Page 8 of Just One Night
“I think so,” she moans.
“Good, because you’re gonna be like this for a while,” I say and pull my hand away from her. She whimpers and wiggles her hips around, but doesn’t verbally beg me for anything, so I won’t give it to her.
I stare down at her, my cock diamond-hard. Makeup is smeared around her eyes, her lips are a deep pink and swollen, her cunt is soaking wet and ready to be fucked.
“We’re going to have so much fun.”
5
HEATHER
Being tied up isn’t as uncomfortable as I thought it was going to be. I was scared it was going to make me panic, but it hasn’t. Yet. I’m trusting Reid to keep his word to stop and untie me if I say red.
Why he keeps forcing my legs wide open, I don’t know. It makes me feel vulnerable in a way I’ve never felt before. Especially now that I’m tied up and can’t cover myself. I can still close them, but he’d just pry them back open.
“We’re going to have so much fun,” he says, grinning wolfishly. I laugh nervously as he grabs the bag from the floor. He sets it on the bed again and shifts stuff around inside, then he holds up a black plug. “Ever used one of these?”
“Never,” I breathe, shaking my head.
“Ever been fucked in the ass?” He asks casually.
“No,” I squeak, my cheeks flaming.
“Hm.” He drops it back in the bag, rummaging around again. “Is it a hard no for you?”
“What? Anal?”
“Yeah,” he says, still looking in the bag.
“I don’t know,” I say honestly. “I’ve never tried it, so…” I trail off when he looks at me.
“Would you let me fuck you in the ass?” He asks, smirking at me.
“Maybe. If you asked nicely.”
His smile widens, then he laughs. “I’ll always be nice to you, baby.” I roll my eyes but can’t help the stupid grin that spreads across my face. It falls when he pulls a long, white thing with a bulbous head from his bag. A wand. My throat goes dry with anticipation.
“Ever used one of these?”
“No,” I say. “But I’ve always wanted to.”
“It’s your lucky night, then, isn’t it?” He flicks it on, and the buzzing fills the room. “And you’re the first I get to use it on.” I let out a long, irritated breath.
“Do this with a lot of women?” I ask. I try to sound casual, but it comes out tight.
“Not really,” he shrugs as he flips it off. “I save this kind of play for really special girls.” He winks at me and I don’t know why it makes me blush. It’s not a compliment, I don’t think, but it stills sends butterflies to my stomach. “You have such a pretty pussy.” He runs his fingers lightly up my inner thigh. “So plump and pink. So wet. And I like this.” He grips the little patch of dark blond hair above my clit, tugging lightly on it.
He turns the wand on again and runs it up and down my calf, over the ropes. I feel the vibration throughout my body. My pussy clenches around nothing and I lift my hips, silently begging. He ignores me and continues running the wand over my limbs, across my stomach, over my breasts. He pauses on my hard nipples and I moan.
“So responsive,” he says under his breath. “Is this making you wet?” He moves it to the other nipple and I cry out. Suddenly, his hand lands on my pussy, slapping me hard and I scream. “When I ask you a question, I expect an immediate answer.” He slaps my pussy again.
“Yes!” I scream, throwing my head back. He leans forward, keeping it on my nipple as he bites the other one. “Fuck. Oh, God.” Can you come just from nipple play? Because I’m about to.
My orgasm starts building, tightening my entire body. “Are you about to come for me, princess?” He asks, sounding amused as he swaps his mouth and the wand.
“Fuck, yes,” I say, breathless.
“This must feel so good, if you’re about to come without me ever touching your needy cunt.”
