Vanilla, Cream and Strawberries (Unedited copy)

Chapter 13 - Unedited

The small bead of sweat running down the curve of Ari's chest into the dip of her tits caught my attention, as her hips raised trying to force Christian's fingers further into her. She was so fucking hot when I saw her like this. Hair tangled and beyond fucked, her lips parted and her eyes wide. She was pure raw sex and I fucking loved that about her. The restraints on her arms were causing her more pain than pleasure and I liked that, I liked to watch her cringe in pain as she tried to move. Maybe that made me a sick cunt? Watching the woman I loved struggle in pain. Christian's idea of punishment was very different to mine. He liked to bring her right to brink and just leave her. He preferred the psychological control where as I prefer the physical. Hearing her scream as I slapped, pinched or bit her skin just a little too hard. That was real fucking punishment. I'm not saying that Christian's technique didn't turn me on, fuck... anything to do with Ari could turn me on.

"Please Christian.. oh god please" Hearing her beg made me harder than I thought possible. Listening to her panting, crying out for release was fucking hot. Usually Christian and I partnered up but we'd decided that, that shit would have been too intense for her. Watching Christian turn the vibrator up made me jealous that she wasn't calling out my name... but all good things come to those who wait right. By the time Christian let her cum, she was physically shaking with need.

"You did good baby. Now let me reward you" Christian's head dipped between her legs, the primal noise of his tongue slapping against her wet pussy made me want her fuck her tight cu+nt into next week. Maybe it was the years of waiting, of built up expectations that made her so fucking appealing to me. Maybe in the end, it wouldn't be any different from the fucks I'd had in the past. Maybe it was childhood and teenage anticipation that made me feel like this. But I guess that's what made Arabella so different. It was clear she wasn't after us for our money and that was so damn refreshing. Waking up next to a woman, who didn't give it up for a new Dior dress or the chance to sell her night of wild sex to some tabloid, then again Ari was the first woman I'd ever shared a bed with that must have meant something.

Did it make me a broken cunt to want to see tears in her eyes as she gaged on my cock? Probably. Maybe I needed to start seeing my therapist again. Or maybe I wanted to take out my jealousy on her.

Chris would never forgive me for pushing her too hard, well... yet anyway. She wasn't ready to have my rage unleashed on her. Maybe when I knew her limits better I'd be able to be more forceful. It was obvious she like being hurt, or liked the idea that I might go too far. She liked the uncertainty of her safety. Maybe she really was just us fucked up as me.

But I was bored of the nice play, the light spanking. Yeah it was hot but tonight I wanted her smart mouth wrapped around my cock. My balls twitched just thinking about ramming into her hot little throat.

Christian rolled off of her and looked at me

"You should have a taste" He grinned.

"Maybe later" I smirked, there wasn't going to be a later.

"Strawberry's how the fuck can someone taste like strawberries?" I think he was asking himself that more than he was talking to me

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Ari was tired, after almost two hours of being tormented by Christian, I was surprised she was still awake, but she was strong and I liked that. She was stubborn enough to fight of the weakness in her body as stay sat perfectly still. Her legs were bent, and tucked under her ass, as she sat showing her pussy to the room, her back was straight. She always followed instructions to the point and I liked tha even more.. Her pussy was pink and sticky looking. Maybe Christian was right and should have a taste. The thought of biting her clit made me want to cum, the thought of how she would react to that? hmm.