“Fuck, Chad, that mouth.”
I grin, proud that I have such an effect on him, but it also reminds me. “Speaking of blowjobs, did you ever fill out your kink sheet?”
“No need,” John dismisses as he finishes up the harness.
Damn it, I thought we’d been making progress here. I don’t understand why he’s still holding back. “Why not? I really think it’ll help me understand you better.”
He lets out a big sigh and lowers himself to his knees across from me so we’re eye to eye. Then he cups my cheek with hishand, stroking it with his thumb as he answers quietly. “There’s no need, because it would look like the exact match to yours. We like all the same things. I just like to be the one in control of all your submissive desires.”
Oh.
Holy shit.
From the moment I met John, I’ve felt drawn to him. Connected. Sure of us, even when he’s completely dismissed me. There’s been a desire within me to continue to pursue him even when he told me this couldn’t work. I couldn’t explain it—and I’m really glad I didn’t have to because no one knew about us—but now he’s saying we’re compatible in nearly every way, even this one that I didn’t expect. It’s overwhelming.
“I think you might be made for me, Princess,” John adds even more quietly.
I realize my mouth is hanging open, but I’m not saying anything. I finally whisper, “Oh my God.”
He smirks, green eyes shining as he holds my gaze. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this speechless.” His expression shifts, serious again as he continues. “But it’s more than all of this too. I meant what I said in our tent. I don’t want you to feel like youhaveto do any of this. Even if we never did anything kink related again, I’d still want you.”
Oh my God! Is this really happening? Am I dreaming? “John, holy shit. I really don’t know what to say. I can’t believe you’re admitting how much you like me,” I whisper, holding back thebecause I’m pretty sure I love youpart I’d really like to say.
“Well, believe it. You basically forced your way into my life, begging for this,” he deadpans, and I can’t help but laugh, even in what turned out to be such a serious moment while I’m tied up for him.
“I did, and I have no regrets,” I assure him, wiggling my tied-up body, so my dick sways back and forth as I do. “Oh, andI still want to do kinky stuff with you. All the kinky things. Preferably continuing right now.”
He huffs a laugh. “Good because I’m not done with you yet.” He stands and pulls at the rope around my wrist. “The knots are finished. How’s it feel?”
I wiggle my fingers, and nothing is numb or tingling so I think it’s good. I’m not going anywhere until he wants to let me free. “Great.”
He steps in front of me and visibly gulps. My cheeks flush, his eyes locked on me, raking up my body slowly. He takes a steadying breath, licks his lips, and growls wickedly. His eyes darken as his breath kicks up. “Fuck, you look so sexy tied up waiting for me. Can’t wait to slide my dick between those pretty lips. Want me to blindfold you or try out the nipple clamps first?”
“Yes!” I shout unintentionally. “Please. All the above. I want to try everything. Want you to use me however you want. I love feeling like I’m just here for your pleasure, to make you feel good.”
John’s nostrils flare as he licks his lips and steps toward me. His beautifully pierced cock is an inch in front of my face, and I’m practically drooling.
“Lick me, just a taste,” he commands, and I immediately open my mouth, looking up at him through my lashes. My tongue swipes over his tip, lapping up the salty precum waiting for me.
“Mmm,” I hum as I swallow his taste down, and he steps back, turning as I watch him go to a box that houses his toys. He opens a package and nipple clamps fall out. He strides back in front of me and drops down to his knees, leaning forward. He sucks my right nipple into his mouth, rolling it between his teeth. The sharp sensation has me gasping, then he pulls back to attach the clamp. It pinches for a moment, but feels good, especially as he does the same thing to the other side.
With rope adorning my chest, my pebbled nipples decorated, and my hands tied behind my back with my dick still swollen between us, I don’t think I’ve ever felt sexier.
“Color?” John checks in.
“Green.”
“I’m going to put the blindfold on now, then fuck your face. But I’ll be taking away your ability to communicate completely, are you sure that you’re okay with that?”
The sudden realization that I’m going to be fully in the clutches of his control and desires has my mouth watering. “Yes, so very okay with it.”
John nods, and ties the blindfold over my eyes. I know it’s kind of a contradiction, but the added feeling of restriction is oddly freeing. I can’t move my hands to reach for him, can’t see him and how he’s reacting, so I don’t need to think about what I should be doing or if I’m doing something wrong. I’m completely at his mercy.
I don’t really need to think at all. I know I’m safe with him. He would never let anything happen to me, so I can give into the floaty feeling of knowing I’m just waiting to please him. Waiting for him to use my body for his pleasure while he makes me feel just as good.
“Open for me, Princess,” he instructs as he rubs the tip of his cock against my lips. His head nudges between my lips, and the ridges of his piercings slide over my tongue as he groans. The sound has my cock jerking. His fingers slide into my hair, gripping firmly as he starts thrusting into my mouth, and I focus on breathing through my nose, relaxing as much as possible as he picks up the pace, making his shaft at home in my throat.
“Fuck, your mouth is perfect,” John groans above me, pulling back enough to make sure I can breathe for a moment.
