She jumped again, yelping softly. “What are you doing?”
“Shh, baby. It won’t hurt. It’s only a finger. Relax.”
A moment later, as I fingered her pussy, she relaxed and pressed back, allowing my finger to enter her asshole. Slowly, I moved them in rhythm, with one finger in her ass and two in her pussy, all while nibbling on her ass cheeks.
She started to gyrate her hips in unison with my hand as I gently pressed a second finger into her ass. She paused, adjusting to the added digit before she started to move back and forth with increased speed.
Just as I felt her approaching orgasm, I removed my fingers.
She peered over her shoulder, glaring at me. “I was about to come!”
“Not like this, princess. I need to be inside you,” I said with a grin on my face as I stood. “Lie on the bed.”
She walked to the bed as I made my way to my dresser. I opened the drawer and removed the restraints. I needed her to keep still for what I had planned for her. I’d claimed most of her body, along with her soul, but I needed to know she was mine and always would be.
“What do you think you are going to do with those?” she asked with wide eyes.
I sat down, brushing my hands against her cheek. “Do you trust me, love?”
“Yes.”
“Do you believe I won’t hurt you?” I swallowed hard, silently praying that she’d say yes.
“Yes,” she said.
“I want to tie you up so you can’t squirm away from the mind-bending orgasm I am about to give to you,” I said, knowing that once I had her tied down, her ass was mine for the taking. “Is that okay with you?”
She nodded, lying back. “Yes.”
“Never. I’ll never hurt you,” I promised, moving to the right side of the bed. Holding one strap in my hand, I tossed the others on the bed.
“I know you wouldn’t.”
I leaned over, whispering in her ear as I placed her hand in the loop. “I promise to bring you more pleasure than you’ve ever had in your life. Have you ever been tied up or restrained sexually before?” I asked as I tightened the rope around both of her wrists.
“No. Never trusted a man enough to let him. I won’t lie, though—I used to fantasize about it.” Her cheeks turned pink as she bit her lip.
“I’ll be gentle, and I won’t hurt you.” I attached the rope to the headboard, both hands together over her head, and moved toward her foot before taking it in my hand.
She pulled her foot from my grasp, holding it in the air. “You’re not going to leave me here tied up or some shit, are you? ’Cause I swear to God, I’ll kill you in your sleep.”
Tough-girl Race was sexy as fuck. “I just don’t want you wiggling your sweet ass away from me,” I said.
After I’d restrained her, I stood at the foot of the bed, staring down at her. There she was, spread-eagle and all mine to do with as I wished.
I took one of my pillows and slid it under her ass, elevating her for easier access. I dropped my jeans to the floor and crawled onto the bed, positioning my dick in front of her face.
“Open,” I said as I pressed the tip to her lips.
She obliged, opening wide and taking every inch as her eyes stared into mine.
I liked her like this, totally at my mercy. Maybe it was her strong personality, her need to be in control, or her smart mouth, but having her completely under my control gave me a euphoric feeling that I couldn’t get enough of, and I prayed that it would never go away.
As her tongue stroked my cock, I turned, touching her nipple. It instantly hardened under my touch. Moving my hand down her belly, I brushed my fingertips along her skin until I reached her slickness. Just as she was starting to grind her mound against my hand, I pulled my hand back and landed a gentle smack to her pussy.
“Argh,” she muttered with wide eyes, my cock filling her mouth, muffling her words.
“Never had your pussy spanked before?” I asked.
