Chapter Two - God, I could eat you up.
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THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT!!!
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Levi never made a secret of his own sexual preferences.
In fact, when I was over at his place a few weeks ago I’d accidentally come across a room that I recognised all too well as a Den.
A large king sized bed sat on a raised platform in the centre of the room, a closet stood against the right hand wall. It was open slightly so I caught a glimpse of the black leather strips of a whip – a cat of nine tails whip to be precise – I’d almost had an orgasm from simply stepping into the dimly lit room.
I ran my fingers along the black silk sheets of the bed, then as soon as my gaze landed on a chain dangling from the top of one of the bed posts I couldn't help but take the heavy metal in my hand. My hand found its way inside the cuff on this particular chain, silently revelling in the feel of the cold metal against my heated skin. I was too busy to notice the light pads of someone’s feet as they entered the room and approached me.
It was only when Levi's fingers brushed against mine and the feel of his body pressed against my back that I even noticed that I was no longer alone, my reminiscing was no longer private.
"Do you miss it?" He asked huskily against my ear as his index finger traced the edge of the cuff which was still loosely wrapped around my wrist "Constantly." I answered, my voice a soft whisper. I wanted the familiarity of a whip cracking against my bare skin, the bonds of restraint, the toys, the pain, the security, the safety.
See, that's the thing with BDSM, it's not just about two people who get off on giving and receiving pain, it's about two people who trust each other to the degree that they'd completely hand over their bodies knowing that they'd always be safe, that their lover would never cross that fine line which would erase all forms of pleasure. I craved that feeling more than the pleasure itself, that bond between you and that one special person whom you would do anything for.
I was pulled from my thoughts by a sharp pain beneath my ear as Levi nipped at the throbbing pulse on my neck. I gasped and my body sank against him, his arms wrapped around my waist so I wouldn't fall to the floor.
"How long has it been since you were last completely satisfied?" It didn't seem to bother me that it was Levi whispering this to me, I couldn't help but relax into his arms and answer him softly "I'm not sure, three years?"
It suddenly hit me that it was in fact three years since I'd last experienced an orgasm.
Suddenly one of his hands were running up my thighs towards the hem of my skirt, "We can't have that now can we Princess?" He murmured against my ear as his hand edged its way slowly up my thighs towards my now drenched red lace underwear, Levi gave a low groan as his finger skimmed across the soaking material.
"You're so wet Princess." He moaned against the skin just behind my ear, the vibration of his voice went straight to my core, liquid heat pooled between my legs which only made him growl. I slowly wriggled my @ss against Levi's front where I could feel the hard length of his erection settled against my @ss.
"Mmm" I sighed as he rubbed me gently through the thin red lace. Then he growled in my ear while his second hand combed through my hair "That wasn't very nice Princess," before he sharply tugged at my earlobe with his teeth.
I was teetering on the edge of something explosive for the first time in three whole years. "Oh God Levi." I moaned, my hips moving in perfect rhythm with his middle finger.
