Page 78 of Beyond the Spotlight Discreet Version
“What are you doing with those?”
He says nothing as he joins me on the bed. The silence is so goddamn frustrating, but that doesn’t stop my excitement from pooling between my legs.
He takes my right arm.
“Are you going to tie me up?” I whisper.
Gripping my chin in his hand, he leans in so his mouth hovers mine. “I am, and I need you to tell me right now if that’s not okay.”
“It’s okay. It’s more than okay. Please.”
“Please, what, Savannah?”
“Please tie me up, Sir.”
“Good girl.”
God. Why do I love it when he says that?
He slowly, torturously, secures my right arm to the headboard, then does the same with my left arm.
“Your punishment for being a brat is to let me fuck your mouth. I’m going to come down your throat and you’re going to take every last drop. Then I’m going to eat you out, tied up just like this so you’re not able to touch me or yourself. I’m going to bring you to the cusp of orgasm, but you won’t come until I say so. Do you understand?”
I nod and whimper and my pussy clenches around nothing.
“You’re doing such a good job, Savannah. What’s your word?”
“Boundaries.”
He tests my binds, then brushes a piece of hair out of my eyes. I pull on the ties and they tighten around my wrist.
“Ah, ah. The more you struggle, the tighter they’ll get.”
Noted.
When he’s satisfied with how I’m placed before him, he strips naked and gets on the bed to stand over me.
He fists his rock-hard cock up and down until pre-cum leaks from the tip, which he wipes over my lips. I open my mouth for him.
“So eager for me,” he growls and slides the head in. He pulls it out and I attempt to grab him, but forget I’m tied up.
Reynold takes hold of my ponytail to stop me from moving.
“Ready, my love?”
I nod.
He thrusts his cock in my mouth, clutching my hair so hard, my scalp burns. I wrap my lips around his length as he brutally pumps into me.
“Yes, that’s good. Just like that,” he says.
My eyes water and I gag as he goes too deep, but I’m loving every second. Reynold’s grunts and moans encourage me. I hum and clamp my lips harder, putting slightly more pressure on his cock.
“Ahh! Fuck, Savannah, that almost made me come.”
I chuckle and he grips my hair harder. The need to touch him grows and I pull on the binds once again, wincing as the fabric tightens around my wrists.
Reynold doesn’t let up and pistons into my mouth while I keep humming and suctioning my lips around him.
