Day 6: Overstimulation/Edging/Blindfold/Dom/Sub
Violet's breath came in slow, shallow bursts as she stood at the edge of the bed, her hands trembling slightly as Xaden carefully tied the blindfold around her eyes. She couldn't see anything now—only darkness—and the sensation of being completely unable to anticipate what was coming next sent a shiver down her spine. The air between them was thick with tension, anticipation building with every passing second as she felt the soft brush of the fabric tighten around her head, shutting out the rest of the world.
Xaden's touch was firm, confident, and commanding as he made the final adjustment to the blindfold. Even though she couldn't see him, she could feel the weight of his presence, the quiet intensity radiating off him as he stepped back, letting the silence settle over them like a blanket. Violet's heart raced, her senses heightened by the loss of sight, and she could hear the soft sounds of Xaden moving around the room—the faint rustle of fabric, the quiet scrape of his boots against the floor—but she had no idea what he was going to do next.
That was the thrilling part. Not knowing. Not seeing. Only feeling.
"Do you trust me?" Xaden's voice broke through the silence, low and rough, vibrating with a quiet dominance that sent a thrill straight through her. It wasn't a question he needed to ask, not really, but the weight of his words still hung in the air, reminding her of the trust that formed the foundation of everything between them.
Violet swallowed hard, her throat dry as she nodded, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Yes."
Xaden's fingers brushed lightly over her arm, his touch featherlight but full of promise. "Good," he murmured, his voice soft but commanding. "Because tonight, you're mine. Completely. And I'm going to push you further than I ever have before."
A shiver ran down her spine at the intensity in his voice, her pulse quickening as she felt his fingers trailing up her arm, over her shoulder, and down the curve of her spine. She was standing there, completely exposed and vulnerable, her body on display for him to do as he pleased, and the knowledge that she was utterly at his mercy made her breath hitch with anticipation.
The bed creaked softly as Xaden sat down behind her, his legs on either side of her as his hands moved to her hips, pulling her down into his lap. Violet felt the heat of his body against hers, his chest pressing against her back as he held her firmly in place, his fingers gripping her hips with a possessive strength that made her heart race.
"You're going to take everything I give you," Xaden whispered against her ear, his breath hot and teasing as his hands moved to slide over her thighs, his fingers pressing into her skin. "And you're not going to come until I say you can."
Violet's breath hitched, her body already trembling with the anticipation of what was to come. She nodded, biting her lip as she let herself sink into the sensation of his touch, his words wrapping around her like a promise.
"Good girl," he murmured, his voice a low, commanding growl that made her toes curl. His hands moved over her body with deliberate slowness, teasing her with featherlight touches that made her skin tingle, the loss of her sight heightening every sensation. She couldn't see what he was doing, couldn't predict his next move, and it made every touch feel like a revelation.
Xaden's hands roamed over her, his fingers tracing the curves of her body with maddening precision. He was taking his time, drawing out her anticipation, building her up slowly but relentlessly. Every touch was a deliberate tease, a slow burn of pleasure that made her breath come in short, shallow bursts. Violet's body ached for more, her hips shifting in his lap as she tried to press herself against him, but Xaden's grip on her hips tightened, holding her firmly in place.
"Be still," he growled softly, his voice thick with command as he nipped at the sensitive skin of her neck. "I'm not done with you yet."
Violet let out a shaky breath, her body trembling as she forced herself to stay still, her muscles tense with the effort. The sensation of being bound by nothing but his command was intoxicating, and the more he teased her, the more desperate she became.
Xaden's hand slid between her legs, his fingers brushing lightly against her slick folds, and Violet let out a soft gasp, her body arching instinctively toward his touch. But again, he pulled back, denying her the release she craved, his breath warm against her ear as he whispered, "You're not coming yet. Not until I say so."
The frustration mounted inside her, her body trembling with need as Xaden continued to tease her, his fingers ghosting over her most sensitive places but never giving her the pressure she needed. She could feel the heat pooling between her legs, her core aching for release, but Xaden was relentless, keeping her on the edge, never letting her fall.
