With a sudden motion, Jake flipped Sophia onto her back. Her bound hands dug into the mattress beneath her, and she let out a deep moan as the plug shifted inside her.
“Fuck,” Sophia gasped, her body trembling. The new position sent sparks of pleasure radiating through her.
Jake’s eyes gleamed with mischief. “We’re just getting started, little one.”
Before Sophia could respond, she felt the sharp pinch of clamps closing around both nipples. Her hips bucked involuntarily as the intense sensations coursed through her.
“Jesus Christ,” she hissed through clenched teeth. Every nerve ending felt electrified.
Jake chuckled, his fingers trailing along her flushed skin. “Too much?”
Sophia shook her head vehemently, her auburn curls wild against the pillow. “Don’t you dare stop, surfer boy.”
Her mind raced, drunk on the overload of sensations. The fullness of the plug, the exquisite pain from the clamps, Jake’s heated gaze roaming over her body – it was almost too much to process.
But she craved more. Needed more.
“Please,” Sophia whimpered, arching her back.
Jake’s hand wrapped gently around her throat, just enough pressure to make her breath catch. “What do you need, darling?”
“You,” she whispered. “Always you.”
Jake’s low voice rumbled in Sophia’s ear. “Is that right, little one?”
Sophia nodded frantically, her hips bucking as Jake’s expert fingers teased her most sensitive spot. Waves of pleasure radiated through her body, amplified by the plug stretching her ass and the clamps on her nipples.
“Please,” she whimpered, straining against her bonds. “I need…”
Jake chuckled, his warm breath tickling her neck. “What do you need, darling? Use your words.”
Sophia bit her lip, torn between embarrassment and desperate arousal. Fuck it, she thought. No point being shy now.
“I need to come,” she panted. “Please, sir. Let me come.”
“Hmm,” Jake mused, circling her clit lazily. “I don’t know if you’ve earned it yet. You’ve been quite naughty tonight.”
Sophia groaned in frustration. That cocky bastard was enjoying this far too much. But two could play at that game.
“You love it when I’m naughty,” she purred, arching her back. “Makes things more fun, doesn’t it?”
Jake’s fingers stilled for a moment. Then he undid the blindfold and laughed, a rich, warm sound that sent shivers down her spine.
“You’ve got me there, little one,” he admitted. “Alright then. Come for me.”
His fingers resumed their ministrations with renewed vigor. Sophia cried out as the pleasure built to a crescendo, her whole body trembling on the edge of release.
“Fuck! You goddamn tease!” Sophia growled through gritted teeth as Jake pulled his hand away at the last second, leaving her teetering on the edge of release. Her body felt like a live wire, every nerve ending on fire.
Jake’s deep chuckle only fueled her frustration. “Such a filthy mouth on you tonight, little one.” His blue eyes sparkled with mischief as he looked down at her. “I think I need to find a way to keep it occupied before the neighbours file a noise complaint.”
Sophia glared up at him, her chest heaving. Part of her wanted to bite out another string of curses just to be defiant. But a bigger part craved whatever he had in mind to shut her up. Her clit throbbed, desperate for stimulation.
“You’re a bastard, you know that?” she panted.
“And yet you love every second of it,” Jake replied with a knowing smirk. He trailed a finger along her collarbone, making her shiver. “Now be a good girl and open up for me.”
Sophia’s mouth went dry with anticipation. She parted her lips obediently, her earlier sass forgotten in the face of promised pleasure. As Jake’s thumb brushed across her bottom lip, she fought the urge to take it into her mouth.
Let him make the first move, she told herself. Don’t give him the satisfaction of begging for it.
But oh, how she wanted to beg.
Sophia’s teeth sank into Jake’s thumb, her eyes flashing defiantly. A jolt of pain and pleasure shot through him.
“Ow! You little…” Jake yanked his hand back, shaking it. “Anyone would think you’re begging to be punished, little slut.”
Sophia licked her lips, tasting the salt of his skin. “Maybe I am,” she purred. Her body thrummed with need, every nerve ending on fire.
Jake’s eyes darkened. “Careful what you wish for, darlin’.” His voice was low, dangerous. It sent shivers down her spine.
Sophia arched her back, pressing herself against him. “Do your worst, surfer boy.”
Jake grabbed a fistful of her hair, tugging her head back. His lips brushed her ear as he growled, “Oh, I intend to.”
Sophia’s breath caught. ‘Fuck, he’s so hot when he gets all dominant.’ Her pulse raced as Jake’s free hand trailed down her body.
“What should I do with such a naughty girl?” Jake mused, fingertips skimming her inner thigh.
“Whatever you want,” Sophia gasped. She was putty in his hands, desperate for release.
Jake chuckled darkly. “Be careful what you offer, little one. I might just take you up on it.”
Jake’s fingers traced the reddened skin of Sophia’s ass, sending tingles across her body. His voice was low and husky as he leaned in close.
“Now, spanking isn’t a punishment to you, is it, little slut?”
Sophia shook her head, unable to contain the smirk that spread across her face. Her body was thrumming with desire, every nerve ending alive and crackling with electricity.
“No, sir,” she purred, arching her back to press against his hand. “You know I love it too much.”
Jake chuckled, the sound sending a shiver down her spine. “That’s what I thought. Looks like I’ll have to get more creative with your punishment then.”
Sophia’s mind raced with possibilities, equal parts excited and nervous about what Jake might have planned. She tugged experimentally at the ropes binding her wrists, feeling the delicious bite of the fibres against her skin.
“Do your worst, surfer boy,” she challenged, her hazel eyes glinting with mischief.
Jake’s hand snaked around to grip her throat, not squeezing but a clear show of dominance. “Careful what you wish for, darling. I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve that’ll have you begging.”
Sophia’s breath caught, arousal pooling low in her belly. “Promises, promises,” she managed to gasp out.
Jake’s eyes gleamed with dark intensity as he leaned in close to Sophia. “I’m going to gag you now,” he murmured, his breath hot against her ear. “If you need to safe word, tap your foot and I’ll check in. Understand?”
Sophia nodded, a thrill of anticipation coursing through her. Her heart raced as Jake’s fingers traced along her lips.
Without warning, Jake shoved her lace panties into her mouth. The delicate fabric filled her mouth, muffling any sounds she might make.
Sophia’s eyes widened in surprise. The taste of her own arousal flooded her senses. She squirmed against her bonds, testing them.
Jake sat back, admiring his handiwork. “There we go. That ought to keep that smart mouth of yours occupied for a while.”
‘Oh god,’ Sophia thought as a shiver ran through her.
“Remember,” Jake said seriously. “Foot tap if you need me to stop.”
Sophia nodded again, indicating her understanding. Her breath came in quick pants through her nose.
Jake’s hands roamed her body possessively. “Now then,” he growled. “Where were we?”