Page 58 of Glitz & Goals

“It’s soft, see?” I tell her. “I won’t go too tight, either. And I’m not going to put it places where there are a lot of nerves. If you’re uncomfortable, let me know.”

Viv’s shoulders relax. “Good,” she whispers.

I kiss her again.

I trail the rope slowly along her skin, starting from her hand and moving up her arm. I watch her eyes flicker with excitement and anticipation as I reach her shoulder, then her neck. When I touch her chin, she tilts her head to the side, inviting me to continue my exploration. As I move down her body, I can see the way the fabric of the jersey clings to her skin in certain spots, highlighting the curves that have been haunting my thoughts all night. Anxious to expose more of her, I take the jersey and pull it up around her armpits. The smell of her skin fills my nostrils as I continue my path, tracing intricate designs on her nipples and stomach.

When I reach her hips, I pause for a moment to study the way the rope contrasts against her silky skin. Then, with careful precision, I trace it down to her thighs and then back up again, exploring each curve and contour of her body. As I near her core, she shifts slightly under me, urging me forward. With great care, I run the rope over her inner thighs and through the soft folds between them. Her breath hitches as she lets out a small moan.

When I know she’s ready, I prepare to tie the rope. I start with her legs, since she seems more comfortable with that. I tie her legs so that her ankle rests against her thigh so that I can still spread her legs, but she can’t extend them. I check in with her every few seconds, sometimes verbally, sometimes by watching her face to see how she reacts. At first, Viv is visibly nervous, but I caress and massage her as I go, and once she sees that I really do have a plan, she relaxes into it. By the time I’m done with her legs, her eyes have gone glassy.

I spread her legs and lick a stripe up her already wet pussy, then grin up at her. “Still good?”

She nods.

I purse my lips. “Gonna need some words, Viv.”

“Words are hard,” she whines. “This feels… good. I don’t know, it’s like I just want to let you do… whatever. It’s kind of…” Her chest heaves, and something changes behind her eyes. “Terrifying. To… let go.”

I lean back just enough to take her in, a smug grin tugging at my lips. Viv, icy and unflappable Viv, is stammering again, her cheeks flushed, her usual sharp confidence completely shattered. And I’m the reason why. Knowing I can undo her like this, make her lose that perfect composure, sends a jolt of pride straight through me.

“Cat got your tongue, Viv?” I ask, my voice low and teasing. “Or are you just thinking about every single thing I’m planning on doing to you tonight?”

She tries to clap back, but the way her breath hitches, the way she struggles to meet my eyes—it’s enough to make me feel ten feet tall. Watching her fall apart under my hands, knowing I’m the only one who can make her like this, is a feeling I’ll never get tired of.

“I want every orgasm to belong to me from now until forever.” I’m too consumed in this moment to mention that it’s unnecessary. She’s it. The one. I’ve known it for a while now, longer than I want to admit. It’s not just the way she lights up a room or the way her laugh cuts through the noise in my head. It’s the way she sees me—the real me—and doesn’t flinch. But saying it out loud? Telling her she’s everything? That’s a whole different beast. I can’t lay that at her feet, not yet. Not when I’m still trying to figure out how a guy like me—broken, past his prime—can even deserve her.

I lean forward to plant a tender kiss on her inner thigh and suck lightly on her clit. “Is this too much?”

“No, it’s good. Really good.” Her mouth is full and red. “Please… don’t stop. I want… You’re the only person I—” She stops. Swallows. “Trust you so much, Grady.”

I flatten my tongue and lick her from her core all the way up. She tastes so good, and I wonder how I got so damn lucky. Even the first day I met her, when I helped her with her mermaid costume, I wanted to do this.

She squirms and exhales while the sweetest sounds fall from her lips. When I add a finger, she sounds even better than every fantasy I’ve ever had of this moment when I was researching online.

She gasps when I add another. “Viv, you’re so fucking wet.”

A soft moan falls from her lips, urging me on.

I latch onto her clit with my mouth and suck. Harder this time. She arches her back and curses. She’s dripping and sweet, and it’s all for me.

“I’m so close,” she warns.

Her legs tremble, and she clenches around my middle and ring fingers. She tries to squeeze her thighs together, but I push back and hold them open.

“I know, gorgeous girl. You’re doing so good, almost there.”

“Oh, my God,” she says before clamping down. I suck her clit between my lips while my fingers curl inside her. She grips the ropes and arches into the pressure as she peaks. I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as my girl restrained like this and at my mercy. I slowly stroke her down from her orgasm.

Her gaze searches for mine and spears it. “Grady, I want more.”

Well, shit. I reach for more rope and bind her hands in front of her, not behind—I want to be able to see her face, so I planto have her on her back tonight, and the internet says this is the best configuration for that.

Another thing practice didn’t prepare me for was the time it takes to tie these knots. I give Viv a deep, drugging kiss before I loop the rope, and pull it snug. Test the tension. Secure it with a square knot. Then before moving on, I snake my way up her body to lick her nipple. Every movement is deliberate. Controlled. Designed to keep her grounded in this scene I’m creating. My focus is razor-sharp, but Vivian? She’s melting into it. Her breathing slows. Her body softens. I wind the next length around her thigh. Cross it. Knot it. Repeat. By the time I tie off the last knot, she’s smiling, her eyes half-lidded, blissed-out and glowing. That’s when I put my head between her legs for one long, leisurely lick.

“Still good?” I ask.

She nods again, almost dreamily.

---