She wasn’t sure she could.And she wasn’t sure how to communicate that.
“Just a few more seconds.”
His fingers dug into her hipbones.She felt the movement of their bodies, her front pressed into the leather couch, the backs of her thighs against his muscular legs.
Surprising her, he dragged her back as he thrust inside her.
“Come for me, sweet Sofia.”
She exhaled as the climax claimed her.Maybe because of the series of denials, it rocked her, making her dizzy.She sobbed out his name.
Moments later she felt him pulse inside her.He shifted one hand and plowed it into her hair as he continued to jerk his pelvis.
She had no sense of how long she stayed there or how long he held her.Time lost meaning as the earth seemed to hurtle through space.
It could have been minutes later when she realized he was speaking to her in soft tones.
“Sensational, Sofia.”
She turned her head to the side.
He eased his cock from her then she felt him tugging on the plug.
“I can do that.”
“I’m sure you can,” he replied.“You’re not done with the scene until I say you are.”
Since she was still helpless, she had no choice but to let him, even though part of her wished the couch would open up and swallow her.
He used a damp towel to wipe her.
Eventually he removed the cuffs, taking time to massage her skin and urge her to move slowly.
She shrugged several times before stretching out her arms.
Then he took off the blindfold.
She opened her eyes to see him crouched next to her, wearing nothing other than a pleased smile.
He smoothed a finger over one of her eyebrows.“You were submissive perfection,” he said.
The approval magnified the experience for her.
“The window thing?Do that anytime you want.”
She grinned.
“Let me help you up.”He lifted her, and she put her arms around him.“Hold on.”
“What?”
He walked toward the stairs.
“You can’t carry me the whole way,” she protested.
“According to whom?”
She held on tighter as he negotiated the metal staircase.“You are at least half crazy.”
