never left hers. She was overwhelmed completely. Delicious tendrils of
bliss combined with the dull ache of his aggressive pounding. She wanted it.
She wanted every moment. Her wrists stung as she pulled harder on the ropes.
The burn added to her pleasure.
Then he twisted or swiveled. Something. Suddenly he was
hitting her just right. Her thighs quivered and her blood hummed. She couldn’t
think and her hearing dimmed. Every molecule in her body focused on where their
bodies joined and their skin touched. He wouldn’t let her shake her head to
clear it and then it was too late.
She shattered again. He rode her through it. He never let up
and she never came down.
Suddenly he pressed fully against her pussy and groaned into
her mouth. She could feel his release deep inside her. She panted, finally able
to let her body wind down. He lay braced above her on his forearms as her body
twitched here and there. She felt wetness slide into the shell of her ear.
Tears leaked from her eyes and she had no way to wipe them away.
He shifted and she winced. The delicate flesh of her pussy
felt swollen and bruised.
“Damn. I didn’t mean to take you so roughly.” He wiped the
tears from her eyes. “I apologize.”
“Don’t. You didn’t really hurt me. It’s just you’re a bit
bigger than I’m used to. I adjusted.” She didn’t want him to feel guilty when
she’d just had two stellar orgasms. Each better than any she’d ever felt
before. She wouldn’t share that information with him, though.
He stared into her eyes as if looking for truth in them. She
maintained eye contact and attempted to appear unfazed. Finally, he leaned
forward and kissed her neck. She knew she had to be sweaty and wondered how he
could stand to do it. His hands released her and he slowly pulled from her
body. She tried to bite back each wince, but knew she’d failed as his mouth
tightened into a grimace. He moved from the bed and she heard a side door open
and water run.
She was too tired to even close her legs. She needed a few
moments.
He returned with a cloth and wiped the folds of her pussy.
She tried to close her legs, but he grabbed one ankle and held her leg in the
air.
“Be still,” he said.
The gentle tone of his voice lent his words a silent please,
so she chose not to take offense. And she was tired.
“I don’t like to be handled,” she said softly.
His thumb rubbed her ankle and she felt her pussy gush. She
knew he had to see it, since his eyes were focused between her legs. She
sighed.
“You shouldn’t tell lies,” he said quietly.
He looked at her face, then turned away from the bed with
the cloth. She’d completely missed the extra door when he’d dragged her into the
room. He stood at a black sink in what looked to be a small bathroom.
“Were you planning on releasing me any time soon?” She held
her arms still. Her wrists were a little raw.
The water shut off and he moved to the bathroom doorway. “I
don’t know. When you’re loose, you tend to attack me. You scream, moan and have
orgasms tied up.”
Her face felt hot and she prayed to whatever higher power
was out there that her skin was dark enough that her blush didn’t show.
“I like that shade of red on you,” he said.
She blew out and allowed herself to pout for a moment. Luck
just wasn’t running her way this year. When had it ever?
She pressed her feet flat against the bed and pushed herself
up. When she had enough give on the rope around her wrists, she wrapped her hands
around it and pulled up to a sitting position. She was aware of him watching
her as she tried to unbind herself. She realized right away how impossible it
would be.
She caught movement out of the corner of her eyes and moved
her legs before he sat on them. She scowled at him, but he only reached over
and patted her thigh.
“Let’s negotiate,” he said. His iron-clad control was back.
She admitted to herself she was slightly miffed he could
gaze at her naked with a
bliss combined with the dull ache of his aggressive pounding. She wanted it.
She wanted every moment. Her wrists stung as she pulled harder on the ropes.
The burn added to her pleasure.
Then he twisted or swiveled. Something. Suddenly he was
hitting her just right. Her thighs quivered and her blood hummed. She couldn’t
think and her hearing dimmed. Every molecule in her body focused on where their
bodies joined and their skin touched. He wouldn’t let her shake her head to
clear it and then it was too late.
She shattered again. He rode her through it. He never let up
and she never came down.
Suddenly he pressed fully against her pussy and groaned into
her mouth. She could feel his release deep inside her. She panted, finally able
to let her body wind down. He lay braced above her on his forearms as her body
twitched here and there. She felt wetness slide into the shell of her ear.
Tears leaked from her eyes and she had no way to wipe them away.
He shifted and she winced. The delicate flesh of her pussy
felt swollen and bruised.
“Damn. I didn’t mean to take you so roughly.” He wiped the
tears from her eyes. “I apologize.”
“Don’t. You didn’t really hurt me. It’s just you’re a bit
bigger than I’m used to. I adjusted.” She didn’t want him to feel guilty when
she’d just had two stellar orgasms. Each better than any she’d ever felt
before. She wouldn’t share that information with him, though.
He stared into her eyes as if looking for truth in them. She
maintained eye contact and attempted to appear unfazed. Finally, he leaned
forward and kissed her neck. She knew she had to be sweaty and wondered how he
could stand to do it. His hands released her and he slowly pulled from her
body. She tried to bite back each wince, but knew she’d failed as his mouth
tightened into a grimace. He moved from the bed and she heard a side door open
and water run.
She was too tired to even close her legs. She needed a few
moments.
He returned with a cloth and wiped the folds of her pussy.
She tried to close her legs, but he grabbed one ankle and held her leg in the
air.
“Be still,” he said.
The gentle tone of his voice lent his words a silent please,
so she chose not to take offense. And she was tired.
“I don’t like to be handled,” she said softly.
His thumb rubbed her ankle and she felt her pussy gush. She
knew he had to see it, since his eyes were focused between her legs. She
sighed.
“You shouldn’t tell lies,” he said quietly.
He looked at her face, then turned away from the bed with
the cloth. She’d completely missed the extra door when he’d dragged her into the
room. He stood at a black sink in what looked to be a small bathroom.
“Were you planning on releasing me any time soon?” She held
her arms still. Her wrists were a little raw.
The water shut off and he moved to the bathroom doorway. “I
don’t know. When you’re loose, you tend to attack me. You scream, moan and have
orgasms tied up.”
Her face felt hot and she prayed to whatever higher power
was out there that her skin was dark enough that her blush didn’t show.
“I like that shade of red on you,” he said.
She blew out and allowed herself to pout for a moment. Luck
just wasn’t running her way this year. When had it ever?
She pressed her feet flat against the bed and pushed herself
up. When she had enough give on the rope around her wrists, she wrapped her hands
around it and pulled up to a sitting position. She was aware of him watching
her as she tried to unbind herself. She realized right away how impossible it
would be.
She caught movement out of the corner of her eyes and moved
her legs before he sat on them. She scowled at him, but he only reached over
and patted her thigh.
“Let’s negotiate,” he said. His iron-clad control was back.
She admitted to herself she was slightly miffed he could
gaze at her naked with a
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