I add a second finger, marveling at how easily she takes me. She’s so soft and warm and slick. Her pussy is so greedy, clamping around my fingers.
Fuck, she’s so responsive in so many ways. Submissive, willing, open, and ready. I begin pumping my fingers in and out of her harder and harder, pressing my free hand on her lower back to keep her from wiggling away. Spreading my fingers inside her, I stretch her, then find her clit with my thumb and rub it in tight circles. She cries out and tries to move, but the ropes leave her immobile, which only seems to turn her on more as she gushes into my hand.
“Jayce!” She rocks her hips. “I’m going to cum!”
I don’t respond, but start finger-fucking her harder and faster until she’s writhing and bucking against the mattress.
“Oh, God!” she shrieks, her whole body seizing as her orgasm hits her. Her pussy squeezes my fingers so hard I think she might snap them right off.
It’s more than I can take.
Pulling my fingers from her dripping entrance, I unbuckle my pants and pull out my hard cock, stroking as I watch her continue to shudder and whimper helplessly.
Grabbing a condom from the drawer in my bedside table, I rip it open and work it down my dick. I’m about to lose my mind and can’t control myself for much longer.
Lining my cock up with her entrance, I hold onto her hips as I surge into her.
“Oh, fuck!” she nearly sobs, but I don’t pause or give her a chance to get used to my invasion. I begin pumping my hips hard and fast, gritting my teeth as her pussy grips me like a vice.
“So fucking tight,” I growl, slamming into her. “You feel fucking amazing, Starling.”
“God, Jayce!” she cries. “I…I can’t…it’s too much…I’m going to cum again…”
“Do it, baby.” I smack a hand against her ass. “Cum on this cock. Right now.”
Snaking my hand beneath her, I find her swollen clit and rub it as my cock pumps in and out of her, and within moments, her body is tensing and she’s screaming as her pussy seizes around me.
“Fuck!” I roar as my orgasm slams into me. I cup her chin and pull her face around so I can kiss her again, shoving my tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers as I pour into her, my whole body quaking with my release. It’s the hardest I’ve ever cum.
When it passes and I can see straight again, I hold myself up over Sutton as I fight to catch my breath. She’s panting, her bodyshuddering with the aftershocks of her orgasm. Leaning down, I press a kiss between her shoulder blades.
“Gorgeous,” I murmured.
She groans, and I think that’s all she’s capable of right now. Slowly, I pull out of her and pull the condom from my cock, tie it off, and throw it in the trashcan next to the bed.
“Are you all right?” I ask as I begin untying the ropes, unbinding her slowly so the blood doesn’t rush back into her limbs too quickly. Moving her to her back, I massage her arms and shoulders when they’re free, taking my time and stretching out every one of her fingers. “No pain?”
“Yeah, I’m all right.” She sounds exhausted, but her expression is one of pure bliss and her body is soft and relaxed. “No pain. That was…oh, my God…”
Chuckling softly, I finish removing the ropes, continuing to massage her thighs when she goes limp against the bed. She moans softly as I work the muscles in her calves, then carefully work her ankles in slow circles before moving to her feet. As I press my thumbs into the balls of her feet, she gasps then sinks deeper into the mattress.
She’s half asleep by the time I’m done, so I pick her up and carry her to her room, then into her bathroom. I run her a hot bath and set her in the water. She moans slightly, her eyes cracking open.
“Jayce?”
“Relax,” I tell her, grabbing a loofah from the side of the tub. “I’m going to clean you up. Take care of you. You just need to sit back and let me.”
Blinking slowly, she nods and lets her eyes fall closed again. I take my time, running the soaked loofa over her skin and massaging her hands and arms. Making my way down her legs, I rub her calves, ankles, and feet all over again, noting the subtle markings the ropes have left on her. Fuck, they’re beautiful.I trace my fingers over them, momentarily mesmerized. They stand out so perfectly against her fair skin. I imagine they’ll be there for hours…maybe even linger until tomorrow. I’ve never enjoyed giving after care before. It’s a necessary part of the experience, and I always take it seriously, but I find myself savoring every part of this with Sutton.
I have the urge to drag my tongue along every mark, but I resist, focusing back on her care.
Once I’m finished bathing her, I pick her up out of the water and sit her on the counter so I can dry her off, using a warmed, fluffy towel. She’s struggling to keep her eyes open and cuddles into me as I bundle her up in a robe, and I carry her to her bed and tuck her under the covers.
“You were amazing,” I whisper, leaning down and pressing a kiss to her lips.
“Thank you,” she mutters, the words barely making it past her lips as she sinks into her pillow.
Watching her, my heart clenches and there’s a part of me that doesn’t want to leave her. Should I stay? Climb in beside her and hold her in my arms? It’s not something I usually do, but for some reason, the thought of doing it with her is incredibly tempting.
