“I haven’t brushed my teeth.”
“I don’t care,” My voice is rough and dark.
I watch as her breathing picks up with arousal. Tiny puffs of air skim my ear as I lean forward to whisper in her ear. “I bet that pretty pussy is soaking. Tell me I’m wrong.” Her cheeks turn an intense shade of red at my boldness. My fingers trail down her stomach, feeling her breath coming in rapid succession. I continue lower until a slight moan leaves her beautiful parted lips. I pepper soft kisses along her jaw to her lips. My tongue darts out, licking across those plump delicacies.
“That’s it, baby. I want you screaming my name when you come on my fingers.”
Just like I expected, she’s soaking wet. I bring my two fingers up to my lips and suck them dry. A low, satisfiedgrumble rumbles through my chest, “Fuck, I’ll never get tired of the taste of you.”
She whimpers, eyes shut tight. “Eyes on me, baby.” Her eyes pop open, and she nibbles the inside of her cheek. I bring my fingers back to her sweet pussy. She slowly grinds against my hand as I flick that sensitive spot to draw her closer to the edge. I keep my eyes trained on hers, to make sure she’s following directions, and I suck a rosy, pebbled nipple into my mouth. Her eyes blink closed briefly, her back arching off the bed as she continues to fuck my fingers.
Her pussy clenches, but I draw back. Waiting for the urge to pass before returning to finger fucking her. I repeat this until she’s clawing my back, begging to come. Now that I have her where I want her, “On your stomach.” She complies without hesitation. I reach down into the nightstand, pulling out a rope and a blindfold.
“Ass in the air.” Like a good girl, she does what I ask. I grab one wrist, pulling it behind her back, then do the same with the other. I make an infinity loop, placing a wrist in each hole, then cinch it tight.
She gasps faintly, “W-what are you doing?”
I drop the longer strings to lay across her back and take the blindfold, securing it around her eyes. I won’t do anything crazy for her first time being tied up, but they say touch is the first sense a human develops, and being blindfolded enhances that sense.
I step away from the bed, appreciating the view before me. Her perfect ass arched high in the air, and theglistening pussy between her spread legs. Her breathing has gotten heavier from the anticipation of what’s to come. I can tell she’s never done this before, and given what she went through after being taken, she has trauma from being bound. I will wash away those traumas with good experiences. She’ll crave my touch.
“Perfect.”
The longer I wait to touch her, the longer the anticipation eats at her. I have whips, chains, paddles, nipple clamps, and other things to make this so much better, but I want to take it slow with her. I’ve never been patient, but with her it’s different. Everything about me is different when it comes to her.
I leave her in this position for several long minutes to build the anticipation before grazing the tips of my fingers up her thighs, startling her. Brushing my fingers along her dripping pussy, she moans, and the sound resonates with my dick, making it painfully harder. I’m at the point I can’t hold myself back any longer, I undo the button of my black distressed jeans and let them drop to the floor. She inhales sharply, and I smirk deviously.
“Be a good girl for me.”
I straddle behind her on the bed, and the smack I land on her plump ass turns her creamy skin to a beautiful, rosy red.
“I love the marks I leave on your flawless skin, baby.” She whimpers a moan. She doesn’t want to admit how much having no control arouses her. That’s okay, she doesn’t have to say it; her body speaks volumes. I work herwith my fingers while pumping my cock with my free hand. She wiggles her ass, trying to get herself off, but I stop flicking my fingers. If I wanted her to come, I’d get her there. She grumbles and murmurs incoherent words under her breath, her chest deflates back onto the mattress, and I can’t hold back the chuckle when it bubbles up my throat.
“You’re cute growling at me like a wet kitten.”
“Cute?? Kitten??” She hisses.
That. That is exactly why I made that comparison. I remove my cum soaked fingers and replace them with my straining cock, burying deep in her warm, tight pussy in one hard thrust. The scream she screams is music to my ears.
“Fuck, baby.”
Her breaths become ragged as my thrusts pick up, becoming faster. Harder.
I lean over her perfectly curvaceous body, my hand wrapping around her petite throat, and I pull her off the bed, so her back is to my front. “Say you’re mine,” I growl into the soft spot behind her ear.
Her lips pull between her teeth, biting them and avoiding my command. My grip tightens around her throat, her pulse pounding against my palm. “Say it!”
“I’m—I’m yours.”
I ease my grip, and she gulps in air, choking on saliva. Every cough has her pussy strangling my cock, and that damn near pushes me over the edge. I pull out quickly, pushing her chest back down to the mattress.
“I’ve been dying to have a bite of this,” I say as I sink my tongue between her thighs, lapping up the mess she’s made.
“That’s it, fuck my face, but don’t you dare come.”
“Whyyy?” She whines.
“Because I said so.” I smack her ass harder this time for the whining. I don’t like that, and she’ll learn to listen without backtalk.