"Xaden…" she whimpered, her voice shaky with desperation as her hands tugged at the sheets beneath her. "Please…"
His lips brushed against her ear, his voice a low, dangerous purr. "Not yet."
His hands moved to her thighs, spreading them wider as he shifted behind her, the heat of his body pressing against her back. Violet's breath hitched, her heart racing as she felt the cool air against her exposed skin, her muscles trembling with the effort of holding herself together.
And then, without warning, his fingers were inside her.
Violet gasped, her head falling back against his shoulder as his fingers thrust deep into her, stretching her in a way that made her entire body tense with pleasure. His other hand moved to her clit, rubbing slow, maddening circles that made her hips buck involuntarily, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps as the pleasure built inside her.
"Stay still," Xaden growled, his voice rough and commanding as his fingers thrust deeper, harder, his thumb pressing against her clit with just enough pressure to send a jolt of pleasure through her. "I told you, you're not coming until I say you can."
Violet whimpered, her body trembling beneath him as the pleasure surged higher, her muscles coiling tight with the effort of holding herself back. She was so close, so godsdamned close, but Xaden was still in complete control, his movements slow and deliberate as he kept her right on the edge.
"Please," she begged, her voice a desperate whine as she tugged at the sheets beneath her, her body trembling with the effort of holding herself together. "Please, Xaden, I can't—"
"You can," he interrupted, his fingers thrusting deeper, his pace quickening as his thumb pressed harder against her clit, sending another wave of pleasure crashing through her. "You're going to take everything I give you, Violet. Everything."
Violet whimpered, her body trembling violently as the pleasure surged higher, threatening to consume her. Every nerve in her body was on fire, her muscles tensing and coiling tighter with each deliberate thrust of Xaden's fingers. She was so close—so incredibly close—but he was still holding her back, pushing her to her limits without letting her fall over the edge.
His thumb pressed against her clit with just the right amount of pressure, sending a jolt of pleasure so intense that she arched her back, her hips grinding against his hand. But just when she thought he might finally let her come, he eased up again, slowing the movement of his fingers inside her and loosening his grip on her clit.
Violet let out a desperate, frustrated moan, her body trembling with the effort of holding herself together as he edged her again, denying her release just when it was within reach. The blindfold only heightened the sensation, making every touch feel more intense, more overwhelming. She couldn't see him, couldn't anticipate his next move, and that sense of helplessness—of being completely at his mercy—only made her ache more for him.
"Xaden, please," she begged, her voice a breathless whimper as she reached out blindly, her hands grasping for something to hold onto, anything to anchor herself to reality as her body trembled with need. "I can't take it anymore… please…"
He chuckled softly, the sound dark and low as his fingers slid out of her, leaving her gasping and trembling with frustration. "You can take more," he growled, his breath hot against her ear as he nipped at the sensitive skin of her neck. "I know you can."
Before she could protest, before she could even catch her breath, Xaden's fingers were inside her again, thrusting deep and fast, his thumb returning to her clit with renewed intensity. The sudden onslaught of sensation made Violet cry out, her head falling back against his shoulder as her body shook with the force of it. She was teetering on the edge now, her entire being consumed by the pleasure he was giving her, but once again, just as she felt herself starting to fall, Xaden pulled back.
"Not yet," he growled, his voice thick with command as his hand stilled inside her, holding her right on the brink of release without letting her tip over.
Violet let out a strangled sob, her body trembling violently as she tugged at the sheets beneath her, her legs shaking with the effort of holding herself together. She was so close—so godsdamned close—but Xaden was still denying her, still keeping her right there, teetering on the edge.
"Please," she whimpered again, her voice breaking with desperation as she twisted in his lap, her hips bucking against his hand in a futile attempt to chase the release he was still holding back. "Please, Xaden, I can't… I need to…"
"You'll come when I say you can," Xaden growled, his voice low and commanding as he gripped her hips tighter, holding her in place. "And not a second before."
