Damaged ♡ Lashton ✔

Chapter 16 ⚠️

⚠️*TW// mentions of past abuse*⚠️

A low moan escapes me as I'm woken up to a warm mouth wrapped around my cock. My back arches off the bed as I go to run my fingers through his hair, only to be stopped short by a set of handcuffs securing me to the headboard. Damn, I'm a heavy sleeper. He releases me and I whine at the lack of contact which makes him smirk up at me.

"Good morning, Princess," he says, his voice thick with sleep. I blush and my cock twitches at the sound, which he clearly notices because he chuckles quietly before taking me back in his mouth. He pushes my legs apart and slowly slides his hands down my thighs while he continues to bob his head up and down.

"Ash," I whimper. He glances up at me through his lashes and releases me again before sliding his tongue from base to tip and back again. I let out a shaky moan when he starts caressing my balls with his tongue before he sucks each into his mouth, one after the other. "F-fuck," I moan out quietly, arching my back again. He reaches up and slides the tip of his index finger over my lip before tapping it gently as he continues his assault on my throbbing member.

I open my mouth immediately and he slides three fingers inside. I moan around his fingers and suck on them, swirling my tongue around them and coating them with as much saliva as I can, knowing exactly why he wanted me to take them in my mouth in the first place. Once I'm satisfied, I open my mouth and he pulls them out, a string of spit trailing from his fingers to my mouth.

I tug on the restraints when I feel one finger press against my entrance, massaging it gently as I let out a loud moan. He pushes it in slowly and moans around me when I buck my hips up. I gasp as the vibrations course through my body and tug against the cuffs again, wanting so desperately to touch him. He pulls away from me and looks up at me with lust filled eyes as he slowly thrusts his finger in and out of me.

"Now, Princess, no more struggling. If you're a good boy for me, I'll consider letting you go. But if you're not..." He trails off as he slides a second finger in me making me moan his name. "If you're not," he continues, "I'll have to punish you."

My breath hitches and I nod, relaxing against the bed and concentrating hard on staying still. He nips my inner thigh and I let out a high pitched whimper which morphs into a moan when he slides his tongue over the spot. I toss my head back as his hot breath drifts up my torso leaving goosebumps in its wake. He places wet, lingering kisses over my stomach as he continues to stretch me, sliding in a third finger once he reaches my chest. I bite my lip hard at the slight sting, but let out a shaky breath as it quickly morphs into pleasure.

He curls his fingers and brushes against my prostate just as he flicks his tongue over one of my nipples and I arch my back and cry out from the pleasure. He tugs on it gently with his teeth as he starts moving his fingers faster and I can barely catch my breath between moans and whimpers. I never used to be loud in bed, but something about him makes me lose control. Plus, he's always encouraged me to vocalize my pleasure; in fact, based on his reactions and the noises he makes when I let out a particularly loud moan, I'd say he gets off on it.

"Daddy, please, I need you," I breathe out. I'm painfully hard, and I honestly don't think I'm going to be able to last much longer. He reaches my neck and I whimper quietly when his teeth graze the sensitive skin.

"I'm already yours, love," he whispers, a teasing lilt to his tone. I groan quietly in frustration and push my hips down against his fingers in an attempt to get them deeper. "What is it that you're really asking for, Princess?" He slides his tongue along my jaw and my whole body shudders.

"I-I..." I cut myself off with a loud moan as his fingers brush against my prostate again, shocks of pleasure shooting through me.

"Come on, Princess, tell me." Amusement is clear in his voice now and if I wasn't bound right now, I'd probably smack him.