“Ow, fuck. No, sir,” she whimpers.
“Waking up to find you gone. Again.” I slap her right cheek a second time. “That fucking hurt,” I say with another slap.
“Argh, shit. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to,” she says.
“But you did,” I tell her.
My fingers slide through her folds. As suspected, she’s fucking wet. I thrust two fingers into her, hard, before pulling them back out. Bringing them to my lips, I suck them clean.
“Goddamn delicious,” I hum. Then I undo my pants and free my cock. Sliding my hand up and down my shaft while contemplating how I’m going to take Dani. I could leave her as she is, bound up, ass in the air. But that won’t do. I want to see her face. I untie her hands. “Turn around,” I tell her, and she does. I smirk as her legs fall open. “Do you trust me, Dani?”
“Yes,” she answers.
“Good girl.” Straddling her hips, I lean over and wrap the belt around her neck. Her eyes pop open. “I won’t go too far. Trust me,” I explain as I pull the belt tighter, leaving enough slack so it’s not constricting her airflow.
She gives me a little nod.
Moving down her body, I lift one of her legs, rest her ankle on my shoulder, and line my cock up with her entrance before pushing into her slowly. The belt in my hand is still loose around her neck.
“Fuck, I knew it was going to be good burying my cock into you. But it’s like the first time, every time. So fucking good,” I groan as I bottom out inside her.
“Mmm, so good.” Her free leg wraps around my back. Her hips lift off the bed and gyrate in a circular motion. She’s trying to take over this show.
Yeah, that’s not how this works. I tug on the belt. It pulls tighter around her neck. I can feel the moment it startsrestricting her breathing. The walls of her pussy convulse hard and she gets even wetter. Her pussy fucking gushes.
“You like being choked, little girl,” I tell her. “I can fucking feel how much you like it.”
She lets out an incoherent string of words. I lean over and loosen the belt. Her chest rises with the sudden intake of air. Maybe I should have started with my hand, but fuck, this belt looks good around her pretty little neck.
“You good?” I ask her.
“Again,” she says.
I smirk down at her. “As you wish.”
I start to fuck her, really thrust in and out. I can tell she’s waiting for it, anticipating the moment I’m going to tighten the belt and cut off her air supply. I won’t make it that easy for her though. I wait, and when I feel that she’s right on the verge of going over that edge, I tug on the belt.
Her whole body shudders underneath me. While she’s still in the throes of her orgasm, I pull out and my seed spills all over her stomach. I wasn’t risking her having to take another Plan B. We really need to work on a more permanent birth control solution.
Leaning over, I loosen the belt and remove it from her neck. “You okay?” I ask her.
“Better than okay,” she says.
I tilt her head up and inspect her neck. It’s a little red. I don’t have any balm to put on her skin here. I shouldn’t have gotten this rough with her. I’ve been holding back, trying not to scare her off. “Fuck. I shouldn’t have done that,” I tell her, moving her chin from side to side.
“Yes, you should have. I liked it,” she says. “And now I need another shower.” Her hands land on my chest to push against me.
I look down and notice the red marks around her wrists too. “I’m sorry.” I bring her wrists to my mouth and lay gentle kisses against the light bruising.
“I’m not. Come on, you can help me shower, considering you made the mess.” She laughs.
“I didn’t want you to have to take a Plan B again. And we really need to get you on birth control.”
“Or you could use condoms,” she suggests.
“And lose the feel of your cunt gripping my skin? Never. I’d rather knock you up a million times than endure the loss of that,” I say, pushing to my feet and pulling her along with me.
I squint my eyes open, the sun peeking through the curtains and blinding me. Rolling over, I reach out an arm and find nothing but a set of cold, empty sheets. I sit up. I’m in her bed.