Violet's breath hitched, her body trembling with frustration as she realized he wasn't going to let her have it—not yet. She was at his mercy, completely and utterly at his mercy, and the knowledge that he held all the power only made her ache for him more.
Xaden's fingers began to move again, slowly at first, teasing her with just enough pressure to make her hips buck involuntarily against him. His thumb brushed over her clit in maddeningly slow circles, sending sparks of pleasure racing through her, but still not enough to let her fall.
"You're such a good girl," he murmured, his voice a low growl as his fingers thrust deeper, harder, making her moan. "Taking everything I give you, even when it's too much."
Violet whimpered, her body trembling beneath him as the pleasure built higher and higher, her muscles tightening with the effort of holding herself back. She was teetering on the edge again, so close she could taste it, but Xaden still wasn't ready to let her have it.
And then, just as she thought she couldn't take it anymore, Xaden pulled his hand away entirely, leaving her gasping and shaking with the force of the denied release.
"No," she whimpered, her voice breaking as she reached out blindly, her hands trembling as they grasped at nothing. "Please, don't stop, I need to—"
But before she could finish, she felt him shift behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he positioned himself between her legs. The heat of his body pressed against her back, the weight of his presence grounding her as he lined himself up with her entrance, the tip of him just barely brushing against her.
"Xaden…" she gasped, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts as she felt the anticipation building inside her, the need for him so overwhelming she thought she might lose her mind. "Please…"
He growled softly, his grip on her hips tightening as he thrust into her in one smooth, powerful motion, burying himself deep inside her. The sensation of him filling her completely made Violet cry out, her body arching against him as the pleasure surged through her, the denied release only heightening the intensity of every movement.
Xaden didn't give her time to adjust, his hips snapping forward with a brutal rhythm as he thrust into her hard and fast, each movement sending shockwaves of pleasure crashing through her. His hands gripped her hips possessively, holding her in place as he fucked her with an intensity that made her entire body shake with the force of it.
But even now, he wasn't letting her have it.
Violet's breath came in short, desperate gasps as the pleasure built higher and higher, her muscles trembling with the effort of holding herself together. She was teetering on the edge, so close to release that every thrust sent her spiraling further into the pleasure, but Xaden was still holding her back, his pace controlled, deliberate, just slow enough to keep her on the brink without letting her fall.
"Xaden, please," she begged, her voice a breathless whine as she reached up, her hands blindly grasping at the air, her body trembling beneath him. "Please, I can't take it anymore, I need to—"
"You'll come when I tell you to," he growled, his voice low and commanding as he thrust into her harder, his pace quickening but still holding her back from the release she craved. "Not a second before."
Violet whimpered, her body shaking with need as she felt the pleasure building to an unbearable peak, her muscles tightening with the effort of holding herself together. She was so close—so incredibly close—but Xaden was still in complete control, still holding her on the edge, refusing to let her fall.
"Please," she whimpered again, her voice breaking as her body trembled violently beneath him. "I can't… I can't hold it anymore…"
Xaden growled softly, his hips snapping forward with a brutal intensity as he thrust into her harder, deeper, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered, "Now."
The command was all it took.
Violet's body tensed, her breath catching in her throat as the orgasm tore through her, more intense than anything she'd ever felt before. Her entire body shook with the force of it, her muscles tightening around him as she cried out, her hands grasping at the sheets as wave after wave of pleasure consumed her.
Xaden let out a low, guttural growl as he felt her release, his grip on her hips tightening as he thrust into her harder, his own release hitting him with a force that made his entire body tense. He buried himself deep inside her, filling her completely as he came, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he held her close, their bodies trembling together.
For a long moment, they stayed like that, their breaths mingling as they came down from the intensity of their shared release. The room was quiet, the only sound the soft crackling of the candle burning on the bedside table, casting a warm, flickering light over their entwined bodies.
