He seems to take notice of my desperation as he slowly crosses the space between us, kneeling onto the bed between my legs before leaning down. His face is a few inches away from my pussy and I attempt to bridge my hips to get him a little closer but the effort is futile. Nico looks to me with a smirk before he inhales deep, continuing to stroke himself as he speaks.
“You smell like heaven, little bunny. All tied up and helpless, looking like my most delectable meal on display.”
“Then fucking eat me,” I grumble desperately.
He flattens his tongue out and looks up at me as my body begins to practically shake with anticipation before he pauses and speaks.
“No.”
I could cry. Literally. Disappointment and frustration slam into me and suddenly I’m fucking pissed. I pull against the restraints violently. If he’s not gonna touch me, I’ll touch myself. I hate being edged and I know that’s exactly what his game is right now. I’m not having it.
His eyes widen in surprise as I pull against the restraints, an amused smile on his stupid face.
“Are you sure you’re the girl from the club? She had a lot more patience. She enjoyed being teased and played with. She was a good little sub for me as I tied her up and fucked her into the mattress.”
I stop fighting for a moment before I look up at him with a huffof my breath.
“She didn’t know what it was like to be with you. I do and…I want it. There is no time for patience.”
He smiles sweetly before coming around to the side of the bed. His hand reaches out to my cheek, gently cupping it as his thumb softly strokes my skin.
“Babygirl…you’re not in charge here. I suggest you get used to it.”
Without any warning, he leans forward, pushing his cock into my mouth. It takes me by surprise and I barely have time to ready myself before he’s forcing himself down my throat. I gag for a moment before he withdraws and does it again and again, ruthlessly fucking my face as his hand still holds my cheek, softly rubbing it before delivering back to back smacks that have him groaning. I’m not sure if he’s getting off on the smacks to my cheek or the way it feels against his cock. I don’t care, though, because if I was leaving a wet spot before I’m leaving a goddamn river by now.
I could come with hardly any assistance at all and for a moment I wonder if I said that out loud because I feel his body stretch, leaning over my body before giving my clit a sharp pinch. Pain greets me first and my face tenses at it before pleasure suddenly blooms from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. I moan and buck against his touch as my orgasm rips through me like a fucking tidal wave.
As soon as my orgasm begins to fade, I realize that I’ve been essentially screaming in pleasure with the only thing muffling me being Nico’s cock. I’m sure that was intentional.
Pulling away from me, Nico begins stroking his cock as he walks around to the end of the bed once more, pausing when he looks between my legs and smirks.
“Babygirl, you’re making a fucking mess of my bed.”
“I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not at all,” I reply.
His smirk widens to a full blown grin, his eyes dancing with adark desire as he crawls onto the bed, covering my body as he lines his cock up to me.
“Me either.”
Nico pushes into me with a hard thrust that has my back bowing. His hips snap into me with no mercy, they are almost painful with how deep he is going but there is no where to escape. I can’t move an inch, left with no choice but to lay there and let him do whatever he wants to me.
It’s like the instructor said in the club, sharing a dynamic like this takes a lot of trust. It’s about giving up control and letting your partner have free range, trusting that in the end they will take care of you. That they will act with your best interests in mind. Or at least, they’ll make you come after they fuck you raw. Which is good enough for me.
Nico’s hands come up, pinning my wrists down to the bed as he fucks me deeper.
“Fuck!” he barks out before groaning. “You’re just my little rope bunny, aren’t you?”
I nod my head as pleasure slams into me over and over again. I can’t believe I’m ready to come again already but that’s what this man does to me. It’s like I have no control over my body whatsoever. When we are together nothing else exists and we are surrounded by…pleasure.
“Nico, Nico,” I whimper.
“Keep begging for me just like that,” his low voice grumbles.
“Please don’t stop,” I beg.
“Couldn’t if I wanted to, babygirl. I need you like nothing else in this world.”
I can’t help but get pulled from the moment, instantly sobered by his words as I look at him in surprise. Does he actually mean that? Surely it’s just the lust talking, right?
