A Jade's Trick (Lilly Black's Jaded Series Book 1) by Lilly Black Page B

it's gone...it's gone," I say, hoping he'll understand what I mean because I can't just come out and say it.  Stopping him is more direction than I've ever given.
    "I know how a clit works, Evan," he says.  "Trust me."  He puts his hand over my eyes and pushes my head gently back into the pillow, and I try to clear my mind as he kisses my breasts, making my nipples harden as he bites down, reawakening my longing for him as he coaxes my mindset back into the realm of possibility.  I shut out everything but Cain as he starts again, teasing me lightly, and it feels so good, like it did when he started the first time...until he begins to speed up.  Just as it has always been with me, the subtlest of clues that what is happening to me could lead to orgasm is what makes me go numb.  It isn't fair!
    " Cain ," I say in a tiny, remorseful voice.  " It's...it's not... " 
    "Not happening?" he hisses through gritted teeth, and the patient man I know is instantly gone as a change comes over him.  "Fuck this!" 
    He gets up and drags me to the foot of the bed by my legs, yanking my panties off, turning me over, and forcing me onto all fours.  He's scaring me, but I don't fight it because I don't care what he does to me at this point.  He can fuck me, dominate me, punish me, beat me with one of his leather whips...I deserve it.
    I hold my crawling position as I hear Cain looking through drawers, then he suddenly puts his arms around me, cupping my breasts in his hands and pulling me upright on my knees.  He kisses my neck ferociously, biting me as he unhooks my front-closure bra, tossing it aside, leaving me naked and feeling exposed even in the near darkness of my bedroom.  I try to show him by covering myself with my hands, but this Cain doesn't have the same tolerance for my issues.  He grabs a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back.
    "You are going to lie back on that bed, free your mind of whatever the fuck is standing in my way, and I'm going to make you come.  If at any point I have to stop again, I will put you over my knee and spank you until you can't sit down.  Do you understand me?" he asks, stern and serious.
    "Yes," I say meekly.
    "Yes, Sir," he demands, pulling my hair harder to punctuate it.  When I don't obey, he pushes me forward onto the bed, and though I put my hands out to catch myself, I'm not quick enough.
    "I should spank you for your disrespect alone," he spits as I land flat on my face.  I don't say anything, lying there motionless, reduced to the automaton state he's initiated without realizing.
    "On your back," he orders, but I can't comply, which incenses him, earning me a hard slap on the ass before he rolls me over himself.  Growling his displeasure, he comes to the head of the bed, and I see what he got out of my drawers.  With two of my belts in hand, he ties the first around my right wrist and the other around my left, securing both to their respective bedposts.
    Bound and helpless, when Cain's lips meet mine again, he's hungrier than before, not just kissing but possessing my mouth, claiming it and all of the rest of me as his to do with as he wishes, and I can't imagine why I would ever want to be anything but what I am at this moment - entirely under his command.  I don't feel at all like I thought I would.  I was afraid it would dredge up parts of my past best forgotten, but it doesn't feel like he's repeating the abuse.  He's chasing away the ghosts, making my submission to him the function of the automaton, no longer driven by the conditioning that created her.
    "Don't think," he instructs me as I feel his hand slide over my stomach, inching close to forbidden territory, but he doesn't touch me directly.  Instead he uses his palm on me, barely moving, just letting me feel his warmth and presence.  His lips begin to kiss downward, and by the time they reach the target, inside my head I'm begging for attention from his mouth.  I hear a faint mmmm as he finds my clit erect at