“Ow! What the fuck, Ryder?”
Another smack.
“Keep it up, and your ass will wear a bruise in the shape of my hand for a week.” On second thought, she should keep up the attitude.
“Open up,”
She opens up that pretty little mouth and sticks her tongue out. Somebody’s a fast learner. “Now, clean up your mess.” I hook my fingers inside her cheek, brushing them along her tongue. She gags but quickly recovers and sucks them clean.
“Don’t you taste so good?”
Once I feel like I can go longer without bursting, I resume fucking her till sweat rolls down my temples. She clenches around me. “Not yet,” I warn.
I pump in and out, faster. Her body is no longer in the center of the bed, but rather half hanging off the edge. My thrusts become ragged as I get closer to release.
“I-I can’t,” she pleads. She screams, “Ry!” Her body convulses, pussy clenching around my dick. I grunt my release, heart pounding, thrusts slowing before pulling outfully. A chill runs down my spine at the feel of her as my sensitive cock retreats.
I loosen the rope binding her wrists and reach for my pants on the floor. Her wrists are red and raw from where she had pulled on them, but I didn’t tighten them to the point of cutting into her skin. I’ve never found satisfaction in hurting women. Some couples enjoy blood play, but that’s never been my thing.
Kelsey rolls to her back, removes the blindfold, and shoots daggers at me with her narrowed eyes.
“What?”
“What the hell was that, Ry?” She chucks a king-size pillow at my face. That had a lot more force behind it than I expected it to have.
“Don’t act like you didn’t like it.”
Her cheeks are flaming, and she crosses her arms over her bare chest. My eyes drop naturally to her bulging breasts. Breasts that I want to spend a lot more time with than I’ve been able to.
“A heads up would’ve been nice…”
I shrug, roll off the bed, and pull my pants back on before going to pick up my shirt I had tossed earlier. I also try to be a kind gentleman and pull out some clothes for Kelsey. She takes them with a barely noticeable “thank you.”
“I’ll wait for you in the car,” I say and shut the door behind me.
My phone vibrates in my back pocket, and I fish it out, reading the caller ID—Teegan—Perfect timing.
“What’s up, man?”
“I just got some intel on our target,” He reports, sounding elated at the news.
“From?”
“It’s anonymous, but we should meet at the office.”
I take a calming breath, shutting my eyes. I swear to fuck, I can’t have one single damn day with Kelsey without something or somebody trying to ruin it.
“It’s gonna have to wait, I have plans.”
He chimes in, not giving it a second thought, “It can’t wait. I’ll meet you there in two hours.” He hangs up, not allowing me to counter his meeting. Whatever he has to show me, better be well worth it, since it’s costing me my time withher.
Kelsey comes down, a clear look of disappointment…no, concern all over her beautiful face. When she opens the passenger door and eases in, I ask, “What happened?”
She shakes her head, one side of her lips lifting in thought, “It’s nothing.”
I pinch her chin between my thumb and index, not hard but enough so I can turn her head towards mine, forcing her to look at me. “You’re not a good liar.”
“I’m not lying,” She says as her eyes bounce from left to right.
