Page 7 of Just One Night
“Please,” she says. “Please let me come.” I kiss my way from her lips to her neck and down her chest. When I get to her breasts, I circle my tongue around her hardened nipple before gently biting on it. When she gasps, I bite harder and she groans.That’s it. That’s the sound I want her to make.
I move to the other nipple, doing the same thing to it, then kiss down her flat, hard stomach. Lifting my eyes to hers, I pushher legs open and press them flat against the bed before pressing my mouth to her clit. I suck it roughly into my mouth and she yelps, her eyes widening. She threads her fingers into my hair, gently tugging on it as I lap at her, drinking her in.
“Oh, God,” she throws her head back, “just like that. It feels so good.” She grinds her pussy against my mouth, her other hand moving to her breast to squeeze and knead it. I shove three fingers into her tight, soaking wet cunt and she cries out, her hold on my hair tightening.
I groan against her and she pulls on it again. My arm bands across her hips and I pin her to the bed, holding her in place as I feast. She’s screaming, her head’s thrashing back and forth, and her thighs are trembling.
“Come for me, princess,” I growl against her and her back arches. I fuck her harder and faster with my fingers, driving her pleasure up. She clamps around them, squeezing them so fucking tightly it makes my cock stir and start to get hard again. I can’t fucking wait until she’s squeezing my cock like that.
“Reid!” She screams my name as her hips buck off the bed. I don’t stop eating her, finger-fucking her, even after she’s come down. She tries to scramble away, but my hold across her hips tighten and I keep her where I want her.
“I’m not done,” I say before gently biting her clit. “I’m nowhere near done.” She cries out again and moves her hand from my hair to her other breast. She squeezes both of her nipples as she watches me eat her pussy.
“Holy fuck,” she breathes. Our eyes lock and I wink at her, making her groan and drop her head back. She tastes fucking amazing and I can’t get enough. Her taste is going to be something I’ll think about for the rest of my fucking life. “Reid, oh God. Fuck, I’m coming again.” Her cunt tightens around my fingers again and I fuck her through her second orgasm.
When she’s done and breathing hard, I gently pull my fingers out and dip my tongue inside her, drinking everything she has to give me. Her body is shaking and taut as she stares down at me, her thighs quivering.
I kiss my way down her thigh, then up the other one before kissing up her body to her mouth again. She stares up at me dreamily before lifting her head to press her lips to mine. Our tastes tangle together and I groan against her, grinding my already hardened cock against her core.
“Fuck me,” she breathes against my lips. I kiss her harder, bruising her, making her lips swell. “Fuck me, Reid. I need you inside me.”
“Not yet,” I rasp, dropping my forehead to hers. “I’m not done playing yet.” I pull away from her and grab my boxers off the floor. Sliding them back on, I tuck my dick in the waistband as I make my way to the closet to grab my bag of goodies.
“Are you serious?” She says, sounding irritated. “That’s it?” I glance at her over my shoulder.
“Don’t worry, princess, I’m gonna fuck you tonight,” I say, grinning. “A lot.” She narrows her eyes at me, then looks down at the bag in my hand.
“What’s that?” She says and I grin wider.
“Lay in the middle of the bed,” I say, jerking my chin at her. Slowly, she slides to the center of my bed and rests her hands across her lean stomach. I rest the bag at the end of the bed as I rummage around, finding my ropes.
“Which color?” I ask and she stares at me, then the ropes, then laughs.
“You were serious about that?” She asks, eyeing the ropes, then me again.
“Yes,” I say slowly, then shake the ropes in my hands. “Which color?”
“You’re letting me choose?”
“Of course,” I scoff and she shakes her head, still laughing softly.
“Pink,” she says and I drop the others back in the bag and push it to the floor.
“If something hurts, you get uncomfortable, or scared, what do you say?” I ask as I move the pillows away.
“Red.”
“Good girl,” I nod and prop the pillows against the headboard. “Ready?” I hold the rope up and she nods, but looks uncertain. “Trust me?” I murmur, stroking her cheek softly, wiping some of her smeared makeup away from her eyes.
“Yes,” she says, her eyes still on the rope. “And if I say red, you’ll untie me?”
“Yes,” I say firmly. “As soon as you say it, the ropes come off immediately. I’ll cut them off if I have to.” She swallows heavily, her throat bobbing.
“Okay,” she says and I kiss her until she’s breathless. Grabbing her forearm, I tie it against her calf, then her wrist against her ankle. I do the same to the other side, then step away from the bed and stare at her.
She’s in a crab tie and is completely unable to stop me from whatever I want to do to her. Completely at my mercy. I yank her down so she’s laying flat on her back and shove two fingers inside her, making her cry out.
“You’re more wet than you were earlier,” I say as I curl my fingers inside her. “Do you like being tied up?” I pull my fingers out and rub them against her clit.
