I slid my finger inside the waistband of my leopard-spotted thong, getting ready to rid myself of it, when Talon shook his head slightly.

“Leave it on for a minute, blue eyes. Let me just look at you. You’re so sexy. So beautiful.”

I had never been overly excited about my body. I knew I had great boobs, but most of the time they were more of a pain than a pleasure for me because I was so limited in the clothing I could wear. I had a fairly wide waist and narrow hips, and my legs were nothing special. I’d always thought that Marj—long, lean, and lithe—had the perfect body, even though she was nearly six feet tall. But standing here, nearly naked, my breasts falling gently against my chest and my nipples hardening into brownish-pink knobs, with the man I loved more than life itself looking at me with such longing and desire, I felt like the most beautiful woman in the universe.

“Lie down on the bed, blue eyes,” Talon said.

My thong still in place, I obeyed.

“Play with those hard nipples,” he commanded.

As if of their own volition, my fingers trailed up my abdomen over the swelling globes of my breasts, to find each nipple. Just one whisper of a touch from my own hand, and they hardened even further. I traced my fingers over them first, a light feathery touch, and then I pinched one. I sighed.

“Yeah,” he said. “Just like that. You’re so gorgeous. Pinch those nipples for me, blue eyes. Twist them.”

When I twisted them, spikes of heat bubbled to my core. I was wet. I could feel it—that feeling when my pussy became the whole world. Nothing like it.

“Keep playing with them, Jade. Get them nice and ripe for me.” Talon, still fully clothed, walked over to his dresser and came back a moment later.

In his hands, he held the instruments I remembered. They looked like tiny pairs of pliers, the ends covered in black vinyl.

“I went easy on you last time. We’ll see how you do today. You ready?”

I nodded. My nipples were hard and ready. He attached one and then the other, and I sucked in a breath.

“Good?”

I closed my eyes. “Yeah, baby. Good.”

“The beauty of these is that they’re adjustable. This is what I gave you last time. Are you ready for a little more?”

The pain of the nipple clamps was outweighed by the incredible pleasure coursing through my blood. Squeezing them harder would only help, I was sure.

“Please, baby, give me more.”

He adjusted them, and I sucked in a breath. Pain. Such good pain. The sense of immediacy, the pleasure, was unmatched.

“Open your eyes, baby,” Talon said. “Open your eyes and look at your ruby-red nipples squeezed in the clamps. Fucking gorgeous.”

I obeyed and looked down at my ample breasts, my nipples bound between the black vinyl clamps. And oh my God, my pleasure increased tenfold. I had no idea the visual could be so stimulating.

“Oh my God, Talon. It is beautiful, isn’t it?”

His eyes were heavy-lidded and glazed over. “So beautiful, blue eyes. You’re so fucking beautiful.”

I was ready for him. “I’m wet, Talon. So wet for you. Will you fuck me now? Please?”

He stood before me, a beautiful god, still fully clothed. “Not yet, blue eyes. But I can give you a little bit of relief.” He removed my thong and inserted two fingers into my wet cunt.

I snapped around him, spasming, convulsing, milking those two fingers. The orgasm coursed through me, all the way up to my breasts, spiraling around to my nipples that were still clamped and so full of pleasure.

“Talon! Talon! God, so good.”

“That’s it, baby. Come. Come for me. Come all over my fingers. Show me how much I turn you on.”

I continued groaning, finally coming down from my orgasmic high.

When I finally opened my eyes, Talon stood over me, a beautiful blur of brown hair, scorching black eyes, and golden skin, but damn it, he still had clothes on.

“Talon, please, get naked. I need you.”

His lips curved up to the left. “In good time, blue eyes.”

He walked back to the dresser and came back again with more goodies. Were those…?

“Recognize these?”

They weren’t anything I had seen from him before, but I knew what they were. Handcuffs. Two pairs.

“These aren’t run-of-the-mill toys either. These are real. Solid steel, the kind the cops use.”

Shivers shot through me. What would he do with them? I couldn’t wait to find out.

“Grab the bars of the headboard, blue eyes.”

It never occurred to me to question his demands. I obeyed, and within seconds, he handcuffed me to the bed.

“Are you doing okay with the clamps?”

I closed my eyes and nodded.

“Verbal,” he reminded me.

“Yes.”

“Remember your safe word?”

“Yes,” I said again.

“Use it if this gets to be too much, all right, baby?”

“Yes,” I said for the third time.

He walked back over to the dresser and came back with a red bandanna. “This isn’t as soft as your silk scarf from the other night, but it will work.” He folded it and tied it over my eyes. “Everything all right, baby?”

I nodded.

“Verbal.”

“I’m sorry. Yes. Everything is fine.”

“Good, good.” His voice was low and soothing. “Now spread those pretty little legs, and we’ll see what surprises I have in store for you.”

My nipples were burning from the clamps, and all I could think of was how much I wanted his cock inside me.

Talon had other things in mind though. Something hard and cold suddenly entered me.

“Ben wa balls, baby. I want you to hold them inside your pussy, okay?”

“Yes,” I said.

“God, you’re still so wet. I don’t even need to lube these up.”

Another ball teased the lips of my pussy and then entered me.

“I want you to rock your hips, baby. Rock those beautiful hips and see what this does for you.”

I obeyed, and— “Oh!” A vibration, subtle but very pleasurable.

“Keep those balls inside you, baby. If you feel them falling out, pull your muscles in. I want those balls in there.”

“Yes,” I said.

“I’m going to push your thighs forward. You’re going to feel a little bit of lube on your ass, all right?”