Page 79 of Letters to the Lost

“Yup.”

“You know what I think? I think you knew what you were doing, and you wanted one of us to find you like this, all wrapped up in these lights like the perfect Christmas present.”

Unable to hold myself back, I lean forward and lightly kiss the side of her lips before diving in and kissing her harder. The lights act as a restraint as I pull her closer to me on the floor, laying her on her back.

“I need a safe word from you for this Sunshine,” I practically beg her, my cock pressing against my jeans as I imagine all the things I can do to her having her tied up like this. To have her beg and plead for me to stop as her body shakes from pleasure.

“Mango.”

“Do I have your trust?”

“Always.”

“Can I tie you up?” I ask her, desperate to show her how good I can make her feel. To have her so soaked from arousal that it drips onto the floor and then and only then will I fuck her.

“Yes please,” she whines, her thighs rubbing together as I look at her.

Wrapping my hand around the lights, I pull them from her body before positioning her on the bed just how I want.

Bending her legs together, I use the lights to tie her ankles and thighs together with a two-column tie, making sure I can quickly release her if she uses her safe word.

Doing the same with her arms, I band her arms together with the lights at the wrist, making sure it’s not too tight so it doesn’t trigger her if she pulls on it.

The colors reflect off of her skin, making her glow. Taking one last look at her like this, I reach to the wall and flip the light switch, the room descending into darkness and the only light now is the ones wrapped around my girl.

“I’m going to use toys on you, is that ok?” I ask her, needing her to say something other than the silence that’s filling the room.

“Mhm.”

“Words Autumn. I won't touch you until you tell me I can with words.”

“What kind of toys?” She asks, her voice a whisper.

Running my hand up her thigh again, I run my hand over her panties, the lights preventing her from closing her legs as she squirms against my touch already.

Her panties dampen as I rub my finger over the soft material where her clit lays, swollen and desperate for attention.

“Nothing too big. A dildo, maybe a toy for your clit to get the attention it deserves as I drive your senses wild. I want you to get lost in the feeling of my touch, to have your nerves burning for my touch as I drive you to the edge. Over and over and over again,” I rumble near her ear, leaning over her frame but not touching. Autumn's body arches up into my touch, seeking out my touch begging for my touch already.”

“Please Sebastian,” she begs.

“Anything for you Sunshine. Relax and I’ll be right back.”

Carefully walking to the closet, I rummage around for the bag I left there for this exact moment. Grinning triumphantly when my fingers curl around the nylon fabric of the bag of toys.

Unzipping the bag, I can hear the soft hitch in Autumn's breathing. The darkness suppresses her senses, the only light from the Christmas lights that are wrapped around her.

Pulling out the toy I bought specifically for a moment like this, I lean forward, placing soft kisses on her thigh, and move her panties to the side.

The smell of arousal is intoxicating, and while every part of my being is begging for me to lean forward and bury my face between her legs, I restrain myself. Wanting only her pleasure for now.

The soft silicone red rose toy weighs heavily in my hand as I rub it against her pussy, getting her acquainted with the toy before I maneuver it into place and position it on her clit.

Autumn’s moans surround the room the moment I press the button on the toy, the vibrations the only other sound in the slight darkness as the toy sucks on her clitoris. Her hips lift from the bed as she tries to dislodge the toy, the sensitivity too much for her already.

I trust her to know her limits now, to use her safe word if it becomes too much for her but her moans of ecstasy as she bucks against the toy tells me she’s enjoying it.

Her tied hands come down to rest on my hair, clutching frantically as her first orgasm peaks. Wetness floods from her pussy, the rose toy vibrations turning to a more muffled noise from her arousal. Moving the toy away for a moment to give her a break, I nip her thigh with my teeth and then look up at her.

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