“I think we’ll put that mouth of yours to better work,” Zachariah stated, a smirk in place.
“Please do,” I gritted out. I’d do just about anything to make him follow through with his promises.
“You should ask nicely,” he stated, still slowly rubbing his cock.
“Please. Sir,” I said. I couldn’t help but wonder if he was purposely trying to rile me up. I wouldn’t put it past the man.
“Much better, Avidya,” he stated before stepping forward. His cock was at the perfect angle for me to take him in.
I did without any warning, without any foreplay. I needed him as much as I needed air to breathe.
“God, Avidya,” he grunted out as I took his cock as far as I dared. I quickly used my tongue to lubricate him, then hollowing out my cheeks, I took him into my mouth.
Too soon for my liking, he pulled out with a pop, out of breath.
“You are way too fucking good at that,” he said. Despite the words, he was pleased. I was pleased with how well I knew his body.
“Up,” he said, laying a hand on my arm to help support me to stand. It was a good thing as I could have fallen flat on my butt if he hadn’t. “How're your arms?”
“Fine, Sir,” I answered.
“No tingling?” he asked.
I shook my head, flexing my arms at the same time.
“Let me know instantly if you start to hurt,” he demanded.
“I will,” I promised.
That was a good enough answer for him as he left me standing where I was as he circled me again.
“Someday soon, I’d love to have you tied to the cross, spread open and begging for me,” he declared. “I do plan to have you tied to that bed soon enough.”
I groaned, knowing I wanted that too. I just wanted him in any way that he’d give me.
“You like that idea?” he asked, seeming slightly surprised.
I nodded my head, my breathing increasing at the thought.
He walked behind me once more, and began to untie my hands. He purposely touched me as he unwound the roped.
Afterwards, he ran his hands up my arms and to my shoulders, rubbing my muscles the entire way. I moaned, loving the feeling of being slightly sore, yet needing so much more at the same time.
“How sore are you?” he asked.
“I’m fine, Sir,” I answered, letting my eyes slide closed.
“Good,” he stated. “Go lay in the middle of the bed.”
Nodding again, I did as commanded. I swayed my hips as I took the few steps to the bed, then crawled up onto the bed from the foot.
“Teasing me?” he asked, amused.
I looked at him from over my shoulder, giving him a wide grin. I didn’t expect him to be right behind me as I turned, although I should have.
“I like this,” he stated, grabbing my buttcheek in one of his hands, squeezing and making me groan from his touch.
Without warning, he pulled back his hand before lightly hitting me. My body jarred from the action. It didn’t hurt, and I couldn’t help myself push my butt out for another.
