Black Light: Unexpected
Excerpt By Measha Stone
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“See all those people at the tables? The ones who don’t get to play tonight? They’re watching you, Quinn. They’ve watched you wearing a diaper, being facefucked with a bib around your neck. They’ve seen 520 your asshole stretched and fucked with my fingers. They’ve heard you call me Daddy and seen you drink water from a baby bottle.” He ran his tongue along the shell of her ear. “And now they are going to watch you come for me. Three times, baby. No begging will work, but I bet they’d love to hear it.”
Her body tensed against him. She must have forgotten the audience as well.
“Showtime.” He brought the vibrator to her pussy and his heart sang when she jolted at the first sensations.
“Not so bad,” she said at first, but he wasn’t done yet.
“Barely started.” He pressed the vibrator harder to her clit and rubbed her with it. She gripped his knees. There was no escaping it, her body would chase after the pleasure, and all she would be able to do was try to stay on the ride.
“Oh. Fuck.” She gasped when he turned the vibrations up one notch.
“Good girl. Come on, come for us. Come for all of us,” he said, reminding her again of the onlookers.
Her head bumped his chin, and her body pressed harder back against him. The tension in her thighs increasing.
So close.
He leaned down, biting on her earlobe, giving her the little zing of pain she craved.
And fireworks happened.
Her body bowed outward, her feet curled, and she let loose a scream as her first orgasm hit, but he didn’t relent, didn’t slow down for her to enjoy the ride. He increased the vibrations, grinning when she cried out.
“No. Wait.” She tried to twist away from him, but this wasn’t his first rodeo. He swung his legs over hers and pinned her with her legs open. He tightened his arm around her torso.
“Two more,” he said and went up on the power one more notch.
“Oh fuck!” She started to bend forward, but he held her tight. “I can’t!” she whined, but it was bullshit. She could and she would. She’d be close, teetering on the edge, fighting what her body wanted to do but he wouldn’t let her stay there for long.
He bit down on the soft spot behind her ear and pumped the vibrator over her clit.
“Oh! Jack! Jack! Oh God!” she screamed while her entire body went rigid.
“One more, baby,” he laughed in her ear.
“No. Please.” She gasped for breath, but he wasn’t done. Would he ever be done with her?
“Sorry, baby, I never go back on my word.” He took the vibrator off her clit, giving her only a brief reprieve as he held it up to her face.
“Only two more clicks until we’re at full strength.” He thumbed the dial so she could see how close she was to having the toy on high.
“Oh God. No. Please.” She wiggled in his grasp. “I’m sorry I didn’t listen. I’m sorry.” She twisted enough for him to see her tear-filled eyes.
“But you wanted pain. I’m giving it to you.” He ran his tongue along her cheekbone, snagging a fallen tear.
“Not like this.” She kicked her legs out as though there was any chance she’d get free of his grasp. He didn’t win the college state championship in his wrestling weight class three years in a row without being able to keep an adversary locked in position.
“Then, next time don’t be naughty,” he whispered into her ear, slamming his leg over hers to keep her still, and placed the vibrator directly on her clit. She screamed and bowed her body, but he didn’t relent. He twisted and rolled and ran it over her sex while she squirmed and cried from the intense pleasure being forced onto her.
“I can’t!” she pleaded, but her thighs were trembling. “I can’t. Please.” Quinn grabbed at his arm, but she moaned.
“Almost,” he whispered. “Come on, baby, give me one more. Be a good girl for me. You can do it. You can come for me, can’t you? Imagine next time, with my tongue all over your pussy, eating you and licking you until you’re at the very edge. Imagine my cock thrusting into you, fucking you so hard you have to hold onto something to keep from falling. Think about it.”
“Oh fuck!” Her nails dug into his forearm. So fucking close.
“Think about me flipping you onto your stomach, spanking your ass so hard you cry. Imagine the heat, the sting and then spreading your ass cheeks and riding you straight into an orgasm.” Fuck. If he wasn’t careful, he was going to lose himself in the images he created.
“Jack. Please,” she begged. He cupped her breast in his free hand and rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Her body melted into him when he twisted hard.
“Imagine the bite of clamps on these pretty nipples. Or better… my teeth.” He pinched hard, drawing out another cry from her. She made the sweetest sounds when she cried; he wouldn’t mind hearing her every night.
“Come for me, Quinn.” He flicked the strength up to the last notch. Again, her hips bolted upward. “Be my sweet girl.” He kissed her temple. “Do it for me.”
He pulled her nipple downward, twisting it as he repositioned the vibrator head and pushed hard against her clit.
