Chapter 29

CHAPTER 29

KIERRA

I 'm suspended in the air with my pussy right in front of Sin's face as he grabs my ass and licks at my clit like a man possessed. I'm not sure I've ever felt more exposed as I do right now, but I don't get a lot of time to dwell on it because he is hitting that bundle of nerves with the most amazing precision. Losing control, I desperately grip the bar.

"Be a good girl and come for me," he growls as he pushes two fingers inside me and sucks on my clit, giving me no choice but to explode with an orgasm so strong I worry I might pass out from the pleasure.

"Daddy!" I scream, but he doesn't slow down, he doesn't pause, he starts all over again.

He moans while he laps at my pussy like this is for his climax, not mine.

"Again," he orders while he fucks me with his fingers, "You'll give it all to me and when you think you can't possibly give me more, you will."

After so many orgasms I've lost count, I beg him to stop. "Please. It's too much. Daddy, I can't."

He stares up at my face. "Give me one more and then I'll fuck you. One more, baby girl. You can take it."

Sin runs circles around my clit and I don't know how he does it, but it's the perfect speed and it has me losing my mind. I throw my head back as I hold on to the bar for dear life and I swear my body convulses as I scream out in an orgasm.

I stare down at him, panting as he removes his fingers from me, making a show of sucking them clean.

"That was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Jesus, baby girl, you're fucking perfect."

I watch him as he walks over and grabs the remote and lowers me to where he wants me, then he undoes the cuffs on my wrists and presses another button so the bar raises above me and he puts the remote back. This is some fancy high-tech stuff, to say the least.

Sin grabs my waist and pushes his cock inside me in one sharp thrust that makes me whimper.

"Arms around me, baby."

I place my arms around his neck as he fucks me hard and fast. "This pussy was made for my cock."

Digging my nails into his shoulders, he groans, "Good girl. Fuck. Do it again."

I do, and he buries his face into my neck and licks and nips at my skin as he fucks me like it's an Olympic sport.

Sin pinches my nipple with one hand and grabs my face with the other and slams his lips to mine in a hungry kiss. His tongue tangles with mine and it's as if we're one. I don't know where his ends and mine begins, but it's pure bliss.

He pulls back and stares at me. "I'm sorry, baby girl. I can't hold back anymore. You feel too fucking good."

I dig my nails into his shoulders and he grabs my ass, holding me tight against him as he spasms inside me, filling me so completely. Sin lifts me out of the swing and cradles me in his arms. "You did so well, baby. I'm proud of you."

I've been alone for so long that I'm overwhelmed by having someone to take care of me, and it takes me by surprise. I try to stop the tears, but I fail miserably.

"It's normal," he says before kissing me softly, "Do you want a bath or do you need sleep? Tell me what you need, baby girl."

I swipe at the tears on my face. "I think I need sleep."

He walks us out of the sex room and down the hall to his bedroom and takes me into the bathroom. "You need to use the restroom first. I don't want you getting an infection."

I can't help the laughter that bubbles out of me. "You are taking this very seriously."

He nods as he turns away from me at the door. "I will always take your well being seriously, Kierra. That will never change."

I finish in the bathroom and walk back into the bedroom and spot Sin laying in bed; the sheets pulled down to his abdomen, his muscular chest on display. A delicious smirk forms on his lips. "Are you going to stand there staring at me all night or are you going to get over here where you belong?"

Walking over to the bed, I climb in beside him and he immediately pulls me into his arms. "Much better."

"Daddy?"

"Yes, baby," he hums, sounding as tired as I am.

"Am I a bad submissive?"

He tightens his arms around my back and kisses me on the top of my head. "Do you think you're a bad submissive?"

"Yes," I admit, as much as I'd like to deny it. I want to be everything he needs and I can't help wondering what happens if I can't be.

He sighs audibly, "Baby girl, there are many women far more submissive than you are, but you're still learning. What one Dom looks for in a sub may differ from another. And for me, you're fucking perfect."

I stroke my fingers absentmindedly over his chest as I think out loud, "I want to be enough for you. I'm so disobedient, and what happens when the new wears off and you realize what you're missing?"

In one swift movement, he turns me over and narrows his gaze at me. "You are fucking enough. Do you know how boring it'd be if you were obedient one hundred percent of the time? Do I expect you to listen when I give you directions? Yes. Especially when it's for your safety. I'll deal with your disobedience as long as you aren't at risk."

I can't help the grin that overtakes my face. "So I can be a brat then?"

He groans as he fists my hair in a tight grip. "You can try, baby. I said I'd deal with it, not tolerate it. There's a vast difference."

Sin pulls my face to his and kisses me like he didn't already do it a hundred times tonight. Like everything, he controls my every movement, tilting my head, finding the position he wants and licks at my tongue with so much passion it's dizzying.

He pulls back with a groan, "You better go to sleep before I fuck you again, because I can't get enough of you."

I yawn and he chuckles as he turns us over so I'm on top of his chest again. "Sleep, beautiful."

For once, I don't argue because I'm exhausted. With the scent of Sin enveloping me, and his warm skin pressed to mine, I fall into a peaceful sleep.