I try to open my legs as wide as the restraints will allow, and Ash settles between them. He runs his cock up and down through my wetness before notching it at my opening.
“I don’t know if you’re on birth control or not,” Ash says, “but I’m giving you fair warning that the next time we do this, I’m going in bare. I need to feel your hot, wet little cunt around me.”
I whimper in need, then gasp as Ash pushes into me in one smooththrust. He starts to fuck me, and I’m close already. I’ve never had this many orgasms so close to one another, and I’m stunned my body is so ready, even eager, for another one.
Ash’s grunts aren’t loud, but with the blindfold on, they seem magnified in my ears. I’m also so much more aware of how big he is, of how hard his body is, and of how good he smells. I smell myself on him too from when he had his mouth between my legs, but it doesn’t detract from the smell of ‘man’ that is him.
I’m usually good at being able to pick out particular scents – I do it all the time when wine tasting – but with Ash I only smell indistinct things like ‘virility’ and ‘dominance’ and ‘future father of my children.’
“You’re so God damn beautiful, baby,” Ash says against my cheek, and the words shoot straight between my legs.
I can barely hold myself together beneath him as he thrusts into me. I instinctively try to wrap my arms around his neck, but my hands jerk to a halt as they meet the limits of the restraints, and I let out a whimper.
Ash slows and lifts himself from me a little.
“Are you okay? What’s wrong?” he asks.
I can’t tell him. This is the way he wants me, and I’m still too uncertain of this thing between us to complain.
“Nothing,” I say, the word sounding false even to my own ears.
Ash stops moving altogether, and I bite back the urge to apologize and beg him to keep going.
“Don’t lie to me, Gray,” he says. “Tell me what you want.”
The words are an order, and I obey automatically. “I want to touch you,” I gasp out. “Please.”
The three-second pause that follows is the longest of my life because I can’t see his face. I’m certain I’ve made him angry until I feel his hand on the cuff at my wrist, and there’s the snick of metal as he releases the clasp from the strap to free my hand. He pulls my hand up to wrap it around his neck, and I let out a breath of relief as my fingers curl in the hair at his nape. My other hand is free and around his neck seconds afterthat, and I feel like the sun has just broken through the clouds.
“Thank you,” I whisper.
“You have to talk to me, baby,” he scolds gently. “If you want something, you have to tell me. That’s the only way this works.” He starts to thrust slowly again, and I wrap my arms tighter around his neck, resisting the urge to remind him that he kept shushing me.
Ash snakes his arms under me, and I let out a noise of surprise as he lifts me. The next thing I know, I’m sitting on his lap, fully speared on his cock. I feel it press deep inside me, and I suck in a long breath.
One of Ash’s hands fumbles at my ankle, and there’s the snick of the clasp as he frees the cuff from the strap holding it to the bed. Then he pulls my stiletto off too, and I hear it thunk on the floor next to the bed. He repeats this with the second ankle and shoe.
As soon as both my legs are free, I wrap them around his waist, and he chuckles.
“That’s it, baby,” he says. “Fucking perfect.” Then his mouth is on mine, kissing me hungrily as he cups one hand under my ass and one around my back. He helps me move up and down his cock, and pleasure shoots through my body as I grind my clit against him.
Even without the cuffs attached to the restraints, there’s something about the feel of them on my wrists and ankles that arouses the hell out of me. I’m already unraveling fast when Ash starts talking dirty to me.
“You better come soon, baby, because that greedy cunt of yours is swallowing me whole, and I’m about to blow my load right through this fucking condom.” He bucks his hips into mine, making me moan. “I want to come inside you so bad. I want my fucking cum dripping down your legs when I’m done with you. Are you going to be a good girl and fucking come for me, or do I have to turn you over and drive my cock between those pretty thighs of yours until you’re screaming my name?”
I open my mouth to tell him I’m close, but he reaches between us to roll my nipple between his fingers, and that’s all I need to send me over the edge. My climax hits like a torrent, and Ash grunts as I spasm aroundhim. Then I’m on my back again as he pounds into me. He buries himself inside, and I feel his cock pulse as he wraps himself around me, his hips giving two more shuddering thrusts before he collapses on top of me.
We lie like that for several minutes, panting hard, before I finally reach up and pull the blindfold off. My eyes find his in the semi-darkness. Strands of hair cling to the sides of his face as he looks down at me with the hint of a grin.
“How am I supposed to be the Dom when you’re clearly the one calling the shots?” he asks with a laugh.
Chapter 41
Gray
Two hours later, Ash and I lie tangled together on his couch. We haven’t moved for the last twenty minutes. The TV isn’t even on.
He has on his boxer briefs, and I have my bra and thong back on as we cuddle under a blanket together. We’ve eaten some soup, had sex in his bedroom again, and talked about his declaration that he’ll be going in bareback next time. Not today, but in the near future. He’s been tested, but I have to go.
