The words tumbled out, raw and unfiltered. Emily felt a flush creep up her neck, a mix of arousal and vulnerability. She’d never been this exposed, this honest about her desires before. It was terrifying and intoxicating all at once.
Lucas growled low in his throat, the sound sending a shiver down Emily’s spine. His hand tightened on her hip, possessive. “That’s my good girl,” he murmured. “So eager to please.”
Emily’s mind raced. What did he have planned? How much further could he push her? She was already trembling, her body hypersensitive to every touch. But she meant what she said – she’d take anything he gave her, and beg for more.
Lucas’ hand glided between Emily’s thighs, his fingers grazing her slick folds. He slowly pushed just the tip of one finger inside her, and Emily cried out, arching her back as she tried to take him deeper.
“Please, more,” she whimpered, her hips writhing.
But Lucas refused, withdrawing his finger and bringing it to her ass instead. He circled her tight opening, teasing the first inch in and out. Emily gasped at the new sensation, her body tensing.
“Relax, baby girl,” Lucas murmured in her ear, his voice low and commanding. “I’ve got you.”
Emily took a shaky breath, willing her muscles to unclench. Lucas’ finger slid in a bit deeper, and she moaned softly.
“That’s it,” he praised. “How does that feel?”
“Different,” Emily panted. “But good. Don’t stop.”
Lucas continued the shallow thrusts, gradually working his finger deeper. Emily’s mind was reeling, torn between the sharp pleasure-pain and the intoxicating feeling of submitting to him completely.
“Fuck,” she breathed. “I never knew it could feel like this.”
Lucas chuckled darkly. “Oh baby, we’re just getting started.”
Emily gasped as Lucas spun her around, his strong hands guiding her onto his lap. The warm bathwater swirled around them as she straddled his muscular thighs. His hard length pressed against her core, sending a jolt of electricity through her body.
“Please,” she whimpered, trying to grind down onto him.
But Lucas was having none of it. In one swift move, he pinned her wrists behind her back with one hand while the other gripped her hip, holding her firmly in place.
“Patience, baby girl,” he growled, his blue eyes dark with desire.
Emily squirmed in his grasp, desperate for friction. “Daddy, I need you,” she pleaded.
Instead of responding, Lucas leaned down and took her clamped nipple into his hot mouth. His tongue swirled around the sensitive bud before he gently scraped his teeth along it.
“Oh fuck,” Emily moaned, her head falling back in ecstasy. The dual sensation of the clamp and Lucas’ mouth was overwhelming.
“That’s it, baby,” Lucas murmured against her breast.
Emily’s breath caught as Lucas’ mouth closed around her left nipple, sending sparks of sensation through her body. The gentle scrape of his teeth made her shudder.
“Daddy,” she whimpered, arching into him. “They can go tighter.”
Lucas pulled back, his blue eyes searching her face. “Are you sure, baby girl? I don’t want to hurt you.”
Emily nodded frantically, desperate for more of that exquisite mix of pleasure and pain. “Yes, daddy, tighten them, please.” Her voice was breathless, needy.
She watched as Lucas’ strong hands moved to adjust the clamps, anticipation coiling in her belly. Part of her wondered if she was pushing herself too far, too fast. But the larger part craved the intensity, wanted to prove herself to him.
As his fingers tightened the clamps incrementally, Emily gasped. The pressure built, sharp and insistent. Her nipples throbbed, hyper-sensitive.
“Fuck,” she hissed through clenched teeth. It hurt, but in the best way possible. Her entire body felt alive, electric.
Lucas’ eyes locked onto Emily’s, gauging her reaction. His voice was low and husky as he asked, “How does that feel, baby girl?”
Emily’s breath came in short pants. The ache in her nipples radiated outward, mingling with the heat pooling between her legs. She struggled to find words, overwhelmed by sensation.
“It hurts,” she finally managed, her voice trembling. “But it hurts so good, daddy. It feels so good.” She rocked her hips unconsciously, seeking friction. “Better than I could have ever imagined.”
Lucas growled softly, his hands sliding down to grip her waist. “That’s my good girl,” he murmured. “Taking it so well for me.”
Emily whimpered at the praise, her body thrumming with need. The pain from the clamps blurred into pleasure, heightening every touch, every sensation. She felt exposed, vulnerable, and utterly alive.
He teased her then, rolling, flicking and licking her clamped nipples. His tongue swirled around the sensitive buds, his fingers squeezing the engorged flesh. Emily arched her back, lost in the delicious torture. The only sounds she could muster were breathless whimpers as the sensations threatened to overwhelm her.
“Mmm, look at that,” Lucas purred, his blue eyes alight with fire. “You’re so responsive, aren’t you, baby girl? I bet I could make you come just by playing with these gorgeous breasts of yours.”
Emily moaned in response, her entire being narrowing down to this moment, this man, and the exquisite torment he inflicted upon her. It was all she could do to form the words, “I-I don’t know, daddy.”
Lucas chuckled, sending shivers down her spine. “We’ll see about that.”
He continued his relentless assault on her nipples, alternating between lapping at the aching tips and nipping them between his teeth. Emily felt herself teetering on the brink, her climax tantalizingly close.
“D-Daddy,” she panted, her voice cracking. “I-I’m gonna-”
“That’s it, baby,” Lucas growled, his hands sliding around to hold her bottom, squeezing her ass as he licked and nibbled her nipples. “Come for me, my naughty little slut. Let me see how wet you can get for daddy.”
The dam broke. Emily’s orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, crashing over her as the water from the bath spilled onto the floor below. Her body trembled and arched, her cries of ecstasy bouncing off the tiled walls. Lucas kept up his ministrations, prolonging her pleasure, until she collapsed back against the side of the tub, spent and panting.
“Good girl,” he purred, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. “That was beautiful.”
Emily couldn’t find the words to respond, her mind still spinning from the intensity of her climax. Instead, she met his gaze with a look of blissful surrender, her heart pounding wildly in her chest.
Lucas reached for the clamps, his touch gentle as he carefully eased them off Emily’s tender nipples. She hissed, the sudden release sending a jolt through her oversensitive body.
“Easy, baby girl,” he murmured, his calloused hands cupping her breasts. With practiced care, he began massaging the reddened flesh, encouraging blood flow to return.
Emily’s eyes fluttered closed, a mix of pleasure and discomfort washing over her. Lucas’ fingers worked magic, soothing the ache while simultaneously stoking the embers of her desire.
“How did that feel?” he asked, his voice low and husky.
She opened her eyes, meeting his intense gaze. “So good, daddy,” Emily breathed. “Everything you do is so good.”
A satisfied smirk played at the corners of Lucas’ mouth. “Is that right?” He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. “And what if I told you we’re just getting started?”
Emily shivered, her core clenching at his words. “Fuck,” she whispered.
“Such a dirty mouth,” Lucas chided playfully. “I think we need to find a better use for it, don’t you?”