“I always knew you were smart. No time like the present, hmm?”
“Let me go so I can touch you.”
“No. You don’t need your hands to touch me.” Grant left her to grab a tie.
“What’s that?” Intrigued, she watched him stalk her, his erection returning to full mast.
“Some fun. Come off the bed and turn around.”
She did and let him tie her wrists behind her back with a tie that felt like silk. Then he turned her around. “And I want to put a blindfold on you. It’ll make you feel more.”
“I, ah, okay.”
He returned with another tie, but before he put it over her eyes, he cupped her cheek and leaned in to kiss her. “I would never hurt you. I want you to know that.”
“Not even if I asked for a spanking?”
His slow smile had her heart racing. “Well, only then. I just want you to feel what I feel when I’m with you.”
“I do.”
“Nope. You don’t. But you will.”
Grant blindfolded her then propped her against a nearby wall. “Spread your feet wide. Wider. Good.”
Before she could guess what he intended, she felt his mouth on hers, the only press of flesh where Grant touched her. Her wrists tied behind her against the small of her back, she was unable to touch him. And he’d been right, the weird feeling of helplessness turned her way on, as did her inability to predict what he might do next.
A hand cupped her breast, stroking her nipple just as Grant plunged his tongue into her mouth and teased her.
“Fuck, you’re wet,” he said later, his fingers toying with her clit, drugging her with pleasure.
“Grant, please.”
“I promise to please you.” He kissed her again, then trailed a path down her body to the throbbing between her legs.
She arched into him, ready for his mouth, and he didn’t disappoint her.
Before she knew it, Piper’s orgasm had her crying out, Grant’s mouth and hands bringing her to a bliss that wouldn’t end. When he finally pulled his mouth away, still stroking her with those large, hot hands, she trembled.
“On your knees,” he ordered in a gritty voice.
Excited and flushed, spent from her climax, she obeyed, eager to please him back.
“Open your mouth. I want to see those lips sucking me,” he growled. “Eat me up. Swallow me down.”
She moaned, eager for him.
“Tell me you want it,” he said, his voice thick.
Still excited, she nodded. “I want your cock.”
“Fuck.” He pressed against her mouth, and she opened, sucking his dick while he remained still.
She took him all in, then started working him. But Grant was already slick, his precum salty and a testament to his arousal. She worked him harder, eager to make him feel as good as she did. Knowing how eager she made him only increased her ardor.
His moans and grunts, the way he gripped her hair, all of it had her moaning and needing his release.
“I’m so close. God, you get me hot,” he admitted in a harsh whisper. “Piper. Oh yeah.”
