“It’s intense,” I say tightly.
“I know, and you’re doing so fucking good for me. C’mere, let me see those eyes,” he says as he removes the blindfold.
My eyes blink several times, as if they forgot how to see before I look at him. He is naked too and he’s kneeling in front of me. My eyes roam over his muscular arms, down to his chest and abs before pausing on his cock. Fuck. That thing is work of art. A sculpture of it should be placed in every museum so that it can stand the test of time. Then again, I don’t want anyone else in the world to know about it because then they’ll want a shot at his perfect cock too and I’m a selfish bitch.
Nico’s hands run up and down the bottom of my thighs, slowly pushing down to stretch me deeper. I wince as heat envelops me and he shushes me softly.
“Good girl, just like that. Keep breathing. Fuck do you know how perfect you are?”
“No, but I’ll never turn down a compliment,” I say through clenched teeth.
A chuckle echoes through his chest as he shakes his head, his hand gliding down my thigh before resting on my ass cheek before he smacks it hard. I try to buck from the impact but I am rendered virtually immobile.
“You’re so perfect, Cassi. You’re beautiful, and smart. You’ve got the best fucking sense of humor,” he says as he smacks me again.
I cry out in pain as pleasure quickly follows suit.
“Please,” I beg.
“Please what?” he asks.
“Please just fuck me already.”
A short chuckle leaves him as he scoots closer, lining his cock up to me.
“If I hadn’t been fucking aching for you, I’d edge you. Makeyou wait. Bring you to the edge over and over again until you were a dripping quivering mess for me.”
I practically shake at the horror of his words. I can’t handle that. Not right now, not like this.
“Fortunately for you, I’m about as desperate as you are.”
With no further warning, he pushes into me, deepening the stretch of my legs further as he practically lays his body on top of mine. I cry out as my legs are given no choice but to obey, the sturdy hold of the rope beginning to feel more like a lifeboat than a restriction. It’s providing me stability, safety. Or maybe that’s how I like to justify why I enjoy being tied up and used for a man’s pleasure so goddamn much.
“Christ, babygirl. I’ve missed you,” Nico pants.
“Me too,” I nod.
“Being without you, I fucking hate it,” he snarls as his hips snap forward viciously, like he’s taking out his frustration on me.
“I hate that you’re not beside me when I wake up or fall asleep. I hate that you live your life on the other side of the goddamn country. I hate that I haven’t made you mine in all the ways humanely possible.”
The pleasure and pain are melding together into such an intoxicating combination, I’m practically floating. So much so, that I almost miss his words. Almost.
“What’s stopping you?” I ask, breathlessly as he pushes into me deeper than before.
“Time, because it’s only a matter of time. You look like mine, youfeellike mine,” he says, emphasizing his words with each thrust. “So, tell me, Cassi. Are you?”
My eyes move back and forth between his, so much emotion in them. At first, all I see is primal need and desire. Then, slowly, it recedes, a hint of nervousness and uncertainty lays at the base of it all.
“I’m yours if you’re mine,” I say softly.
Nico’s eyes close, something passing across his face before he opens them once more and nods.
“I’ve been yours since you stepped into that room in the club.”
Euphoria washes over me. Not just from the way Nico is literally fucking me raw. Not from the way his fingers move against my clit like it’s a fucking musical instrument and he’s the world class player. A rush of warmth spreads from my chest to every inch of my body, the simple act of us together running so much deeper as we confirm what we both have already known. This is not just lust. This is not just passion. This…us…this is fate, and neither of us are willing to let it go for anything.
Our orgasms collide simultaneously. No words egging us on. No final moment that seals it both for us. It’s as if our bodies are in sync and they have no control over it, no other choice but to fall apart together.
