“Alright,” I heard Gabe say excitedly. “And here I thought I would be in trouble for hanging up so abruptly.” Yeah, I couldn’t keep the smile off my face as I heard him charging up the steps. He skidded to a halt when he saw me standing there in the beam of light I had aimed at the pole. The jock strap I had chosen was black mesh and the way his mouth popped open said he liked what he saw. I raised my arm so he could get a good look at the handcuffs I held in my hand. “Oh damn,” he whispered huskily, “I might not survive this night.”
“Have a seat,” I said pointing to the chair.
Gabe did as he was instructed then I walked behind him to secure his hands with the flimsy cuffs I’d received as a party favor or some shit. I walked around to stand in front of him and I felt his eyes all over my body as surely as if he touched me with his hands. Heat and desire radiated off him and we hadn’t even started yet.
I removed his tie and belt then opened his shirt and pants. I didn’t release his cock from his underwear because I worried that I wouldn’t finish my plans for torture, but I did revel in how hard he was for me already. I couldn’t resist kissing his lips just once before I hit the play button on the remote to start Luke Bryan’s “Strip it Down.” I figured I’d spin on my pole and tease him awhile before I rode his cock to the same rhythm.
I mounted the pole and performed my favorite spins and moves. Feeling his sexy eyes on me and knowing how turned on he was only spurred me on more; it made me more daring with my spins to go higher and hold on longer. I found myself doing sexy dances using the pole that I’d never dream of performing for anyone other than him. Through it all was the smug awareness that the best was yet to come when I had him deep inside me.
Unwilling to wait any longer, I sauntered over to the drawer where I stored the supplies the last time we visited the attic. I could see his pulse hammering in his throat as I neared him, but he looked too stunned to speak.
“Take these cuffs off me,” he said gruffly, proving me wrong.
“Not yet, baby.” I leaned over and bit Gabe’s bottom lip then gave it a good tug.
“I am being punished,” he growled.
I turned my back on Gabe and lowered myself until I straddled his thick thighs. “You call this punishment?” I asked, rubbing my ass against his erection.
“It’s torture when I can’t touch you,” he replied. We both knew he could break loose of those cheap cuffs if he wanted to.
I wiggled against his groin until I felt the dampness of his pre-cum on my bare ass cheeks. Then I knew it was time to crank up the cruelty. I leaned forward and balanced myself with one hand on his knee while I reached around and stretched my ass with two fingers from the other hand. The growls and snarls that rumbled from Gabe’s chest told me how badly he wanted to grab me and fuck me. Yet, he kept his hands to himself and let me have my way. I didn’t think it was possible to love him any more than I did in that moment.
“You can’t keep me tied down forever,” Gabe said when I turned to face him.
“Don’t plan on it, Detective.” We both knew mine was a figurative response to his literal remark. It should’ve shocked me how much I wanted to be tied to him forever, but I gave up fighting my feelings some time ago.
Gabe eagerly raised his hips to assist me when I began pulling on the waistband of his trousers and boxers to remove them. “Kiss me,” he urged while I prepared him.
“Not yet.” I would be a goner if I did.
Instead, I turned and presented my ass toward him again. I heard him whimpering softly because he knew I was about to bust out the reverse cowboy I had been boasting about almost since we met. I straddled his thighs once more and lowered myself onto his cock until he was buried completely inside me. I let my body adjust to him while I caught the beat of the music, then I began to sway and rock up and down his cock with my arms in the air. I used my thighs, my abs, and my hips to turn the reverse cowboy into a piece of art.
“I need to touch you, Sunshine,” Gabe said. “Please let me touch you.”
I savored every pitch and roll that made his cock rasp over my sensitive opening and the broad head of his cock nudging my prostate until I shook with the need to come. I didn’t want to come yet, so I slid his cock out of my ass then sexily ground it against his cock in rhythm to the music.
“I need you,” he pleaded with me.
I inserted his cock in my ass again and alternated the tempo of my movements to rev him up then wind him down. I couldn’t tell which one of us shook the hardest with the need to come, but I knew who was going to blow first. I rested my back against his chest, which brought my neck and shoulder in close proximity to the part of his upper body he could control–his mouth. Gabe bit down into the corded muscle of my neck and I shot all over myself. I kept riding him until my balls were empty.
Gabe’s body shook hard beneath mine and I felt his dick pulsing hard in my ass. “Can I touch you now?”
“Yes,” I agreed, mostly for selfish reasons. I didn’t think I had the strength left in my body to finish him.
Gabe broke the handcuffs with a quick tug and brought his hands around me to cup my face. He held my face turned toward his so he could ravage my mouth with one hand while the other held my hips still so he could thrust up into me.
“I’m going to find a way to pay you back for this stunt,” Gabe growled after he broke our kiss. “Do you hear me?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t know when or how, but I’m going to strike when you least expect it. I’m going to give you so much pleasure you think you might die from it.”
“You mean like now?”
“Always with that smart mouth,” Gabe groused, the slapping of his hips against my ass punctuated his every word. He rose to his feet like I weighed nothing then gingerly pulled his dick from my ass before he turned me around to face him. He then hoisted me up to straddle his waist and I lowered myself back down on his dick. “Hang on tight, Sunshine.”
Gabe grabbed my ass with both hands and began to fuck me fast and hard. Sweat popped out all over his body making it hard to hold onto his biceps as he bounced me up and down his cock. I loved the animalistic sounds that Gabe grunted as he neared his orgasm and I loved even more that I was the one who brought that out in him.
