Page 123 of Bound By Words

“We’ll get there, stud. Don’t be so impatient.”

A rumbling growl built in my chest as she rubbed my ass cheeks, her fingers grasping the plug and twisting it inside me.

“Let me hear how much you like it,” she teased, and I gasped, moaning as she pulled the plug halfway out and drove it back in. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”

Kelly stepped away, and I closed my eyes, remaining completely still as I waited for her to return. We hadn’t even started yet, and I was throbbing, ready to come all over my bed—correction, our bed.

“Such a good boy,” she murmured as she walked back into the room, her voice sending a thrill up my spine. “Look at how well you listen. Turn sideways on the bed and keep your face down. Watch me get ready for you.”

Shifting against the mattress, I turned, my eyes widening when I saw what Kelly had in her hand. It was the little handheld remote to her panty vibrator. “Don’t touch it until I tell you.” She placed it next to my arms, running her hand through my hair as she smiled at me.

I had to admit. It’d been a long time since I’d submitted to someone so soft. Kelly’s voice was gentle yet commanding, but the predatory, absolutely possessive way she looked at me made me hot. Soft Domme Kelly was impressive.

“You ready?” she asked as she looked into my eyes, tracing my cheekbone with her thumb.

Nodding, I inhaled deeply, trying to calm myself. “Green.”

“Good boy. I’m going to prep you now. Hips a little lower.”

She grabbed a bottle from the dresser at the side of the room, donning a black vinyl glove and ensuring I watched as she squirted a generous amount of lube into her palm. It was strangely erotic to see her stroking the fake phallus protruding out in my direction from her little panty harness. I was happy Talia had fitted her with equipment appropriate to her skill level. While she’d been intrigued, she wasn’t quite at the purple double-ended pegging vibrator level yet, and neither was I.

Quietly watching her, I tried to calm my body, taking deep breaths and feeling all my muscles relax. I knew things wouldn’t go as well if I were tense, and I wanted her to enjoy this without worrying about hurting me.

“You look so hot like this,” Kelly murmured as she climbed onto the bed behind me. “Hold still while I take this out.”

“Fuck,” I grunted as she pulled the plug out, shifting across the bed to put it on a nightstand.

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath, waiting for what she’d do next.

NATHAN

Boston

“You’re doing so good, stud,” Kelly praised, and I smiled as she dropped into her loving Dominant energy. The scared, slightly insecure woman from a few weeks ago was gone, replaced with this radiant, confident partner. “I’m going to use my fingers first. Relax and take a deep breath. Then let it out slowly.”

One of her hands stroked my lower back as her lubed fingers gently prodded. Taking a deep breath, I relaxed, moaning into the sheets as she slowly slid them inside, hooking them slightly and rubbing them once they were in.

“Fuck,” I grunted as she slowly retreated, pushing them back just as gently as she had the first time.

Part of me wanted to squirm against the pressure, lightly moaning whenever she rubbed against my prostate. She was doing such a good job of directing this I let myself submit and feel it without worrying about actively participating.

“Push your ass back, lower your hips toward the bed,” she instructed, using her free hand to get me into the position she wanted while wiggling her fingers inside me. “Can you take it harder?”

I nodded, gasping as her fingers slowly pulled out and thrust back inside.

“I need the words, stud. You know how to use that mouth.”

“Yes, sunshine,” I grunted as she used one hand to spread my ass cheek to the side, opening me further.

“Good boy,” she cooed, giving one quick jerk of her arm, pushing her fingers all the way inside, and wiggling the tips, making me almost delirious with the pleasure it caused. Fuck.

“How does it feel?”

Blowing out a few labored breaths, I swallowed, clearing my throat. “It’s intense.”

“Good intense or bad intense?” she asked, slowing the movements of her arm.

“It’s good. So good, keep going.”

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