Page 45 of 7 Nights of Sin

"God," she groaned. "Fuck."

"Mm," I hummed in agreement. "You feel so fucking good. I wanna do this all the time."

"Don't--ah--push your luck," she managed, but her breath was hitching, and I could tell she was feeling it just as much as I was.

I snorted and moved a hand to slap her ass in the water. "Is that all you got, Caro?"

She glared at me, but the challenge was clearly accepted when she started moving faster, bouncing on my cock in earnest.

It was such a fucking hot sight. Her tits bounced with her, and I reached up to grab one, twisting and tugging the pert and perky nipple between my fingers while she worked her hips.

"Fuck," she groaned again, and it was a broken, beautiful sound.

"That's it," I praised her. "Just like that. Ride me just like that."

"Harder," she panted, and I caught on that she meant my fingers working at her chest.

I grinned, and put both hands to work, taking ahold of both of those pebbled buds and twisting them in different directions.

Caro's eyelids fluttered, and her whimper was high and needy. It was beautiful, and it sent pleasure washing over me. There was just something so satisfying about seeing her like that, wild with desire, letting herself loose with pleasure, begging for what she wanted.

It wasn't something a lot of people got to see, and I felt so fucking lucky to be one of the few.

"You like it a little rough, don't you?" I teased her. "You like it when you can really feel it, huh?" I pinched down on her nipples harder, and she nearly screamed with pleasure. "That's what I thought. You know, I should take you upstairs and tie you to my bed to keep you from running off again."

"I'd like to see you try," she mumbled, and those were the wrong words to say. Or the right ones, maybe.

I grinned and lifted her off of me, groaning at the sudden lack of heat around my cock. I wrapped fingers around her wrist, keeping a grip on it so she couldn't run off, but judging from how she was breathing, I could tell she wanted to finish this as much as I did.

We were dripping water as we walked across the deck, and I still kept a hold on her, more for the ambiance of it than anything else.

"Do the people you work with know how you like it?" I murmured, voice pitched low and a little dangerous. "Do they know you just want someone bigger than you to hold you down and make you take it?"

Caro whimpered softly, and the sound went straight to my cock.

"I wonder how many of them have thought about it. You know it's always the intense ones that are the best in bed."

"Fuck off," she grumbled, but it was weak, and I pushed her ahead of me up the stairs, watching the way her ass swayed as she walked.

It was fucking gorgeous. I reached out to slap it, enjoying the way the sound echoed around us.

I grabbed towels from the bathroom and did a quick enough job drying us off. Enough that we wouldn't soak through the sheets, at least.

Caro was one step ahead of me, getting on the bed, and she gave me a look that was pure challenge. I'd said something, and she was clearly waiting for me to back it up.

Well. I could do that easily.

I'd planned pretty well for this week, and it wasn't like I was a completely vanilla person. So it was just a matter of going to my bags and rummaging a bit to find the pair of handcuffs that I had stashed away for an occasion like this.

"Should I even ask why you have those on hand?" she asked when I stood up with them and came back to the bed.

"No," I replied. "You should lay back and put your hands over your head." I gave her a stern look that I was sure didn't carry much weight because she laughed, but she did as I said anyway, spreading herself out on my bed and lifting her arms up.

It was such a nice picture, and my cock perked right back up from where it had been flagging. Just seeing her like that, offering herself to me because she wanted it too was enough to make my blood hot, and I moved quickly, climbing on top of her and securing her wrists to the headboard with the handcuffs.

She gave an experimental tug, and when it was clear she was stuck until I decided to let her out, she moaned softly. I could see her eyes glazing over, showing just how into it she was.

I liked that. Jesus Christ, I liked that.

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