The temperature of the room shifts as he asks me, "Pick a number five through twenty."
I blink. Of all the things he could have said… "What?"
"Since it's our first time together, I've decided to let you pick how many times I make you orgasm tonight. Anything less than five is unacceptable to me. And I have afeeling we need to build your stamina up, so twenty seems like a fair cut off."
He can't be serious. Can he? There's no way I can come that many times. The fact that he made me come twice on our wedding night felt nothing short of a miracle. The rational part of my brain says I should play it safe, but the heat building inside me wants to please Declan. To show him I'm not afraid.
"Let's start with ten. If you can even get me there." I'm poking the bear and I know it.
"Don't be a brat." Declan's eyes turn into slits, and I gasp as he slaps my pussy. The slight sting to my core is followed by a blossoming heat all over my body.
His hands move to my hips, and he moves me up the bed until my head is resting on the pillow. He crushes his lips to mine, and my mouth opens for him instinctively, desperate to taste him.
Declan hums in approval as I drag my nails down his back and claw him closer to me. His hands trail down my hips, to my thighs, until he cups the back of my knees and spreads them wide. "Don't move," he orders before sliding off the bed and disappearing into my closet.
"Where are you going?" I pant, feeling my arousal drip down my thighs. The only response I get in return is the sound of dresser doors opening and closing.
I debate reaching for my vibrator and getting myself off, but before I make up my mind, Declan returns holding a bunch of different scarves in his hand.
"Yes," I state.
"I haven't even asked a question yet." He smirks.
"I trust you. With my whole heart." The words fall from my lips with ease.
Declan swallows hard as he blinks away the watery sheen in his eyes. "You are an angel on earth. Sent down just for me."
He slides onto the bed, kneeling above me as he grabs my ankle and wraps the smooth silk around it, tying me to the side of the bed frame. My other ankle gets the same treatment, and before I know it, my legs are fully stuck in place.
"Fuck, Zahra, look at your swollen cunt. It's practically begging for me to taste it," Declan moans, palming his hard cock through his boxers, and he looks at me with such...devotion in his eyes.
"You'd be the first to try," I confess.
Declan's jaw drops open, the look in his eyes is feral. "No one's ever eaten you out before?"
I shake my head.
"Good. Less men I have to worry about hunting down and killing." He kneels down in front of my core and places a rough kiss right onto my clit.
My hips buck, desperate to increase the pressure, but the restraints keep me locked in place. I’m completely at Declan’s mercy.
"Don't stop," I beg.
"Don't worry, love, I promise you'll come on my tongue tonight, but first we need to finish what you started." Declan smirks, grabbing my small bullet vibrator I had abandoned the moment he walked through the door.
Pressing the toy to clit, he turns it on and my body lights up with pleasure. "Jesus, love, look at how soaked this little thing gets you. You're coating my fingers and we haven't even hit your favorite setting yet."
I open my mouth, ready to ask him how he would even know that when he clicks the button on the side, a rough moan leaving my lips.
"Ah, there she is. My sweet wife is so close to coming, isn't she?" Declan asks, using his free hand to toy with my nipples, adding the perfect blend of pleasure and pain.
The pressure building in my core has me seeing stars and tears start to form in my eyes. "Declan, I need to come. Can I? Please?" I moan, reaching for his hand that's so expertly moving the toy along my pussy.
"Such a good girl, asking for my permission. Let go, my sweet wife. Let go," he hums. My vision starts to blur, and I swear I see stars. Declan increases the pressure on my core as my muscles tense and my back arches, bliss rocking through my entire body as his words send me fully over the edge, no doubt soaking his hand even more. Just when I think I've come down, the tension builds again, and I realize that Declan hasn't moved the vibe off me. Before I can muster up the energy to say something, I fall apart for a second time.
My bedroom is filled with the sound of my pants, while Declan caresses my face and praises me for coming twice.
He unties me from the bed and cradles me into his arms, gently massaging the small of my back. "Two down. Eight more to go," he pauses to press a kiss to my shoulder, "but only if you're up for it. Remember, you can use your safe word whenever you want. I won't be upset if you do."
