Page 77 of Siren's Game

"Sure," I say with a wide smile and let my eyes wander through her room, trying to find something to tie her hands with. I don’t see anything, though.

With a few steps, I'm in her bathroom and find the satin band of her bathrobe. When I return with the pink band in my hands and a towel for later, she gets up and holds out her hands in front of her body. I tie them up with a neat little bow, making her snicker.

Beautiful.

"Do you have a safe word?" I ask her as I pull the loops of the ribbon to the same size. The last time I couldn’t think clearly, throwing the most common safe word out that I could think of. But tonight, is different. Tonight feels like so much . . . more.

"Papaya," she whispers, and I nod, biting my lip to keep a grin off my face. That's probably the most unusual one I've heard yet.

"Got it." And with that, I hold her chin between my fingers and capture her lips with mine.

She sighs and her whole body melts against me as she returns the kiss, languid and seductive, and lays her bound hands on my chest.

I break the kiss and grin at her. Then I push her shoulder until she takes a step back. Then another one, until the back of her knees meet the mattress and she sits down.

"Asher!" she complains with a laugh when I climb on her lap and force her to lie down, and she tries to wriggle further up the bed.

I grin, thighs to both sides of her hip, then reach under her armpits and pull her up with ease until her whole body is on the mattress.

Leaning down to capture her lips again, she moves up her arms to lock her elbows behind my head as we kiss. My cock lays heavy on her thigh, and I groan when she moves her leg ever so slightly.

I'm so ready to fuck her.

But first, I want her to relax, to be putty in my hands, unable to form a fucking word with her pretty mouth. And I know just how to do that.

My lips latch onto her throat, nibbling at her jaw and skin, making her squirm under me, as my fingertips trace patterns over the backside of her arm.

"Fucking get to it, Asher," she demands, her voice barely more than a breath.

"Patience,Sweetheart," I mumble with a grin but let my hand trace a path down her body until it slides between her legs.

She bites her lips to stifle the moan that wants to escape when my fingers find her sensitive nub, but her whole body tenses with arousal when I rub it with my fingertip.

She’s so reactive. I wonder, what’s the best way to drive her crazy? To make her see stars, feel like she’s floating?

Her reactions to me touching her clit are off the charts, so I’ve already found my favorite place to torture. But what other places are there?

I want to know every spot that drives her crazy. Every way I can make her see stars and shout my name like a prayer.

My eyes wander back to her little collection of toys next to us as my lips reach her nipple and pull it between them gently, my tongue darting forward to play with it.

When I look up, I see her hands resting on the pillow behind her head, making my eyebrow rise. How interesting that this is where she keeps them instinctively. Maybe I should convince her to let me tie her to the bed the next time.

I reach for the furthest of the little toys and snatch the little remote right next to it as well. It's a short vibrator, slightly curved and with another, thinner vibrating end split into two on the other side.

Sitting up, I grab her thigh and abruptly push it aside to expose her cunt. She’s already glistening, so fucking wet for me. Sliding my fingers inside her, her back arches and she moves against them, and I groan, realizing how ready she is for me.

After starting the little toy, I hold the vibrating bit to her entrance and both of her legs start wriggling in an attempt to close them.

"Can't have that," I tell her with a grin and climb right between her legs, forcing them around my hips and her to expose her glistening pink pussy to me.

"Do it, Asher," she whines. “Put it in!”

I grin at her and shake my head amusedly.

"Maybe next time I need to gag you," I tell her through my smile but give in to her little demand and push the little toy inside her unceremoniously. She sighs and takes it all too readily, sighing along with the vibrations coming in now muffled short, intervallic buzzes.

Her breath hitches, and she squirms when the toy settles inside her, and she hides her face behind her bound hands as little whines fall from her lips. When I push the thinner ends of the toy up her folds, she moans loudly as they situate around her clit, buzzing against it from two sides.

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