The Wrong Brother's Temptation novel Chapter 135

Sienna

Then he came forward, settling between my legs with his clothes still on as he held the bottle on top of me.

“Lie down” He ordered and I did, my hands thrown on either side as I uselessly tried to hold onto something,

And then he poured the whiskey over me, the cool liquid making me gasp as it hit my skin.

It trickled down my body, pooling in the hollow of my throat, sliding down my chest, my stoinach, and my thighs. I shivered, my body tensing as the liquid made contact with my sensitive flesh.

Connor leaned over me, his tongue darting out to lick the whiskey from my skin.

He started at my neck, his tongue tracing the path of the liquid, his mouth hot and wet against my skin.

I moaned, my body arching into his touch as he moved down my body, his tongue lapping up the whiskey.

My hands tried to grab him because I desperately wanted to run my hands through his hair but he slapped them away.

“I want to touch you” I pleaded but he didn’t take his mouth off my skin.

“You have to wait for that”

I squirmed at that and my hands flew to reach for him anyway. The result was him biting into my nipple hard enough to make me scream loudly.

And as if that was not enough he tugged at it, while his teeth firmly claniped over my hardened peak.

I let out another scream that came out more like a strangled moan but when he looked up my hands were still inching for him.

He straightened and I almost cried due to the loss of touch.

“Don’t make me tie you down, Speckles.”

Instead of fear, he saw my eyes widen and he chuckled darkly. “Do you want to?”

I recalled how hot it had been when he had tied me inside his car, spanked and fucked me just outside my

“Y–yes”

He smirked and then walked back to the car to open the door. Seconds later he emerged with a roll of tape.

“This should do for now”

door.

I watched him greedily as he positioned me to his liking and then fore off patches of the tape to glue my hands and legs to the hood firmly.

I was spread open for him, taped to his car hood and completely at his mercy.

Somehow it was a huge turn on for me.

“You’re loving this punishment a bit too much” He muttered, and grabbed the bottle of whiskey again to pour it on me.

And then he would occasionally bite, a torturous combination of biting and licking my nipples that he poured the liquid on my breasts more than once.

The night continued to get darker and colder with gusts of cool winds blowing from the river towards me.

I shivered every now and then despite my body being on fire. I felt his touch and his kisses even when he had moved the next spot.

I was used to him being fast and rough, this slow and torturous Connor was going to be the death of me.

He licked every drop from my skin, his tongue tracing the curve of my breast, and moving down towards the dip of m stomach, the soft flesh of my inner thighs.

I writhed beneath him, my body aching with need and my core wet and throbbing as I begged him to touch me where needed him most.

But he wasn’t ready to give me what I wanted.

He chuckled, his breath hot against my core as he pulled back, his fingers tracing the seam of my lips. “Not yet, speckles murmured, his voice dark and dangerous. “You haven’t earned it yet.”

I whimpered, my body trembling with need. “Please, Connor,” I begged, my voice ragged. “I can’t handle this.”

He considered it and then replied. “Well, I asked you to repeat everything you said earlier in detail but you didn’t”

I gulped. I had said that in the rush of the moment. But saying it now when he was already teasing me…I felt very embarrassed.

My cheeks must have turned beet red because he murmured against my skin.

“Start talking or I will torture you the entire night”

I took in a few deep breaths to get my brain to think clearly.

“I…I loved it when you kissed me in front of…everyone”

As if in a reward, his fingers slipped inside me.

I moaned, my body arching into his touch as he began to move, and I felt my juices trickling down my thighs.

Oh Goddess, I was about to come.

But just a second before I could experience that bliss, he pulled his fingers out, his touch disappearing completely.

I cried out, my body convulsing as the orgasm slipped through my fingers. “No!” I cried, my hands struggling uselessly against the tape and my body writhing as I tried to find release.

Connor chuckled, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he watched me squirm. “How’s that for punishment?”

I begged and pleaded, but he was in complete control, and kept torturing me, his touch bringing me to the edge only to pull back at the last possible moment repeatedly.

I could feel the tears pricking at the corners of my eyes, my body/aching with need and growing frustration as I begged for

more.

When begging didn’t work, I dared something very risky.

He was still pumping in and out of me with his fingers, but the bulge in his pants was very obvious.

There was just one way to get him to stop torturing me and increase his speed.

“I hate you” I said all of a sudden and he stopped, looking up at me.

Even I was surprised that my voice came out so smoothly but I had his attention now.

“What?” He looked up at me in disbelief.

“You think I can’t take you, can’t satisfy you unless you get me all hot and bothered but you are only denying yourself you want.”

“Am I?”

I nodded, my mouth watering at the bulge that seemed to twitch in his pants.

“Yes, you are bullying me into submission when all you want to do is take your clothes off and…fuck me.”

Connor’s eyes narrowed and he leaned forward to grab me by the throat, pulling me closer but the tape held my hands in place, straining my arms.

“Now you can suddenly talk?”

“I always cried and begged until I couldn’t take it anymore even in childhood…so this is my body’s….fight or flight respon

Connor smiled. “Fine then keep reminding yourself how much you hate me while I fuck you.”

The trick seemed to work because he finally undressed and then his thick and large cock sprang free.

“Of…ofcourse I hate you” I said even though my eyes stared at his length like a greedy wanton.

He noticed it too as he leaned down on me, the head of his cock rubbing just over my entrance.

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