You have an idea of how much fun it is to read this, but you have no idea how much fun I’ve had causing you to squirm and beg and lust for more about Mack and Piper. I’ve switched back to Piper’s point of view for the finale and I hope you truly enjoy every scintillating sensation.
Madness. Insanity. Crazy.
I was overwhelmed with all three. The way Mack’s tongue tickled along my skin drove me mad. When his teeth bit into my flesh just deep enough to make me wonder if he was a vampire, it drove me insane with need. And when his voice reached through the pleasure and pain of it all, I thought I might be going crazy. Perhaps I had fallen into a coma of pleasure and pain entwined. If so, I never wanted to leave.
Being on the edge, katana sharp, I felt as though I may be spliced in two before Mack let me climax. I didn’t mind, but then again, I did mind. How dare he keep me trussed up like this, unable to touch him, unable to taste him, teasing me into oblivious bliss.
The keening noise I kept hearing, some part of me, knew it was me, begging and pleading for release, to be fucked, to be allowed to reach for that elusive pinnacle of pleasure I needed so badly. His fingers probed my wetness and my muscles clamped down onto them, urging him to keep going, to let me fall. And then they would slip out that hole only to tease my ass cheeks apart, to press and push against my backdoor. I didn’t care where he wanted to stick his fingers, or his tongue, or his cock, as long as he put them all somewhere in me so I could explode and drench him in a tide of sticky juices.
And then I was being shifted again, the ropes pulling this way and that, to his liking. I knew I was replying when he spoke to me, but everything had a dream-like quality to it. His voice rang clear, but mine was fuzzy, like I had one too many tequila shots fuzzy. And then he spanked me.
Thrill ran through every nerve-ending, sizzled every synapse. Light exploded behind my half-closed lids and juice ran between my lower lips with every smack. God, I wanted him so much. I couldn’t get enough. Yes, I wanted him to fuck me, but the simple fact that he took the time to turn me into this sensitized submissive over the past few weeks made all the difference.
“You’re leaving quite a puddle on my floor, pet. Remind me to bill you for the cleanup.” Mack’s chuckle rumbled and I swear I felt the vibrations reverberate through me. I was being shifted again, my ass sore and hot from his barehanded whacks. Before I could get my bearings, his lips met mine and we moaned in unison as our tongues twirled and danced.
The ropes on my arms loosened enough that I could wrap them around his shoulders. As soon as I could touch him, I sank my nails into his back muscles. Mack squeezed my ass in his hands and intense sensation rippled through me. When he pulled back from our kiss, his gaze seared my soul. I was his, only his.
We stared into each other’s eyes as his cock pushed into me, the thick head spreading me open for the rest of him. Our gasp as he sank all the way in was one of both relief and need. Just feeling his girth fill me up made it worth the wait. Holding onto each other tight, fingers digging into skin, the weight of the ropes dangling from my limbs, intensified my senses to what I thought was the maximum.
“My beautiful pet.” Mack kissed me again and finally gave me what I wanted. As he moved us, the fire of desire in my belly turned into a supernova. Long strokes followed by short and fast strokes, then back to long strokes, Mack drove me further into madness. “Fuck, you’re so damn wet and hot. I just want to fuck you forever.”
He caressed and soothed me as we caught our breath.
“Sir, please! Can I come?” The whine in my voice bounced off the walls and back into my ears. I’d never sounded so desperate in my life and my life was full of desperate times. I ground my teeth together and clawed into his shoulders again, trying my damnedest to hold back the flood.
“Yeah baby, come for me. I’ll make you explode a few more times, but come for me now.” Mack wrapped one arm tight around my waist and held me close, his other hand clasping the back of my neck. Heat ran from my center to the rest of my body as everything collapsed and then exploded. My ears buzzed and my heart raced as my body collapsed against him.
When I came back to myself, Mack was kissing my nose, my chin, my cheeks. His whispers of praise reached my ears once my hearing returned. I took a huge gulp of air and then he hit my g-spot and my world erupted all over again.
More kisses rained all over my face, Mack’s hold had tightened on me. I was a limp ragdoll in his embrace. I couldn’t hang on to him if my life were in danger. My muscles felt like water. Soreness in my throat told me I’d been screaming as I hit my peak. Mack continued to pump into me, changing his speed and rhythm to whatever suited his needs.
“C’mon pet, one more time. Come for me.” Mack bit my earlobe and swiveled his hips and my body quaked. I bit into his shoulder and he groaned. “Fuck, that’s it for me.” He ground into me, his hold squeezed the air out of my lungs as he let himself go.
Mack leaned against the vehicle in the next slot. My ropes followed. Neither of us spoke right away. He caressed and soothed me as we caught our breath. I clung to him, a little afraid I might fall with how sweaty and sticky we both were, the ropes no longer supported my weight.
I want to lick every inch of you right now.
“Pet. Are you okay?” He whispered in my ear and I squeaked as the heat from his breath hit my skin. My body trembled and another small orgasm fluttered through me.
“Mmhmm.” I nuzzled his neck and when I saw how hard I’d bitten him, a flush filled my face. “Oh hell, I’m sorry, that’s got to hurt.” Reality crashed in and I clung to him.
“I won’t drop you. But I am going to put you on the hood of this car so I can undo your ropes.” The cold hood against my heated skin felt soothing. Mack untied my ankles and rubbed them, then my wrists. “Any numbness? Any pain you aren’t sure about?” Watching him as he massaged my ankles, then my feet, my wrists and then my hands caused tears to prick my eyes.
“I’m perfect, thank you, Sir.” I wanted this with him, all the time. I wanted him to be mine. Did he want me? Did he need me the way I needed him?
Mack kissed me and picked me up. “Fuck it. I’ll clean everything in the morning. Let’s go to bed. I want to lick every inch of you right now.” He carried me up to the apartment on the third floor, laughing as we stumbled a little along the way.
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