Ash to Dust (Falling Ash Book 2) by A.T. Douglas

Author:A.T. Douglas [Douglas, A.T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A.T. Douglas
Published: 2017-08-29T16:00:00+00:00

17

It seems almost foreign to wake up with soft sheets beneath my body and beautiful sunshine pouring in from each side of the room. It feels like ages since I greeted the day with gentle hands feeling between my legs and loving lips on my breast. I miss those serene moments in this room with Silas, my memories of them becoming tainted by Xavier violating me again while I lie bound by a handcuff to the bed.

My mind is foggy because I have just woken up after only fitful rest last night, but it quickly dissipates when Xavier bites down on my nipple, causing me to yelp in pain.

“Well, if you don’t like the attention I’m giving your breasts,” Xavier whines playfully, “then I’ll just have to find some other part of you to taste.”

His mouth moves down my bare stomach, placing kisses along my skin all the way down to the top of my mound. The slithery touch of his mouth leaves me for just a moment before he buries his face in my pussy.

I do what I can to focus elsewhere while he licks me up and down and probes his tongue inside my opening. When his lips find my clit, the rise of desire within me hits its peak. I know that if I’m not careful, I’ll achieve the orgasm that Xavier has forbidden me to experience unless he wants me to.

I’m grateful that Xavier hasn’t bothered to touch the décor in the bedroom. He has no idea that the flat metal art sculpture hanging on the wall above the black upholstered headboard was created by Silas. Its twisted and broken pieces of thin metal intertwine together to create a chaotic but beautiful work of art. I’ve always appreciated it because of how much it represents who Silas is: the dark and twisted parts of him coming together to create something beautiful overall.

I stare up at Silas’ artwork the entire time that Xavier continues to tease my pussy with his mouth, and no matter how hard Xavier tries to make me fail in my directive not to orgasm, I manage to keep my focus and not let it happen.

When Xavier’s head finally pops up to look up my bare body to my face, my gaze is forced from Silas’ art to see what the fucker at the foot of the bed wants from me next. He remains like that for a few seconds, studying my expression carefully through the strands of his hair that refuse to conform to his signature slicked-back hairstyle this morning.

“You have some willpower, girl,” he says as a compliment but with some frustration to his tone. “It’s no fun if you don’t disobey me, though. We’re going to have to fix that.”

He pushes himself up enough to grip my waist and flip me over to my stomach, a move that causes a painful yanking on the handcuff at my wrist. He then moves up the bed to hover over me with the weight of his naked form.

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