Matt’s hand skims the inside of my leg and darts down, grazing my pussy as I moan in anticipation into his mouth. His finger presses on my clit, and my back arches in delight that he’s touching me. All I’ve wanted is him, and I’m finally getting what I want.
He circles my clit, sending a shockwave of pleasure right through me, and my skin prickles and tingles all over. My hips move in time with his finger, and his kiss deepens as he pushes on me harder, working me up to where I want to be.
Matt slides his finger down and then up inside of me, making me moan out in delight as he hits just the right spot. His thumb moves to my clit as his hand continues its assault on my pussy, bringing me to a new wave of pleasure. His free hand moves up to massage my breast, tweaking and pinching my nipplebetween his fingers at just the right pressure to make my body shudder against him.
Harsh and ragged breaths force out of my nose as we continue to kiss frantically. My hips move, and the table squeaks slightly while I tightly shut my eyes, and flashes of light burst behind my eyelids. Moaning loudly into Matt’s mouth, I grip hard onto his biceps as my muscles clench, pulling and restricting, then he rotates and pushes at the right spot to send me over the edge. It’s like a tidal wave, and a flood of ecstasy washes over me, filling me completely with warmth. Every pore, every follicle of my being is undoubtedly satisfied as a long, drawn-out moan echoes through the room. He pulls his mouth from mine and plants kisses along my jaw, letting me breathe.
“Fuck, you’re sexy when you moan for me, Alex,” he murmurs, his lips tickling my jaw as I pant, still coming down from my high. “But I’m only just getting started.”
He leans in, lifting me to him. I squeal and wrap my arms around his shoulders as he carries me toward my bed while I break out into a fit of giggles. He smiles widely and throws me down onto my mattress, causing me to bounce up and down.
Matt looks at me, taking in my naked and flushed body. “You’re so fucking beautiful. Why didn’t I see it sooner?” he asks, undoing his jeans and stepping out of his shoes.
I shrug and lean up on my elbows. “We both fucked up, Matt. Let’s not think about that now.”
He pulls off his pants in a mad rush, and something falls out of his jeans pocket. He stops and turns to look at it on the floor. I lean up to see what it is as he grins widely.
“Alex, do you trust me?” he asks, bending down to pick up the two small bundles of red rope that look oddly familiar.
Swallowing hard, I tilt my head and nod one single time. “With my life.”
He stands there gloriously naked, his erection free and proud, holding two pieces of red rope. My heart races fast as he stalks toward me, and my palms begin to sweat.
“Roll over.” His voice is low, demanding, and dominant. It sends a thrill through me, and I smile as I spin over, practically dripping with excitement.
He steps up to the edge of the bed and moves in, running his hands slowly up my calves. The gesture is soothing but somehow strangely erotic. “Tell me if this gets too much, okay?”
I nod against the mattress and mumble something, even I don’t know what I’ve said.
“Alex?”
“Okay,” I reply, and he chuckles and playfully slaps my ass. The sting vibrates through me, making me gasp as I try to hide my smile.
I like this side of Matt.
Our first time together was a little more affectionate.
With the way he’s looking at me, I wonder if this is how he typically likes it. And in no way am I complaining. I have a feeling this will be a whole new level of Matt I’m not used to.
“Leave your shins and knees on the bed, but lift your ass in the air, and then rest your face on the bed. Put your hands behind your back in line with your ankles under your ass,” he demands, and my heart rate spikes up a notch. That will leave me super exposed and have my ass and pussy out on display in a major way.
But I trust Matt, like I said, with my life, so I move back into the position he demands. I place my head down onto the mattress, my ass up in the air, and my arms fold back behind my body. It’s certainly not comfortable, but fuck if I don’t feel empowered like this.
He stands behind me, and a small growl rumbles from his chest as he moves in with the ropes and ties my ankles together,then my wrists above my ankles. The rope surprises me. I thought it would feel hard and scratchy, but it’s kind of soft, giving me the tingles. It’s cool to the touch, and the sensation sends my senses, already heightened, into overload.
“Are you okay?” Matt asks as his hand gently caresses my ass cheek. My body is tingling all over, and I love that we’ve gone from best friends to not talking, to falling in love, to kinky in a matter of moments.
“Yes… please, Matt,” I beg.
He chuckles, running his hand on my ass, down and to my pussy. He finds my clit and presses on it, sending a sharp stab of pleasure through me. I jolt, pushing down into the bed. The mattress presses into my cheek as I grit my teeth and pant, trying to keep my calm. My clit is throbbing so hard, I need him to touch me again. I need him inside me. I can’t handle the anticipation.
“I like it when you beg for me, Alex. It’s such a fucking turn-on.”
Then I feel the tip of his cock slide up and down my folds as if he’s lubricating himself. It’s fucking hot, and I might just combust if he continues.
“Matt,” I whimper.
“Yes?” He places his cock in line with my pussy.
