Trust me, smartass, it won’t.” His hands move across my exposed breasts, pinching my nipples and causing me to cry out. “pleasure can be a punishment too, sweet Ava. You’re going to fucking cum until you pass out.” I shake my head with tears in my eyes. “God, you look so pretty when you cry. It’s a shame I will miss it.”
He moves away from my body. “You look so fucking beautiful. Now cum for me like the bad fucking girl you are.”
“Chase,” I cry out. “Please—I’ve had—enough.” I moan.
“Already? But we’ve just started.” I shake my head. “Don’t go anywhere now.” He turns, walking towards the door.
“Please, please, please, oh god.” I moan. “Please don’t leave me.” I cry, feeling tears drip down my cheeks.
“Oh, don’t worry, baby, I will be back for the finale.” He turns and walks away from me without another word.
