“Yes.” Charlie’s knots were firm, but I was able to slip out of them if I needed to. The knot wasn’t able to tighten down on itself, and he made a slip tie so he could pull the rope in an emergency to set me loose.
“Good. Now eyes on me,” he said, and ancestors, that had to be my favorite fucking command. “Don’t look away for a second.”
Charlie got up from the bed and casually undressed. He removed his shirt at an unnaturally slow pace before messing with the waistband of his boxers. He was doing a little strip tease for me knowing I couldn’t reach out and touch him, the bastard. I was loving this.
“Come here.” He reached out and laid me on the edge of the bed, on my side. “Take my waistband down with your teeth.”
I was happy to oblige, although the harness made that more difficult than I imagined. I strained against the bonds as I bit into the waistband of his boxers, and pulled them down.
I let my thoughts slip across our bond.I want you to be aggressive.
Charlie grabbed a handful of my hair, and ordered, “Put your mouth on me now.”
“And what if I don’t?” I leaned forward and planted a kiss on his dick, just to torment him. I could tease, too.
“Quit being a brat. I know you want it just as badly as I do, don’t you?”
I did. I gave in and took him in my mouth, and Charlie let out a soft gasp of pleasure. I knew how to get him worked up with a really good blow job, so I took him all the way in, letting his length hit the back of my throat before I focused on running my tongue over the head. I took it slow, drawing out each motion so he fully enjoyed each movement my mouth made over him.
“I want you to moan, baby,” Charlie said.
Oh, I moaned— loudly. The vibrations my mouth made over him increased the intensity, and I felt his hips buck forward slightly, like he wanted to fuck my mouth but was using all his self-control to hold back. I wanted to finish him off right here, because this was fucking hot.
He was about to come— I knew it, because I felt it across our bond. Charlie’s fingers pulled back at my hair, and I withdrew. “That’s enough. Now I’m going to pleasure you.”
Initial disappointment flooded through me, but it was quickly overtaken as Charlie turned my body on the bed, so I was lying flat on my back. He climbed over me and sucked at my nipples, moving his tongue over both my breasts and the rope. The senses below my hips were dulled, but the sensitivity in my breasts was stronger than ever. He had me panting within minutes, though he drew out the movements as he nibbled and sucked at my breasts.
I attempted to wiggle away, but the harness pinned me down and left my breasts completely vulnerable to Charlie’s whims. I couldn’t move or do anything to stop him but use my words, and that accelerated my desire.
It snuck up on me and exploded out of nowhere. I tumbled unexpectedly into climax, and as I writhed on the bed, Charlie lifted my legs apart before he dove down and ran his tongue over my apex. Everything felt sensitive now, and my arousal was heightened. Since I’d been injured, it wasn’t easy feeling him when he was giving me oral, but now I was so turned on that I could enjoy what he was giving me. This was like magic.
His mouth was off me for a moment, and I almost started begging him, before I heard the vibrator click on. He slid it inside of me, before kissing my apex again. Holy fuck, he was using the vibrator and his mouth on me at thesame time, and I thought I might die of pleasure.
“Is that too much? Do youwantit to be too much?” He sounded so amused. A wave of satisfaction washed through our bond, and I knew he enjoyed my struggle against the ropes as he forced my body to submit to more pleasure than it could tolerate.
“Green light,” I managed to gasp out. Itwastoo much, but I didn’t want him to stop. It wasn’t what he was physically doing that was driving me toward climax, but the mental state he was putting me in. A dreamy sensation overtook my thoughts, and I felt like I was floating as I fully allowed myself to succumb to that space.
The sexiest part about this was the way he got inside my head. In moments like these, Charlie completely invaded my mind and took control. I was forced to pay attention to him and direct my thoughts only on his commands. I was so aroused by the anticipation that he could do whatever he wanted to me like this, but wouldn’t unless I asked for it. It felt so invigorating to be completely tied up and at his mercy, yet still be completely in control.
But I didn’t want that control right now. I wanted him to take that control from me and mind-fuck me until I was sideways.
“You’re such a bad girl,” Charlie teased. “But you don’t want to be bad, do you? You want to be my good girl.”
I couldn’t respond. I was too busy moaning as I fell into another climax.
“Tonight, you’ll speak when spoken to. Answer my questions, and I’ll reward you.”
“Yes,” I forced out. I was shaking so badly against the ropes that they dug into my skin, and I liked it.
“That’s my good girl,” he said, and I nearly died at the pleasure of hearing him call me that. “I’m going to fuck you until you scream. Do you want that?”
“Please,” I pleaded. If he wasn’t inside of meright fucking now, I was going to lose my mind.
“Good girl,” he growled, and he turned me over on my side again, moving my legs upward so they were curled against my chest. We’d found a couple of positions I couldn’t do, because it triggered pain points. But the rope actually helped with that, because it gave me some sort of physical support my legs could no longer provide.
Charlie got on his knees. He lifted me until my ass was against his thighs, and entered me from the side. He dove into me, and my eyes rolled back in my head. I gasped with delight as his thrusts rammed against me, and my body shuddered, getting ready to roll into another orgasm.
“Don’t you dare come yet,” he warned me. “You hold on until I tell you.”
