Chapter 246: I Want It (4)
Georgia’s POV
My eyes widened as he flicked through the settings, the toy humming to different sounds, each change in speed making my heart slam harder in my chest.
I instinctively snapped my legs shut, but Nick’s hand shot out, gripping my ankle in an iron hold. His dark, narrowed eyes locked onto mine as his voice dropped to that dangerous growl that made me clench around him. "Open... or I’ll tie those pretty legs of yours wide open."
The threat made my body betray me, squeezing him tighter, and his smirk deepened. "Oh, that excites you? Should I tie them anyway?" he asked, devilish and teasing.
I shook my head furiously, then spread myself wide for him, heat flooding my cheeks.
"Good girl." His gaze dropped to where I wrapped tight around him. "Now let’s see just how much you can grip me with every setting this toy has."
The low hum filled the room, vibrating straight into my bones. My muffled protests broke into desperate whimpers as Nick trailed the wand lazily along my thigh, keeping it deliberately away from where I was throbbing for him.
He teased me mercilessly, circling near my clit, running it over my slick folds, pulling out of me just enough to drag me insane—then pushing deep again, refusing to give me relief.
"Mmm!" I thrashed, wrists straining against the tape, my hips rocking. Every movement only forced his cock to grind deeper inside me, sparks shooting up my spine.
Nick’s lips brushed my ear, his tone calm, commanding. "Remember what I told you? Clench when I pull out. Got it?"
I nodded frantically. I had no choice but to obey because this was a game I had started, and now I was at his mercy to finish it.
"Good." He smirked, then began to withdraw, and I squeezed him tight, only for him to slam the toy directly against my clit without warning.
The shock tore through me like lightning. My back bowed off the desk, a strangled scream ripping from my throat, muffled under the tape. My vision blurred, white-hot sparks exploding behind my eyelids.
"MMM!" My eyes squeezed shut, body convulsing under the ruthless vibration.
"There it is..." Nick groaned, one hand pinning me to the desk, the other circling the toy against me in torturously slow motions. "So sensitive... Your pussy is choking my cock. I can barely move inside you."
He chuckled low, dragging his lips along my jaw. "Look at you, Georgia. Bound, gagged, dripping all over me, and begging without a single word. You’re fighting me, but this greedy cunt can’t get enough."
I sobbed into the tape, every muscle trembling as he pulled back, then thrust into me agonizingly slow, letting the toy do its wicked work. Sweat trickled down my temple, my thighs shaking uncontrollably as he dragged the wand over my folds, circling, teasing, torturing.
"Mmmph!" I pleaded, my eyes glassy, tears threatening as my body thrashed helplessly beneath him. I couldn’t tell if I wanted him to stop or destroy me completely.
He leaned back, drinking in my ruined state with that feral hunger in his eyes. "So fucking beautiful like this," he rasped. "Tied up, gagged, my cock buried inside you, and nowhere to run. All mine."
Then he pressed the toy harder against my clit and drove into me deeper at the same time. The double assault made me convulse, my muffled cries rising higher, sharper, as the pleasure twisted viciously in my belly.
"Cum for me like this," he ordered, his voice a dangerous growl. "With this toy on your clit and my cock owning every inch of you. Show me how much you can take."
He chuckled darkly then snapped his hips forward, plunging deep and fast in one hard stroke.
White heat detonated in my head. My vision went black at the edges. The scream that ripped from my chest was swallowed by the tape, my body convulsing so violently I thought I might shatter apart.
I couldn’t even hear the vibrator anymore, only the roar of blood in my ears and Nick’s ragged groan as he fucked me through it.
Then he sped up the speed to the highest and pounded me deeper, and when he pushed with deep force, my orgasm ripped through me so hard I thought I blacked out for a second, my walls beating so hard I think I can hear it in my ears—but Nick didn’t stop.
He pressed the wand harder against my clit, his cock grinding deeper, stretching me as my body convulsed violently beneath him. My muffled scream was raw, high-pitched, desperate—yet he only chuckled darkly, holding me pinned.
"Not done," he murmured, his voice cruel and steady in my ear. "Ride it out, Georgia. Every wave. Don’t you dare shy away from me now."
My thighs shook violently, trying to close, but his grip on my ankle kept me wide open, exposed, trembling. My whole body jerked as the wand circled mercilessly over my clit, the sensation far too much, far too sharp after cumming so hard.
My pussy clamped and fluttered helplessly around him, soaking, milking him, but he just hissed in pleasure and pushed even deeper.
I tried to beg through the tape, shaking my head, tears blurring my vision. But every "stop" came out as a broken "mmmph," and Nick only smirked, his gaze devouring me like he owned me.
"Look at you falling apart," he whispered, thrusting slow, deliberate, each stroke dragging every nerve raw. "Your pussy doesn’t lie—it’s still sucking me in. You say no, but you’re grabbing me so hard, begging for more."
Another orgasm slammed into me, violent and uncontrollable, my back bowing off the desk, my wrists straining against the tape. I was shaking, sobbing behind the gag, body arching into him even as my mind screamed that I couldn’t take it anymore.
"Good girl..." Nick groaned, grinding against me, circling the toy until I writhed like I was possessed. "Cum again. Milk my cock until you can’t see straight."
The overstimulation burned through me, pleasure so sharp it was almost pain, every nerve fried and sparking. I lost count of how many times I shattered, how many times I screamed into the tape, my body thrashing under his control.
My thighs quivered violently, my vision swimming, sweat dripping from my temples.
And still, Nick didn’t stop.
"Look at you," he whispered, pressing his lips to my ear, his tone smug, possessive, devastating. "Completely wrecked. My sweet little slut, broken open, undone... and you’re still clenching me like you’ll never let go."
I couldn’t fight anymore. I couldn’t think. I could only take. My body betrayed me, surrendering to every merciless thrust, every cruel press of the vibrator until I was nothing but a trembling, ruined mess beneath him.
And in one final stroke, water splashed all over Nick’s lower abdomen. I squirted so hard that I heard it splash on the floor.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! You’re so fucking tight!" I heard him say, while my eyes were shut until I felt the strong spurting of his cum inside me, warm and thick.
I felt him release so hard that it took a while before I felt him relax inside me, before pulling out. He was just standing there in front of my spread, limp legs that I couldn’t feel anymore, staring at our combined fluids dripping out of me.
"Such a beautiful sight..." he said, and when I tried to open my eyes to look at him. I saw him smirking roguishly.
Damn! I know that smile. A smile that tells me, he’s not done with me yet!
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