Chapter 206: Bad Girl (7)
Georgia’s POV
Nick’s smirk deepened as he finally lifted the card and read it aloud. "Use a toy on her and make her come while she watches you take control."
My stomach flipped, my skin instantly heating, and my heart beat so fast as if I was running. "W-What toy?" I whispered, though the answer was obvious.
He only chuckled and reached into the box, pulling out the sleek vibrator I’d bought as part of the couple set. He twirled it between his fingers like a weapon he already knew how to wield, his eyes locked on me.
"Spread wide for me, love," he commanded softly, then chuckled, "Oh! I forgot, you are already spread wide for me," he said, kneeling between my restrained legs. The spreader bar already had me exposed, helpless, and his gaze devoured me like I was his favorite dessert.
A sharp inhale escaped me when he pressed the toy against my folds, the first buzz making me jolt. "Nick!" I gasped, trying to wriggle away, but the straps held me tight.
Damn, it was a strong one!
"Shh..." he hushed me, lips brushing my inner thigh. "This is just the warm-up."
The toy slid in me, vibrating right where I was already drenched, and I nearly screamed. My body arched off the sofa, heat flooding through me.
He pressed it firmer, circling my entrance before dipping it inside. The sensation was so sharp and shocking, I cried out, my hands straining against the restraints.
"F-Fuck!"
"Gods, look at you," he muttered, licking his lips as his gaze stayed glued to the toy moving in and out of me. "You’re dripping all over it, baby."
And then he leaned closer, lowering his mouth until his tongue flicked over my clit at the same time the toy pulsed deep inside me.
"Nick!" I screamed, my body convulsing. The combination was too much—his tongue relentless, the vibrator teasing me from the inside.
He moaned against me, as if tasting my arousal only fueled his hunger, his hands tightening around my thighs to hold me still.
I was a mess of gasps and cries, pleasure rolling over me in crashing waves. Every flick of his tongue, every thrust of the toy sent me spiraling higher, until I was right at the edge of madness.
"Cum for me, Georgia," he growled against my clit, the vibrations intensifying as he pressed the toy deeper. "I want to see you lose control for me."
The hum inside me was maddening, every vibration pulsing through my walls, but Nick kept his tongue maddeningly soft against my clit—just enough to tease, never enough to push me over.
I whimpered, twisting my wrists against the straps. "Nick, please... Oh God, ahh!"
He pulled back, lips glistening, smirking down at me. "Please what, love?" His voice was velvet, cruel, and sweet all at once.
"More, please, don’t stop..." I gasped, arching my hips up to chase him, only for him to press a firm hand down on my stomach, pinning me in place. The restraint made my body burn even hotter.
"You’re so greedy," he murmured, sliding the vibrator out halfway, dragging it across my soaked folds before pressing it back in again—slowly and torturously. His tongue barely brushed me, feather-light strokes that made me shudder.
"Nick!" I cried, my voice breaking. "Don’t stop—please, don’t stop!"
He chuckled low. "Oh, I’m not stopping. I’m making you wait. You think you can come just because you want to? Not tonight, Georgia. Tonight you come when I decide."
"What?!" I protested. But before I could say more, he increased the vibration, making me scream, "Ahh!"
The vibrator pulsed deep, his tongue circling lazily, never giving me that firm pressure I craved. My body tightened, my climax building up—and then, right when I was about to shatter, he pulled the toy out and blew a cool breath over my swollen clit.
I screamed in frustration, my body trembling from the stolen release. "You jerk! Put it back!" I panted, my voice raw.
Nick laughed, low and dark, licking one slow stripe from bottom to top that made my whole body seize. "Careful, baby. Keep calling me names and I’ll keep denying you."
Tears pricked my eyes from the sheer intensity of it all. I was soaked, my thighs shaking, my chest heaving. "Please... please let me come. I need it back, Nick, I’m begging you."
He hummed like he was considering it, teasing my entrance with the vibrator but refusing to push it back in. His tongue flicked at my clit, then stopped, leaving me quivering, desperate.
"You beg so sweetly," he murmured, eyes glinting with wicked satisfaction. "But I want to hear you break. Tell me how bad you need me. Tell me you can’t take another second without me."
"I c-can’t..." My voice cracked, my throat tight as tears spilled down my temples. "Nick, I c-can’t take it anymore..." My hips bucked uselessly against his grip, every nerve in my body on fire, trembling under the weight of denied release.
His tongue hovered just above me, so close, but still not giving me what I craved. His smirk deepened, wicked and merciless. "What was that, love? Can’t what?"
My sob turned into a broken moan. "I can’t hold it—I can’t breathe—I need you. Please, baby... please let me come. I’ll do anything, just—just please!"
He pressed the vibrator back inside me, but slower, crueler, the deep hum rattling my insides. My walls clenched desperately, chasing after every pulse, and yet he held back again, pulling it out right as the pleasure crested.
I screamed, tears soaking into the cushion beneath me. My body shook violently. "Nick, I’m begging you! Please, please, don’t make me wait, I’m going crazy!" My words dissolved into incoherent sobs as another wave of heat coiled in my belly, only to be denied again.
Nick’s eyes darkened, his smugness softening into something hungrier, rawer. He licked a slow, deliberate circle around my clit and murmured, "That’s it... beg for me, love. Show me who owns your pleasure."
"I’m yours!" I sobbed, my voice hoarse. "You own me, love, you own all of me, make me come, I can’t—ahhh!"
And finally, mercifully, he pressed the vibrator deep and sealed his mouth over my clit, sucking hard. The sudden intensity shattered every wall inside me. My back arched violently, my scream tearing through the air as my climax ripped me apart.
It was devastating, endless. Wave after wave of release crashed through me, my thighs clamping against his head as I writhed, completely undone. My sobs turned into wild cries of relief, of surrender, of pure ecstasy.
Nick held me through it, not relenting, drinking in every spasm of my body until I collapsed, trembling, gasping for air, my tears and sweat mixing on my flushed skin.
He finally pulled away, his lips glistening, his chest heaving as he looked up at me with a proud, dangerous grin. "That’s my good girl... beautiful when you break for me. But We are not done here..."
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Thanks to Charity_4076 for the Golden Ticket!