Excitement floods my body as his words elicit a thrill in me that I’ve never experienced before. His skin is smooth against my hands as I take advantage of this view I’ve been given with his sexy ass in these grey sweats. I slide my fingers into the waistband and cup what I’m one hundred percent sure is the most perfectly formed ass in existence today.
“I love your ass,” I sigh, not even aware I spoke the words aloud until I feel his body shake from laughter.
“It’s all yours, sunshine.” He walks to my bedroom and plops me onto the bed before flipping me over, pulling my ass up in the air. My t-shirt gets pushed up as his hands roam over my bottom. “And this is mine,” he says, dripping with sin as I feel him lightly bite my ass cheek before his tongue trails down and moves over my damp panties.
His warm breath sears the fabric, and I greedily want more as I lift higher for him.
“So many punishments to be received,” he says before licking my inner thigh. “The outfits, the red lipstick that my cock is begging to be stained with…and that fucking jersey you wore tomygame.”
He nips at my center as his tongue teases me at the edge of my thong.
“That one wasn’t my idea,” I gasp as he sucks my clit through the fabric.
“But still…you wore a fucking number that wasn’t mine, and for that I think a little punishment is in order,” he says, pulling away and standing up. “I want you naked, Savi, when I return. On your back. Hands interlock by the headboard, and legs spread wide for me.” He moves toward the cottage doors in my bedroom and turns the handle before glancing back at me with a need in his eyes so evident that it swallows me whole.
I’m in too much of a state of arousal to even speak as I clamp my legs together in an attempt to stop the ache that he has already caused to form.
“No touching yourself either. Every drop of that pussy is mine,” he says, before walking out the door.
Jesus Christ.
Putting a hand to my pounding heart, I try to calm the storm that’s brewing inside.
I see the light from the guesthouse switch on as I turn my head to look out the window.
What is he doing?
When the light goes out a minute later, I realize I haven’t moved from my spot. Throwing my t-shirt over my head, I shimmy out of my thong before lifting my arms up by the headboard. I’m spreading my legs just as he walks back in the door.
Two of his ties dangle in his hands as his eyes run approvingly over my body. Coming to the bedside, he opens my nightstand, and his eyes darken as he lifts my black rose out and tosses it on the bed next to me.
“It turns me on so much when you obey me in the bedroom,” he murmurs, raking his eyes down me again and seeing me laid out for him just like he asked. “Knowing all the fire you have inside you, but yet you trust me this much and are willing to do anything I ask—it’s like a drug to me.”
“It surprises me how much I get turned on when you tell me what to do. I didn’t think I was the obeying type.” His eyebrow raises because we both know outside the bedroom, it’s a different story. “At least in the bedroom I love to obey,” I say, biting back a smile before turning serious again as I watch his hand run his tie through his fingers. “But with you, I have this deep need to please you. It heightens my arousal when I anticipate what you have in store for me.”
“I think you are going to be very pleased with this one, if you can survive the punishment first,” he says, before the world goes dark.
“Lift your head.” His words caress my ear as I slightly lift up. I feel him adjust the silk fabric before it tightens over my eyes, and I lay my head back down on the pillow.
My hands are next as I feel them being bound before being securely tied to the headboard, leaving me no choice but to keep them there.
“Is this okay?”
I know he’s making sure the restraints aren’t triggering for me, but I feel nothing but aroused at the thought of being at his complete mercy.
“More than okay,” I smile before his lips find mine. His tongue eagerly invades my space as I hungrily match his strokes. His hard body is against me, and I moan as I feel him press into my sex as my legs wrap around him, wanting to feel him stronger against my ache.
My body starts to rub against him, and I could easily cum right now with a few more swipes against the fabric of his sweats and feeling his swollen length press into me.
“Not so fast, sunshine,” he breathes, moving his lips down my neck and breaking free of my strong leg hold. “My punishment has just begun. I can’t have you getting off that easy,” he says with such a playful note to his voice that I haveno doubt that he’s having way too much fun with my discomfort right now.
“I want to take back the part about liking to obey you in the bedroom,” I say, frustratedly into the dark that surrounds me.
“Too late,” he chuckles. “No take-backs.” He pulls my nipple hard into his mouth, and I gasp at the contact as I arch up in pleasure.
“No take-backs? What are you…in grade school?” I pant out as he drives me mad with the way his hands and mouth are claiming my breasts.
His grin stretches across my skin as he skims lower down my stomach, leaving a trail of heated kisses.