“Fuuuuuccck!” she screamed, bucking her hips upward and smacking her palm into his arm. She was unglued. And gorgeous. He slowed the vibrations click by click until they were at the lower level before turning off the vibrator. She collapsed against him; her legs hung off the sides of the table, as did her arms. She’d been reduced to a wet noodle.
Meanwhile, his cock was hard as hell again.
Her body tensed against him. She must have forgotten the audience as well.
“Showtime.” He brought the vibrator to her pussy and his heart sang when she jolted at the first sensations.
“Not so bad,” she said at first, but he wasn’t done yet.
“Barely started.” He pressed the vibrator harder to her clit and rubbed her with it. She gripped his knees. There was no escaping it, her body would chase after the pleasure, and all she would be able to do was try to stay on the ride.
“Oh. Fuck.” She gasped when he turned the vibrations up one notch.
“Good girl. Come on, come for us. Come for all of us,” he said, reminding her again of the onlookers.
Her head bumped his chin, and her body pressed harder back against him. The tension in her thighs increasing.
So close.
He leaned down, biting on her earlobe, giving her the little zing of pain she craved.
And fireworks happened.
Her body bowed outward, her feet curled, and she let loose a scream as her first orgasm hit, but he didn’t relent, didn’t slow down for her to enjoy the ride. He increased the vibrations, grinning when she cried out.
“No. Wait.” She tried to twist away from him, but this wasn’t his first rodeo. He swung his legs over hers and pinned her with her legs open. He tightened his arm around her torso.
“Two more,” he said and went up on the power one more notch.
“Oh fuck!” She started to bend forward, but he held her tight. “I can’t!” she whined, but it was bullshit. She could and she would. She’d be close, teetering on the edge, fighting what her body wanted to do but he wouldn’t let her stay there for long.
He bit down on the soft spot behind her ear and pumped the vibrator over her clit.
“Oh! Jack! Jack! Oh God!” she screamed while her entire body went rigid.
“One more, baby,” he laughed in her ear.
“No. Please.” She gasped for breath, but he wasn’t done. Would he ever be done with her?
“Sorry, baby, I never go back on my word.” He took the vibrator off her clit, giving her only a brief reprieve as he held it up to her face.
“Only two more clicks until we’re at full strength.” He thumbed the dial so she could see how close she was to having the toy on high.
“Oh God. No. Please.” She wiggled in his grasp. “I’m sorry I didn’t listen. I’m sorry.” She twisted enough for him to see her tear-filled eyes.
“But you wanted pain. I’m giving it to you.” He ran his tongue along her cheekbone, snagging a fallen tear.
“Not like this.” She kicked her legs out as though there was any chance she’d get free of his grasp. He didn’t win the college state championship in his wrestling weight class three years in a row without being able to keep an adversary locked in position.
“Then, next time don’t be naughty,” he whispered into her ear, slamming his leg over hers to keep her still, and placed the vibrator directly on her clit. She screamed and bowed her body, but he didn’t relent. He twisted and rolled and ran it over her sex while she squirmed and cried from the intense pleasure being forced onto her.
“I can’t!” she pleaded, but her thighs were trembling. “I can’t. Please.” Quinn grabbed at his arm, but she moaned.
“Almost,” he whispered. “Come on, baby, give me one more. Be a good girl for me. You can do it. You can come for me, can’t you? Imagine next time, with my tongue all over your pussy, eating you and licking you until you’re at the very edge. Imagine my cock thrusting into you, fucking you so hard you have to hold onto something to keep from falling. Think about it.”
“Oh fuck!” Her nails dug into his forearm. So fucking close.
“Think about me flipping you onto your stomach, spanking your ass so hard you cry. Imagine the heat, the sting and then spreading your ass cheeks and riding you straight into an orgasm.” Fuck. If he wasn’t careful, he was going to lose himself in the images he created.
“Jack. Please,” she begged. He cupped her breast in his free hand and rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Her body melted into him when he twisted hard.
“Imagine the bite of clamps on these pretty nipples. Or better… my teeth.” He pinched hard, drawing out another cry from her. She made the sweetest sounds when she cried; he wouldn’t mind hearing her every night.
“Come for me, Quinn.” He flicked the strength up to the last notch. Again, her hips bolted upward. “Be my sweet girl.” He kissed her temple. “Do it for me.”
He pulled her nipple downward, twisting it as he repositioned the vibrator head and pushed hard against her clit.
“Fuuuuuccck!” she screamed, bucking her hips upward and smacking her palm into his arm. She was unglued. And gorgeous. He slowed the vibrations click by click until they were at the lower level before turning off the vibrator. She collapsed against him; her legs hung off the sides of the table, as did her arms. She’d been reduced to a wet noodle.
Meanwhile, his cock was hard as hell again.