With both legs spread wide he crawls over me, pausing for a moment to swipe his tongue over my slit. I buck, but my legs stay where they are.
“I’ve been imagining what you’d look like all tied up for me since the day I showed you around my office and you rubbed your ass all over me.” The back of his hand trails up my thigh, sending a spray of goose bumps up my flesh and causing my nipples to tighten. “Perfect. Arms up.”
“The sweater,” I say even as I hold up my arms and he secures my wrists together over my head.
“My sweater is staying on while I fuck you.” He leans in, pressing a kiss against my cheek. “Gotta keep you warm. Now, close those eyes for me and relax.”
The final scarf is folded so it covers my face and I’m in complete darkness.
He gets off me and my body protests, arching to find him, to call him back to me. The crinkle of a wrapper cuts through the air.
“You brought the condoms?” I laugh.
“Of course I did. I wasn’t going to get here unprepared in case, well, in case this happened.” He chuckles.
I hear him walk toward where I think the end of the bed is. Everything in me tunes into him and this moment. Anticipation builds alongside my increasing heart rate.
The bed moves. Fuck. What is he going to do? Is he going to fuck me? Eat me out?
His mouth connects to my clit, sucking. I moan, pulling against my restraints. He laps at me hungrily before fucking me with his tongue and I scream his name. Not seeing him and not knowing what he’ll do next adds a dose of adrenaline that heightens every sensation swirling through me. I’ve never gotten this close to coming so fast.
And then he’s gone, pulling away.
“Fuck you,” I bite out. “Edging me after this morning.”
“Call it payback.”
He thinks he’s so clever. And he just might be, having me like this to play with as he likes.
There’s another shift, then his thigh brushes over mine and his dick teases along my pussy as he coats himself. He thrusts into me in one go and I curse for all I’m worth. He’s relentless, picking up a brutal, punishing pace that causes the iron bed frame to rattle against the wall.
“Maybe I’ll just keep you like this forever. Splayed out for me whenever I want. Tell me that doesn’t sound good.”
But my brain has officially melted and I can’t think of any other word besides his name. It bursts out of me over and over again as my body tenses. The orgasm causes stars to explode in the darkness of my covered eyes. All I am is blinding pleasure as he fucks me through it.
He pulls out and I sag into the mattress. His legs straddle me, knees landing near my waist and there’s a sound? Fuck, what is that?
Cold flashes across my chest as he flips up the sweater.
“These tits.” His fingers work over my nipples, pinching and rolling them between thumb and forefinger in a way that zaps down to my clit. “I’m going to use them to make myself come. Okay, baby?”
“Yes, fuck. Do it.”
Large hands cup my breasts and press them together. His hard cock pushes against them and works into the tight gap. He groans as he thrusts, still toying with my nipples, as he chases his own pleasure. I can't think of anything hotter than how he is obsessed with every inch of my body.
It can’t be more than a minute before he groans and a gush of warm liquid covers me.
“You have no idea how good you look, Henri.”
“There’s one way to show me.”
I have to blink against the light as the scarf is removed. Then Liam runs a finger through the cum coating my breasts and stomach. He lifts it to my mouth and I lick it clean.
“All warmed up?” he asks with a smirk.
“Nice and toasty.” I lick my lips.
He unties me from the bed and cleans me up with a warm towel. We end up agreeing to stay at the cabin the amount of time we originally intended to, and will be heading back on Christmas Eve. We go to bed together again that night and the heater struggles against the low temperature, but with Liam pressed against me it’s not bad at all.
