3 - Seize Me: Club Genesis - Chicago by Jenna Jacob

3 - Seize Me: Club Genesis - Chicago by Jenna Jacob

Author:Jenna Jacob [Jacob, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Club Genesis - Chicago#3
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Nine

Pain like liquid silver spread from the center of my breast and exploded along an invisible fiber linked to my clit. Sucking in a hiss, I writhed and moaned as Tony attached the second clamp.

“Ahhh,” I cried, arching my back off the bed as lightning seared an identical path to my core.

“Breathe the sting away, angel. You’ll take this pain for me, won’t you?” Tony’s beguiling tone pummeled the last of my defenses.

Feathering his fingertips along the swell of each breast, he trailed the broad pads down my ribcage. My abdomen quivered as his digits danced a deviant waltz toward the apex of my bare mound…then stopped.

As pleasure mixed with pain pulsed through my raw, awakened nerve endings I sucked in one trembling breath after another

“Is this too much for you? Can you take this, Leagh?” Tony demanded in a bellicose tone.

Swallowing tightly, I nodded.

“Answer me, angel. I need to hear your voice.”

“Yes, I can take it,” I replied in a raspy whisper.

Rocking my hips in silent appeal, I longed for his fingers to continue their quest. The walls of my pussy constricted, and the thin membrane surrounding my swollen clit constricted. The accidental massage brought a sliver of relief. I closed my eyes and repeated the process, savoring the building arousal as arcs of pain seared beneath my nipples.

“Look at me, Leagh,” Tony instructed before driving his finger deep into my cunt.

Gasping, my eyes flew open wide. My walls squeezed around his digit, sucking, milking, and pulling him in.

Gliding fast and deep into my slickness, I knew he could feel how aroused he’d made me. The earthy scent of my essence hung heavy in the air, spicy and pungent. Sparks of delight detonated deep in my womb, ignited through my veins, and escaped the back of my throat as a mournful whimper.

“So hot. So slick. Fuck, Leagh, your cunt feels like silk and lava. I’d love to dive into your hot little pussy, slide my tongue between your thick folds, and drown in your juices.”

“Tony!”

“Tell me what you want, sweetheart.”

“Your mouth. Your tongue. Your fingers…anything…just make me come!” I cried.

“You need more than an orgasm, angel.”

“No, I don’t, dammit,” I cried. “I just need to come! Please touch my clit.”

I writhed on his hand, searching for a knuckle or thumb...any fragment of skin I could rub against my clit. The absence of stimulation was maddening. With his free hand, Tony rolled the metal chain beneath his palm. The slight jostle of the clamps sent an eruption of pain sputtering up my spine.

“I’m the one in control here, little one. This exercise is to impress upon you the importance of what topping from the bottom gets you. Insolence guarantees frustration and pain.”

“I get it,” I gasped as he flicked his thumb across my clit. “Please. I need to come.”

“No.” Shaking his head, Tony arched his brows in warning. “You don’t have permission, Leagh. You’ll take everything I give you without coming, unless you safeword out. Do you understand?”

“Yes, but seriously.



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