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I shivered upon the realization. I had completely forgotten that he won't be the calm and gentle Arnav I know when he's angry. He'll be another version of himself and from the furious look on his face, I can confirm that he'll be a rough and violent type.
I gulped, predicting his next step.
Without a single word, he nuzzled his face into my neck, giving a sharp bite making me yelp in pain. It was more painful than pelasurable.
He started sucking hastily, making my breaths turn heavier as I struggled to not cvm. It was painful but the lust inside me was growing each passing second because of his touches.
"A-Arnav, slow down", I spoke, wriggling under him because I was helplessly tied up.
"Don't.Speak.A.Word, doll", he demanded, making his each word clear.
I couldn't even say anything because his mouth was already clamped down on mine. He sucked my lower lip, pulling it between his teeth. As he leaned down, I was able to feel his bulge against my bare womanhood, the warm air in the room was making me wetter. It wasn't actually the warm air of the heater but the sexual tension between us. He was following his words—slow and torturous.
Being unable to touch him while being pleased was the greatest torture.
I rolled my head back when his hands cupped my breasts, kneading them in the process. I let out a loud moan, feeling the heat growing at my south.
He suddenly detached himself from me, taking away the warmth as I felt disappointment coursing through my chest.
He bent down before taking the whip cream in his hand. Opening the cap and throwing it away, he leaned down, supporting his body with one hand while the other one brought the bottle near my mouth.
"Open your mouth and take out your tongue for your daddy", he husked.
I shivered at his tone. He was behaving so differently today that it actually terrified me, even if I was getting turned on.
I opened my mouth hesitantly, followed by my tongue coming out.
Shaking the bottle, he sprayed some whip cream on the top of my tongue. It's creamy and soft texture started melting in my mouth but even before it completely melted in the warmth of my tongue, he sucked on my tongue, eating the whip cream.
I closed my eyes and moaned.
He again slammed his lips on mine again but this time I felt something soft and cold on my n!pples. My eyes widened when I realised what he has down to them.
He has put whip cream on them.
Standing up on his knees, he looked down at my vulnerable state. I was lying totally bare on the bed, hands and legs tied up with whip cream on my mounds. He smirked down at the view.
