2. Aching for His Touch

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I could feel my body trembling as Antonio slid my dress up over my head and tossed it onto the side table. His intense brown eyes scanned my every curve. I wasn't sure why, but I couldn't bring myself to meet his gaze directly.

He ran his fingertips over the straps of my bra, stopping just over the curve of my cleavage. My nipples were already so hard they ached, and I knew he could see them through the lace. All at once, he spun me around and unhooked my bra, planting a light kiss where the clasp had been.

The unexpected feeling of his soft lips against my backside made me shiver. I wanted to see that perfect ass for a very long time. The sudden slap across my backside made me lurch forward and brace myself against the cool wall.

I was panting when his fingers slid my panties down to my ankles. He let out the sexiest growl I'd ever heard as he dug his fingers into my bare ass, brushing the stinging skin with his thumbs. Somehow, a single slap seemed to awaken every nerve in my body.

Another hard smack made me tense and moan. I wanted to turn around. I wanted him to kiss me.

Let's not forget that you're not the one in charge right now. I decide what happens and when. Now lie down on my bed and open your legs for me.

I shivered again and slid onto the lush fabric. I had no idea what to expect when he fastened leather cuffs over my wrists, making sure there was enough slack that it didn't cut off circulation. The realization that I wouldn't be able to touch him made me feel a tiny prick of disappointment.

This feeling was immediately replaced with excitement when I felt his teeth nip at the tender flesh of my ankle. I gasped and stared down at him with a playful, wicked grin. I smiled through the fit of butterflies in my stomach as he tightened the other set of cuffs over my ankles and took a step back to look at me.

He was still fully dressed in his crisp white dress shirt and slacks while I was naked and spread wide for his viewing pleasure. He licked his lips as he focused on every tiny detail. I'd never in my life felt so exposed, but the look on his face made me feel safe and desired.

Antonio moved to a drawer and removed a blindfold and a writing crop. My heart was beating so hard in my chest I could barely stand it. The last thing I saw before the blindfold slid over my eyes was that confident grin on Antonio's face that I loved so much.

Now that he knew I wanted things rough, he was going to make me earn it. The pitch darkness made the rest of my senses come alive. I could hear his breathing steady and excited.

You know what I want to do to you, don't you? I want to tease you until you're weak, until you beg me to fuck you, until you're dripping wet. I've fantasized about this since the day I stepped foot into that gallery.

You look so good on my bed, naked and restrained. It's even better than I imagined. I could feel him pulling away from me.

The sound of footsteps echoed from across the room. My body was tingling in anticipation as I laid there in complete silence and darkness. Each second felt like an eternity.

What is he going to do to me? Where? Where did he go? Then finally, he returned.

You're driving me crazy with this waiting. The sensation of something cold and wet slid over the nape of my neck, tracing a line down my chest and slowly melting against the heat of my skin. All I could do was gasp and enjoy the tightening of my nipples as the melting ice cube encircled them.

Only seconds after those breathless words left my lips, I could feel a hard slap of leather strike over my stomach. Biting my lower lip, I fell silent, shuddering in pleasure. Antonio leaned in closer, his hot breath against my ear.

Would you like me to stop our game? No, no, please don't stop. Then you're going to stay very quiet while I give you exactly what you need.

Understood. Yes. I nodded slowly, fighting back a moan as his lips met my hard nipples.

He sucked softly at first, then harder. His hand slid down my stomach, teasing the hair above my pussy, but not entering me. I was writhing on the bed now, testing the limits of my cuffs.

I was so completely at his mercy, and it was making me dizzy with pleasure. I felt him slide one finger over my clit, firmly tracing large circles with the wetness of my excitement. I groaned loudly, arcing my hips into his touch.

I barely recognized the sounds I was making, but I couldn't stop them from coming out. Two more swift slaps of leather, this time over my breasts and harder than the previous one. His fingers encircled their way inside me, one, then two, bending upwards to massage my G-spot.

The gentle teasing touches had been replaced with a firm, urgent grip, and it was impossible to keep myself from moaning his name. Antonio. Antonio.

Just when I was almost past the edge, he would slow his pace, giving me just enough time to lose that urgency before he started again. He teased me mercilessly, taking me to the brink again and again before easing me back from the edge. Soon I was pleading, begging for his release.

I said the word fuck over and over until it slowly became a chant of desperation. This was agony and ecstasy, everything I ever dreamed and more. But I needed to come.

Antonio. Please let me come. Please.

Oh my god. I'm so close. Please.

Are you ready to come for daddy? Oh yes. Oh fuck yes.

Oh yes. Beg for it. Beg for it.

Say please. Please. Please.

Please. I moaned loudly, barely able to comprehend what he was saying from the sheer exhaustion of pleasure that was slipping over me. When the words left my lips, they seemed to be coming from someone else.

Please daddy. Please daddy. Make me come.

Finally, I heard the leather crop fall to the floor beside us as he shifted to bury his face between my legs. His fingers sped up the rhythm and his mouth inhaled the swollen lips of my pussy. Both my hands were gripping the blankets and my hips were bucking against his perfect mouth.

A rush of pleasure overtook me and I came over and over again. Yes. Yes.

Yes. Yes. Oh my god.

Oh fuck. Oh my god. Oh my god.

Antonio stayed there, between my legs, kissing the inside of my thighs as I rode out the last wave of ecstasy. Oh my god. Then he slid off the bed and slowly undid the cuffs.

When he removed my blindfold, he was smiling down at me. The wetness of my pleasure was still all over his chin when he leaned in to kiss me softly on the lips. Stay right there.

I'm just going to pour you a bath. Okay. In the next room, I heard water running.

Antonio was humming to himself as he moved around. On the side table, I heard my phone buzz but I didn't have the strength to move. He appeared in the doorway with a grand smile and scooped me up in his arms, carefully resting my phone in my hand with a wink.

Come here. As he carried me into the steamy bathroom, I absentmindedly looked at the text on the screen. I couldn't help but laugh softly when I read it.

Hey, this is Antonio Suarez. I was wondering if you'd like to have dinner sometime. After your bath, perhaps.