Xaden reached up, his fingers gently untying the blindfold from around Violet's eyes. When the fabric fell away, she blinked up at him, her vision slowly coming back into focus as she met his gaze. His eyes were dark, but filled with a quiet tenderness as he looked down at her, his hand brushing gently over her cheek.
"You did so well," he whispered, his voice soft but filled with pride. "You took everything I gave you."
Violet's body was still trembling from the intensity of what they had shared, her breath coming in slow, uneven gasps as she lay beneath him, utterly spent. Every inch of her was humming with the lingering pleasure, her muscles still loose and heavy from the overwhelming sensation of release. But now, as Xaden's words washed over her, the heat and intensity of their encounter began to soften into something more tender.
He brushed a lock of her silver hair away from her face, his touch gentle as his dark eyes searched hers, looking for any sign of discomfort. His usual intensity had faded, replaced by a quiet concern that made Violet's heart swell. Xaden had always been intense, always powerful, but he had a way of balancing that with deep care, especially in moments like this.
Violet smiled up at him, her body relaxing further under his gaze, the warmth of his touch grounding her. "I'm okay," she whispered, her voice soft but steady. "I feel… good."
Xaden's eyes softened at her words, and he leaned down to press a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Good," he murmured, his lips lingering there for a moment before he pulled back slightly. "But let me take care of you now."
He shifted off of her, moving slowly so as not to disturb the quiet intimacy between them. Violet's body protested slightly as he moved away, the loss of his warmth making her shiver, but she watched as he stood and retrieved a soft towel from the bedside table. The cool air in the room brushed against her skin, and she realized just how much she was still trembling from the aftermath of their intense session.
Without a word, Xaden knelt beside the bed, his movements slow and deliberate as he carefully wiped her down with the towel, cleaning the evidence of their shared pleasure with a tenderness that made Violet's chest tighten. His touch was soothing, and he worked in silence, his focus entirely on her, ensuring that she was comfortable and cared for.
The intimacy of the moment—this quiet, gentle care—was just as powerful as the intensity they had shared moments before. Violet watched him, her heart swelling with affection as he moved with such quiet precision, his gaze soft and full of love as he tended to her.
When he was done, Xaden set the towel aside and climbed back into bed beside her, pulling the covers up around them as he wrapped an arm around her, drawing her close to his chest. Violet sighed softly as she curled against him, her head resting on his shoulder as she felt the warmth of his body settle over her like a protective shield.
The steady beat of his heart beneath her ear was comforting, grounding her in the quiet aftermath of their passion. She could feel the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed, his arm tightening around her as if he wanted to hold her even closer.
"You're amazing," he murmured, his voice soft but filled with sincerity as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "You trust me so much, and I don't take that for granted."
Violet smiled, her fingers lightly tracing patterns on his chest as she snuggled closer to him. "I trust you with everything," she whispered, her voice full of warmth. "You always take care of me."
Xaden's hand moved to gently stroke her hair, his touch soothing as he held her close. "And I always will," he promised, his voice low and tender. "No matter what. I'll always make sure you're okay."
They lay there in comfortable silence for a while, their bodies tangled together beneath the blankets, the warmth of their connection wrapping around them like a blanket. The intensity of their encounter had faded into a quiet, peaceful intimacy, the kind that only came from the deep trust they shared.
Violet felt herself beginning to drift, the exhaustion from the night's events settling over her like a soft wave. But even as sleep began to pull her under, she felt completely safe, completely cared for, knowing that Xaden was right there with her, holding her close.
Before she could fall asleep entirely, Xaden's voice broke the silence, his tone soft but full of concern. "Do you need anything? Water, food… anything to help you recover?"
Violet shook her head slightly, a small smile tugging at her lips as she pressed herself closer to him. "Just this," she whispered, her voice thick with contentment. "Just you."
Xaden chuckled softly, his hand continuing to stroke her hair as he pressed another kiss to her temple. "Then I'm not going anywhere."