“Another?” he asked, his voice going straight to my core.
“Please, Sir,” I replied.
Without a word, he hit my butt three more times, in three different spots. The action made my core clench in need, begging to be used and filled. I wanted him; needed him.
“Are you wet?” he asked, using a pinky to feel my wet core. I felt like I was dripping in need for this man. “Very wet, Avidya.” He moved back, waiting for me to finish following his instructions.
Once I was in the middle of the bed, he crawled up the same way I did. Kneeling over my hips, he took one of my arms, lifting it above my head and tied it to the headboard. He repeated the action on my other arm. Once more, I tested the bounds, finding just enough slack to not hurt me as long as I didn’t fight them.
“Color?” he asked, his voice filled with lust.
“Green, Sir,” I whispered out. This wasn’t the first time he tied me to the bed, nor would it be the last.
My eyes watched every movement he made. His eyes swirled with thoughts of how he could possibly use me to his liking and I wanted him to do just that.
“Perfect,” he smiled before leaning down and crushing his lips to mine in a heated kiss. The kiss didn’t last as I’d have liked, though. Leaving my lips, he made his way down to my neck, then to my chest slowly.
I gasped out as he took one nipple into his mouth, teasing me as he swirled his tongue around the hardened tip. A moment later, he gently bit my nipple. I arched into him, my core throbbing with need.
He repeated the process on my other nipple as the slight pain went straight through me.
“Please, Sir,” I begged. I couldn’t help but buck my hips upwards, craving him. “Please.”
He didn’t waste any time in lining up his cock, teasing me for a moment before pushing in in one swift move.
I gasped out in surprise at the intrusion into my core, clenching around him. I had never felt fuller than I was now.
“Zach,” I grunted, willing him to move.
He began to move, slow and steady within me. Where his hips held mine down, I was barely able to meet him thrust for thrust.
“More,” I begged as he pushed into me slowly once more.
“I have you right where I want you,” Zachariah smiled, teasing me again and again. “Let’s see how far I can drive you with need.”
“Ugh,” I panted, letting my head press against the pillow as he teased me from the inside out.
I felt so much all at once. My arms pulled against the restraints, causing just enough pain to keep me from losing my patience with this man. I was so close, but so far away from combusting.
One of his hands sneaked up to my breast, rolling my nipple between his finger and thumb.
“I can feel you,” he grunted out, close himself. “So fucking tight.”
I was unable to form any words as he began to speed up his thrusts, nearly jarring my head into the headboard.
With three more thrusts, I burst as stars exploded behind my closed lids. A low groan of completion left my throat as Zachariah followed right behind me, shooting his load deep into me with a grunted moan.
As my core gave out one last squeeze around him, my body went limp as I was caught off guard by the sudden, intense feelings, somewhat overwhelmed.
