Chapter 297
Chapter 297:
“Please,” she begs, her voice breaking. “I need it, Sir. I need you p>
“Good girl,” I praise, turning the wand on.
The low hum fills the room as I press the wand against her, her body jerking at the contact. Her moans are immediate, loud and desperate, her hands clawing at the sheets as the vibrations build.
“Ryder—Sir—” she gasps, her words dissolving into incoherent cries.
“Come for me, baby vixen,” I command, increasing the intensity. “Let me see you lose control p>
Her body arches off the bed, her screams echoing as her orgasm tears through her. But I don’t stop. I hold the wand in place, pushing her higher, driving her into a second, even more intense climax.
“Fuck, I can’t,” she sobs, her body trembling violently.
“Yes, you can,” I growl, sliding two fingers inside her while the wand keeps working her clit. “You’re mine, Vixen. You’ll take everything I give you p>
Her third orgasm crashes over her, her screams turning into sobs as she convulses around my fingers. I finally pull the wand away, my hand stroking her trembling thighs as she comes down.
“You did so well,” I murmur, leaning over her and brushing a kiss against her damp forehead. “My strong, beautiful girl p>
She smiles weakly, her eyes fluttering open. “I’ll always take everything for you, Sir,” she whispers.
I smirk, lying beside her and pulling her into my arms. “Rest for now, baby vixen,” I murmur, stroking her hair. “But don’t think I’m done with you yet p>
Her soft laugh is muffled against my chest. “I wouldn’t dream of it p>
Ryder’s POV
𝙍𝖊𝗅𝗂𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖊 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖼𝖾:
Jasmine’s laugh is a soft, breathless sound against my chest, a reminder of just how much she trusts me, how much she’s willing to give me. It’s intoxicating, knowing I can push her to her limits and beyond, and she’ll still crave more. My fingers trail through her hair, my touch gentle—a stark contrast to the raw intensity of moments before.
Her breathing starts to even out, her body molding into mine, but I’m not ready for this to end. My hunger for her isn’t sated—it never is. She stirs slightly as I tighten my grip around her waist, and I know she can feel my hardening cock pressing into her thigh.
“You think I’m letting you rest that easily, baby vixen?” I murmur, my voice a low growl that rumbles deep in my chest.
She lifts her head, her eyes still heavy-lidded and dazed, but the spark—that untamed fire—flickers to life again. A slow, wicked smile spreads across her swollen lips.
“I was hoping you wouldn’t, Sir p>
My jaw clenches at her defiance, the challenge in her eyes stoking the embers of my desire into a roaring blaze. I roll her onto her back, pinning her beneath me, my hands bracing on either side of her head. Her legs part instinctively, wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer.
“Careful what you wish for, vixen,” I whisper darkly, my lips grazing hers but not giving her the kiss she so clearly craves. “I’m not done breaking you yet p>
She shivers beneath me, her pupils blown wide, her breath coming in short, shallow bursts.
“I don’t want you to be done,” she whispers, her voice trembling with need. “I want you to ruin me, Ryder p>