I loosened my tie and tore it off, placing it in her outstretched hand.
“Hands above your head and don’t move.”
Fuck. This might be the best night of my life.
I did as she asked, crossing my hands at the wrist. She crawled over me and wrapped my tie in a figure eight around them. I couldn’t even concentrate on the fact that she was tying me up because her tits hung enticingly over my face as she weaved the silk tie in and out and around before tying it in a knot.
I groaned, wanting to kiss her perfect breasts, to pull her nipple into my mouth. To suck and nip and lave until she was squirming beneath me, desperate and begging.
I curled forward, trying to reach her with my mouth. She pulled away from me, gripping my nipple and twisting.
“Ah!” I jerked away from the twinge of pain. “What was that for?”
“I told you not to move,” she chided.
I plopped back against the pillow, glaring at her. “I don’t get to touch you at all? Not even with my mouth?”
“Rule number four: Stay still. And no complaining,” she added, arching her brow, waiting to see if I would challenge her on it.
I might not like the idea of having to wait to touch her, but I told her I would do whatever she wanted tonight. And since this wasn’t a hard limit for me... then I guessed I was game. If this was the penance I had to pay for what happened on our first date, then so be it.
“Okay,” I sighed.
She smiled sweetly and drifted down my body, grazing me lightly with her nails as she went. And then her mouth was on me, kissing up my thigh, licking up my shaft, her lips engulfing my tip and then sliding all the way down to the base and then back up again.
Fuuuuuck.
I thrust into her mouth, bottoming out at the back of her throat. She gagged, quickly pulling off.
“I thought I told you to stay still,” she scolded, her nails biting into my thigh.
“Fuck. You expect me not to move while you use your mouth like that?”
“What’s wrong? Not up for a little challenge?” Her lips quirked up tauntingly.
“You drive me crazy,” I groaned.
She laughed. “That’s part of the fun.”
“You sadistic little...”
“Uh uh uh,” she tutted. “I wouldn’t finish that if I were you. Did you want to come tonight or not?”
I took a deep breath and hissed it out through gritted teeth. “Fine. Do what you want with me.”
Her nails teased down my chest and then retraced their path. I watched the look of power and confidence cross her features as she drew circles around my nipple with the tip of her finger. “I don’t think you’ve earned my mouth. In fact, you can get me off again since you aren’t following the rules.”
“How am I going to do that without touching you?”I retorted.
She snatched the condom off the bed and ripped it open before rolling it down my cock. “I don’t need your hands or your mouth to get off, Ben,” she said, grinning wickedly up at me. “Don’t move until I tell you to. And don’t you dare come before I do. Understand?”
“Do your worst,” I bit out, spearing her with my heated stare.
It was like she was testing me, seeing how far she could push until I said, "fuck it" and did whatever I wanted. But I could follow her stupid rules. I could lay here and let her have her way with me.
She straddled my hips and lined up my tip at her entrance. “I mean it, Ben. If you’re a good boy, I’ll give you what you want,” she said, holding my gaze as she impaled herself on my cock.
I groaned and pressed my wrists against the silk of my tie, squeezing my eyes closed and holding as still as I could to stop myself from grinding into her.
