The Principles Of Lust by Sasha White Page A

bit her lip to stay a whimper as juices flooded her core. She’d never been handled so gruffly, yet not. He was testing her, staring deep into her eyes and searching out each response to see just what effect it had on her.  
    He stepped back and reached for something silver and shiny from inside the armoire. A touch of unease seeped through her when he grasped one breast in his hand and slipped a rubber tipped clamp over the nipple. Watching her eyes carefully, he released it.  
    Immediate pain shot through her like lightening. “No! Ouch, No!” Before the word ouch passed her lips he had the clamp off.  
    “Shhh, it’s okay,” he crooned. His hand covered her breast, the warmth of it soothing the nipple. “That was little too much for you, eh?”
    The twinkle in his eye made her giggle as she nodded, and the pain faded away. Still apprehensive, she watched as he adjusted the little screw on the clamp, and placed it over her nipple again. Their eyes met and he released it.  
    Pain whipped through her again and she tensed, but it quickly eased to a dull throb. He grinned, and pleasure suffused her. He repeated the process with the other breast, this time without the too tight first try. When both breasts were bound, he tugged lightly on the chain between them and electric heat jumped from her nipples to her clit.  
    “Oh!”
    Zach nodded and stepped forward. He cupped a hand around her jaw and titled her head up, giving him complete access to her throat. His lips brushed against her neck, then his tongue and his teeth. He nibbled and sucked, making shivers dance up and down her spine. Her nipples tightened, the throb in them increasing.  
    A warm hand slid over her belly and between her thighs and she moaned. So good, his touch was so good. He swiped a finger the length of her slit, parting her folds. The heel of his hand pressed against her aching clit and he thrust a finger inside. Then another. He rocked his hand, his fingers fucking her, his chest pressed against hers, the clamps making her extra sensitive to every brush of skin.  
    Her panting breath filled the room; the world fell away until there was only her, him, and their connection. He didn’t need to look into her eyes anymore. Everything he did stoked the fire in her belly until her hips were pumping against his hand. She tossed her head, nudging at him and he nipped her on the chin. Then his mouth was on hers again and she was in heaven.  
    His tongue thrust into her mouth at the same time his fingers thrust deep and wiggled inside her, setting off her orgasm. Pleasure covered every one of her nerve endings and she cried out, pressing back against the cross behind her, and pulling at her restraints at the same time.
    Zach pulled back slightly and when their eyes met again his smile was soft and…proud. “Beautiful.”
    He trailed a fingertip down her cheek to the corner of her mouth and she turned her head to kiss it. She parted her lips and sucked on it gently, heat building inside her again. She ran her tongue over it, nipped the tip with her teeth, and saw pure lust flare in his eyes.  
    He thrust his hips against hers. The steel ridge of his hard-on sheathed in soft leather wasn’t enough. She wanted him. All of him. Now.
    “Take me,” she whispered.  
    When he pulled away she thought he was going to make her beg. But he only moved back far enough for her to see as he made quick work of his zipper. He pushed his pants low on his hips and his cock sprang free, long, thick and red with desire.  
    She licked her lips as he stroked himself once, twice. The sight of him completely naked except for undone leather pants that framed his hardness as he touched himself had made her forget where she was. She reached for him, only to find she was still strapped to the cross. Before she could voice a plea or protest he stepped forward, between her legs again.  
    The head of his cock nudged against her swollen folds, finding it’s way to her