Page 2 of Second Chances
Even though there was a soft smile on his face, his eyes were full of hard, unyielding desire. It was like he wasn’t even hearing her and that’s when she knew she was in for trouble. She knew she’d cave in to his unyielding desire and she knew she was going to resent both of them for it.
She watched as he climbed back onto the bed, a taunting smile on his face as his mouth headed directly for her core.
It was going to be a difficult and delicious three months.
His kiss directly on her folds caused her hips to jerk up off the bed at the bolt of pleasure that rocketed through her.
“Darcy, please,” she begged, “I need… to… go to… work.” She tried to sound serious but her body was fighting against her mind, wanting, needing the pleasure that he was giving her. She moaned as he feasted on her, trying to maintain her sanity
“Do you really want to go to work?” he asked, pausing his kiss right on the verge of her orgasm.
“Yes,” she responded breathlessly, even though her body screamedNo!
Another kiss directly on her clit, bringing her right to the precipice. She moaned in protest, her hips trying to find his mouth, to find her release.
“I know what you want and it’s not to go to work,” he countered darkly as he pushed two fingers inside of her. Her muscles spasmed around him, needing more. “Tell me you want to stay and I’ll give you what you want.”
Her head thrashed to the side as she tested her restraints. She didn’t – couldn’t – give in but her mind was weakening over the demands of her body. He toyed with her, keeping her on the edge of her orgasm, her muscles in a constant state of flex, looking for release. She moaned over and over again, each time the noise severing the threads of anger and reality that she tried to hold on to.
“Tell me,”he demanded.
“I want to stay!”she yelled at him in frustration, every piece of her needing release.
“Good girl.” He gave her a satisfied smile before his mouth covered her again. His tongue swirled her clit as a third finger entered her, pushing her over the edge.
“Darcy!”she screamed his name as her orgasm rocked her, her limbs pulling against the restraints. Finally succumbing to the release that she had been resisting for so long, the waves of her orgasm kept rolling through her as his tongue continued to tease her until her body finally relaxed in complete satiety.
Unfortunately, or fortunately for her, Darcy wasn’t done with her yet. Before she’d even had the strength to open her eyes, she felt his mouth on her right nipple and his hand on her left breast.
“Darcy…” she whispered, unsure of what she was even going to say.
She felt him smile against her breast as he sucked her nipple hard into his mouth, eliciting a gasp from her as the familiar static of pleasure ran to her core. He bit and sucked and teased each nipple in turn until she was squirming in pleasure again, feeling like she could come just from his attention to her breasts alone.
“Now tell me what you want, Beth,” he instructed her, giving her nipples a respite as his hand went to her soaking core. “I know what you want. I canfeelwhat you want,” and to emphasize his point, his two fingers entered her again as her body jerked towards him against the restraints. “I want you to tell me.Now.”
Through her pleasure-induced distraction, she heard the harshness in his voice; he was just as on edge as she was and was fighting himself for control. She wanted to make him give in, to lose control but she was too far gone to resist him this time.
“You. I want you,”she confessed on a moan. She wasn’t even sure what she had said came out intelligibly until she felt his fingers leave her, replaced with the blunt head of his erection.
“God how I want you,” he said in awe as he thrust completely inside her with a shout.
Her over-stimulated senses were on edge immediately at the friction and pressure of having him thrusting, burying himself inside her. She managed to open her eyes and look up at him. Every muscle taut, his hands gripped her hips like his life depended on it as he drove into her. His head was thrown back, neck and jaw muscles clenched;God, he is gorgeous.
“Please,” she whimpered, begging for release.
His hand found her clit and it took one experienced stroke to send her soaring over the edge. Her scream pierced the air as her orgasm rocked through her. Her muscles clenching around him, he roared as he slammed into her, finding his own release. For a minute, they both simultaneously rocked against each other, riding out the waves of their pleasure.
Collapsing again against her restraints, she vaguely felt through the haze of pleasure that the restraints were beginning to cut into her skin causing a sharp, burning pain at any slight movement.
“Darcy,” she said breathlessly, “please...it hurts.”
The pain transmitted in her voice roused him and he immediately looked at her with concern. He turned and ran his hands from her hips down her legs to the ties at her ankles, seeing the damage the ties were doing.
“Fuck,”he cursed as pulled abruptly out of her and freed her ankles and wrists. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Her relief was palpable even though her joints had been rubbed raw by the ties and burned a bright red; she knew they were going to be bruised tomorrow. His jaw was clenching hard as he threw the ties onto the floor.
She pushed herself up so she was sitting against the headboard of the bed and began to inspect her injured flesh.
