PAINFUL PLEASURE [COMPLETED]

37. No Pleasure

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SIDDHARTH'S POV

"Yes, master."

Listening to these words from my wife's sensual mouth does something to me. Her pretty face is a mask of excitement and anticipation. Always anticipating, never dreading.

Her infinite trust in me is so precious that if I lost it, then I would be the world's poorest man, even with billions in my bank account.

Avneet lay on the bed and spread her legs, inviting me to touch her. Little does she know what's coming! Her soaked panties are on display, and the bulge inside my pants tightens.

I have to take a moment to re-adjust my cock before gaining control over my senses.

Avneet smirked.

"Getting all worked up?" She taunted.

"You aren't far behind either," I said, pointing to her soaked panties.

Her toes curled at the reminder, and she hissed. Her legs quivered as if she wanted to close them and relieve the ache blooming between her thighs.

"Do something about it," she growled.

"Let's see what I can do." I quirked a brow. She raised her brow in return. "And what I am willing to do right now," I completed, and she scrunched her face in annoyance.

I curled my finger in the waistband of her panties. I might be acting petty, but I don't want the panties giving her that very tiny amount of friction as well.

I want her totally at my mercy, writhing, quivering, and begging with no way to escape. I have 50 shades of cruelty within me, and right now, I want to be all of them.

I want her to see me as God- deciding her fate and destiny. I want my wife to be so desperate that she's ready to do anything for the peanuts, which I would tempt her with but wouldn't give.

With the curled finger, I stretch the elastic of her waistband and release it. She moans at the impact on her stomach. I do it again and feel her already getting desperate. I slide the panties down, and she arches her back to lift her hips.

Bringing the silk panties to my mouth, I take a deep inhale. The ravenous hunger must be evident on my face because Avneet bites her lip.

"Master," she called, and I answered.

I kept the panties aside and slid my hand on her inner thigh. I slid the hoodie up to her waist and above her boobs. She was wearing a matching silk bra. I brought my mouth down and bit her nipple over the bra.

"Siddharth," she moaned and arched her back, welcoming the sensation.

I bit her other nipple, and she clasped my hair. I curved my hands behind her back and unhooked the bra. The garment joined the panties on the bed, left forgotten.

I took her naked nipple in my mouth, and Avneet tried to clasp her thighs shut. Tried, because I had a knee between and she could not close her legs all the way.

"Touch me," she rasped.

"I am touching you," I replied.

"Not where I want it the most," she whined.

I planted kisses on her stomach. She writhed beneath me, desperately looking for relief. I pinched the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh, and she yelped.

"Why'd you do that?" She complained.

"Because I wanted to." I licked the portion that I had pinched and soothed her pain. Then I bit and licked again. Bit and licked until I left a hickey.