Ruined Vows Read Online Stasia Black

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He’s such a big man but I can tell he’s handling me so carefully. He spanks me in a way where his fingertips graze my pussy. In my mind’s eye, I see my pussy light up like a bright beacon in my dark, calm body.

I shift in my safe confines to feel out the contours of this strange inside-out body, all my nerve endings lighting up like little sparkle-signals sent outwards from my lit-up core.

As if he can see exactly what I’m seeing, too, Isaak’s hands drop between my legs, his big hand familiar with me after our week exploring every part of one another in bed. He immediately teases around my clit, leaving me aching instead of immediately giving me satisfaction like he usually does.

My breathing gets short, and I try to squirm toward his body. But that only makes him retreat again. He returns to spanking me, except more and more often, his blows land between my spread thighs, long fingers smacking my open sex.

It’s delicious and wrong by every measure of calculation I grew up with. Everything I’m doing right now breaks the rules.

And it feels so fucking liberating my mind just blanks out with the freedom of it. It feels soooo good.

On and off the teasing goes. There’s only Isaak and me in this room in my mind now, dark and deep and sultry.

If my bonds were untied, I would turn to fall at his knees and beg. I would worship him, and suck his toes, and suckle his balls in my mouth, and let him suffocate me with his cock down my throat.

I’ve never wanted to worship someone’s body before like this. I should find it alarming, but I don’t. Nothing is alarming here. I’m all lizard brain. And I like it. No, I love it. I love the feeling of wanting to worship the ground his body walks on.

When I feel his hard cock sliding between my thighs and pushing between the lips of my sex, I feel such heated gratitude that all I can do is weep and push back against him, begging him to get inside me faster.

His hands grasp my hips, and he slides easily inside my wet sex. Well, at least the tip of him does. He’s so thick, there’s no way all of him goes in easily. He never does, even after all the sex we’ve been having. He’s just too big. I let out a sharp exhale as he continues pushing in, shifting my hips against the bench to try to fit him better.

“That’s right. Let me in, beautiful.”

I do. I relax and let him in. He spanks me, and I allow him in further.

Then he bends over my back, which embeds him even deeper. My eyes are still closed, so I can only gasp when I feel the pinch at first my left nipple—much sharper than usual when he just pinches them with his hand—and then my right.

My eyes pop open to look down to find nipple clamps dangling from my nipples, sparkling rhinestones that glitter in the dim lights of the club. Right when I go to take a breath in, he flicks the bottom of the jewelry and I end up making a sharp gasping noise.

Now my body’s alive with sensation everywhere. It zings back and forth between my clamped nipples, full-of-cock vagina, and heated back where Isaak’s still leaning over me. As he retracts, I immediately lament the withdrawal of his soft chest hair brushing against my back.

But then he’s distracting me again by flicking my nipple clamps. The dangling gemstones tug in a way that makes me bite my bottom lip as my nipples harden and extend beneath the clamp. It hurts, yes, but the nerve sensation is stronger.

And it only gets stronger still when Isaak starts really fucking me again while also putting enough space between us on his outthrusts to reach down and spank my ass.

I all but feel my eyes roll back in my head as pleasure threatens to roll through me in great spasms. Right before it can, though, Isaak pulls out.

I’m so far gone, I can’t even protest.

I might be drooling for all I know. But it doesn’t matter. Because I don’t have to worry about what’s happening now or what comes next. Isaak will take me there. He’ll take care of me.

Oh god, it feels so free to be able to trust someone else besides just myself.

I’ve been so tired. So fucking tired carrying this whole load myself. More tears slip from my eyes as my body gives itself over completely.

There’s a buzzing in my ears as I sink into a deep, dark, safe place.

Something warm starts swatting against my ass. I like how warm and stingy it is. See, I knew I could trust Isaak to take me where we needed to go next.


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