I’m boneless, spent, chest heaving as I try to catch my breath.He crawls up my body, his hard length pressing against my hip as he nuzzles into my neck.I can feel his smile against my skin.
“You’re magnificent when you come undone for me,” he whispers, sending fresh shivers through me.“I’m going to uncover your eyes now.I want to see you.”
I blink rapidly as the silk tie is removed, the dim lighting of the room still feeling bright after the darkness.His face comes into focus above me and I feel the hot hard length of him pressing against me, slick with a condom and lube.
I gaze up at him in awe, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of my intense climax.His eyes are dark with desire as they roam over my face, taking in every detail.
“Please, Sir ...I need you inside me,” I breathe, arching my hips to press against his hardness.
He smiles, a wicked glint in his eye.“Since you asked so nicely...”
In one smooth thrust, he fills me completely.I gasp at the sudden intrusion, the stretch and fullness overwhelming in the best possible way.He stills, letting me adjust before starting a slow, deep rhythm.
Each stroke hits something deep inside me, stoking the embers of my arousal back into a raging inferno.I strain against the silk tie, desperate to touch him, to dig my nails into his back and pull him closer.But I’m powerless, completely at his mercy as he takes me higher and higher.
“You feel incredible,” he groans, burying his face in the crook of my neck.“So tight and wet and perfect.”
His words make me clench around him and he curses, hips snapping harder in response.
“You’re taking me so well,” he praises as he rocks into me, hitting that perfect spot inside with each thrust.“Your tight little cunt was made for my cock.”
I can only moan in response, lost to the sensations overwhelming my body and mind.Being restrained and blindfolded earlier has left me hypersensitive, every drag of his hard length sending sparks of pleasure radiating through me.I’m climbing rapidly toward another peak, my inner walls fluttering around him.
He must feel it too because he speeds up, driving into me with focused intensity.“That’s it, Sarah.I can feel you getting close.Come on my cock like a good girl.”
His filthy words are my undoing.I detonate, my orgasm crashing over me in a tidal wave of rapture.I cry out, back bowing off the bed as ecstasy consumes me.He fucks me through it, drawing out every last tremor and spasm until I collapse back onto the mattress, thoroughly spent.
He slows his pace a moment allowing me to come down.Three orgasms in such a short time, I can’t take anymore.
As if he can read my mind he nips gently at my mouth then kisses me hard and fast.“Oh, I’m not finished yet.You can come for me one more time.I can tell.”
I whimper as he starts moving again, the overstimulation bordering on painful pleasure.But he knows my body now, knows just how to play me like a finely tuned instrument.His thrusts are shallow, teasing, keeping me on that knife’s edge.
“Please, Sir...”I beg, not even knowing what I’m pleading for.
“Please what?Use your words, Sarah.”His voice is a dark rumble against my throat.
“I ...I need...”I struggle to form a coherent thought, my mind consumed by the building pressure low in my core.
His hand snakes between our sweat-slicked bodies, finding my swollen clit.He rubs in tight circles and I nearly scream, my body bowing up to meet his touch.It’s too much, too intense, but I crave it with every fiber of my being.
“One more, sweet Sarah.Give me one more and I’ll fill this greedy pussy with my cum.Would you like that?”
“God, yes!Please, Sir, I’ll do anything!”I babble desperately.
He growls approvingly and picks up his pace, driving into me with deep, powerful strokes, each one hitting that perfect spot deep inside me.His fingers work magic on my clit, applying the perfect pressure to send me hurtling toward the edge.
“Now, Sarah.Come for me now!”he commands, his voice fierce with need.
I shatter instantly, my orgasm crashing over me like a tsunami.I’m dimly aware that I’m screaming his name, my voice raw and hoarse.Waves of pleasure roll through me, seeming to go on forever as he pounds into me relentlessly.
Just as I start to come down, I feel him tense above me.His thrusts become erratic, losing their rhythm as he chases his own release.With a guttural groan, he buries himself to the hilt and stills.I can feel him pulsing inside me as he fills the condom with his hot seed.
We stay locked together for a long moment, both of us gasping for air, hearts racing in tandem.Slowly, he pulls out and disposes of the condom before kneeling next to me on the bed.He reaches up and gently unties my wrists, rubbing them to soothe any marks from the tie where I’ve pulled and pulled to get free.
Then he gathers me into his arms like I weigh nothing and lifts me up.In that moment something in me shatters.Between the orgasm, his safe and controlled presence, and now his gentle yet authoritative care, I let go of myself completely.Just blank my mind until all I can do is feel.
He carries me into the bathroom where there is already a bathtub filled with lightly steaming water.I can’t help but laugh.“When did you run that?”
