Chapter 47: Overreaction pt4

I feel Alex's erection digging into my back as cool hands snake around and cup my breasts. He merely holds them for a few moments, as if weighing them in the palms of his hands, before his fingers start caressing my nipples. The buds harden into stiff peaks, and when he pulls on one hard, I cry out, electricity shooting through my core. Suddenly Alex's hands leave my breast and I groan at the lack of stimulation. And then Alex's hands are back. I glance down to see him holding out a couple of ornate butterflies in his hand and my mind swirls at the purpose. Before I can say anything, Alex is tugging at one nipple and then affixing a butterfly to it. Seconds later he has repeated the process on my other nipple and instantly I understand. The pain is sweet and, at once, my pussy feels like it has a direct line to my nipples. Even the lightest of brushes stokes the arousal building inside of me.

Alex's hands run across my back and across my hips until one sneaks around to cup my mound, the palm of his hand pressing down on my aching sex. Without a thought, I find myself grinding against Alex's palm, trying to get some friction to alleviate that pulsing sensation that seems to match my frenetic heartbeat. "Stay still," Alex growls, landing a stinging slap on my backside. The pain immediately morphs into a dull pleasure that seeps into me. A moment later, Alex is pushing two fingers into me with one hand and playing with my clit with the other. The sensations, combined with the continual throb of my nipples, are too much and, suddenly, I am coming hard and fast.

They say there is no more erotic instrument than the mind, and at that moment I immediately understand where that came from. Alex begins to whisper dirty thoughts into my ear and the images that they conjure make me writhe against his hard body. At some point, Alex had dispensed of his shirt and now I can feel the sweat beading on the bare skin of his abdomen. The swirling of my clit never ceases, and then Alex is entering me from behind, my greedy pussy welcoming the hard steel of Alex's cock. He rocks into me slowly and I groan as I feel his lips sucking on my neck. I am helpless, constrained by my bindings and completely open to Alex as he starts to fuck me harder.

I have completely lost my ability to think coherently and instead, I am a mass of sensations and swirling colours as Alex pushes me closer and closer to the brink. I welcome the orgasm that shatters me, taking me higher than I have ever flown. Lights dance behind my closed eyelids as I feel Alex slip out of me. Suddenly I feel Alex nudging my arse, his cock slick with my juices. The pressure builds as, very slowly, he pushes himself in, inch by inch. I gasp as pain floods through me, but Alex's voice in my ear soothes my nerves. Suddenly he is pulling off the nipple clamps and my body fills with endorphins, distracting me from the unwelcome intrusion in my backside. Using the opportunity, Alex thrusts himself deeper until I feel his pelvis against my bum cheeks. He stills for a moment to allow my body to stretch and get used to him but never lets up in his incessant swirling of my clit.

The burn in my backside slowly fades and, instead, the fullness that I feel starts to overwhelm me. Slowly Alex begins to move, the catalyst that sparks a different kind of orgasm in me. I groan as he picks up speed, the pressure building until I explode, pulsing around Alex and setting off his climax. I am still flying high when I feel Alex bite down on my neck as he thrusts his fingers deep into my wet pussy, as he remains buried in my arse. I vaguely hear Alex call out my name as the final waves of my climax move through me.

I am panting hard when I finally become vaguely aware of my body. I am utterly spent, yet when Alex gently removes himself from me, I cry out at the loss. Within moments, Alex has untied me and is carrying me across to the platform where he lays me down. I am still struggling to drag myself out of my orgasm-induced fog as I lie there limp and sated when Alex returns with a warm washcloth. He cleans me up with tender strokes whilst the tingles and shivers finally fade from my body. A moment later, he is pulling me into his arms and wrapping us both in a warm blanket.

We lie there in silence, bodies thrumming as Alex softly runs his fingers across my sensitive skin. After a while, our heartbeats return to their normal pace and I start to wonder if Alex has actually fallen asleep when I suddenly feel him nuzzling my ear.

"I am so sorry, Liv," Alex says and I know in an instant that he is not apologising for what he has just done to me—not that I would want him to because it was amazing. No, he is apologising for getting angry at me and wanting to punish me for something I had no control over. I realise that it has probably cost him a lot to make this admission, so I snuggle into his chest.

"Alex, it's okay,” I murmur sleepily, gently stroking his bare skin. Moments later I hear Alex's breathing even out and I let myself slide into the darkness.