Page 11 of His to Keep
I hadn’t really planned this part. My goal was to show her how it felt to submit with someone you trusted. How pain and pleasure can go hand in hand when you give yourself up to someone like this. I figured I’d spank her with my hand and a paddle and maybe get her off with my fingers. But this… I want to fucking worship this woman.
I take my time on her tits, rolling a nipple between my fingers while I suckle the other. Her hips rise and fall, faster and faster, her body begging for some kind of friction. I love that I’m the only one who can give her what she wants in this moment, what she needs.
“My girl wants more,” I murmur against her breast, then bring the tightened bud between my teeth and bite down, gently at first, using more force as her whimpers turn to a squeal. “I do like that noise,” I sigh, moving over to the other breast to apply the same treatment. She squeals again. “Love being rough with your tits, baby.”
“Sir, please,” she begs, her voice wild as she thrashes around on the bed. I’d like to torture her some more, but I can smell her arousal in the air and it’s making me insane. I slide down her body, running wet kisses over her stomach and hips, then grab her knees and roughly force her legs open.
“Holy fuck,” I mutter, awed at the sight. Her pussy is perfect, pretty pink and so wet for me. I want to devour that wetness, want to drown in it. I lean in and run my tongue up her folds, the sound of her low, guttural groan adding fuel to the fire in my blood.
I bury my face between her thighs and give in to the desire to lose all control. I lap at her folds, run my tongue around her clit, push my fingers deep into her tight heat. She’s so wet for me, so completely wild, the way she’s thrashing around on the bed, her hips bucking up into my face. It’s like I’ve stripped away all her inhibitions and I fucking love it.
When her thighs tighten around my head, when her body tightens, I already know this won’t be enough. I’m going to need to make this woman come on my tongue again and again. She breaks apart with a gasping cry, her hips flying up as I continue to lap and suck.
“Holy…oh my…fuck,” she whispers above me. I peer up at her from between her thighs and once again, she takes my fucking breath away. Her cheeks and chest are flushed, her eyes wide and glassy, hands still bound behind her back, hair a tangled mess on the pillow.
“Gorgeous,” I growl, lowering my head again. “Absolutely gorgeous.”
“Oh,” she gasps, when she feels my tongue on her again. “Oh, sir. I don’t think…” another gasp as I slide my tongue into her slit. She squirms under me. “I don’t think I can!”
“Still,” I bark out. “You can if I say you can, Rebecca. You know why?” She stares down at me with wide eyes, shaking her head. “Because this pretty little pussy is mine tonight. I won it. Iownit.”
Before she can respond, I’m back between her thighs, making her come over and over again on my tongue, until her whimpers and moans turn into sharp cries. When her body finally collapses onto the bed, exhausted and wrung out, I relent. My cock is throbbing so much I can barely see straight.
“On your knees,” I demand, growling when she doesn’t move fast enough. Her body seems to have turned to liquid under my ministrations, and I can’t say I don’t love it. I grab her shoulders and pull her into a kneel on the mattress. “Let’s take this off,” I murmur, going to work on her bound hands.
“Wh…why?” she mumbles, sounding sleepy and fully sated.
“You need your hands so you can pinch me if you want me to stop.”
Her rumpled, sated look turns confused. “I thought…you don’t want me to use my safe word?”
I’m sure my grin is as wicked as I feel as I lean in closer to her. “You won’t be able to talk with my cock in your mouth.”
“Oh,” she breathes out, eyes widening, suddenly much more alert. She licks her lips—actually licks her fucking lips—while she stares down at the tent in my slacks.
“Unbutton my shirt,” I order and, with shaking fingers, she complies. There’s something incredibly intimate about this moment, something so perfectly submissive about her kneeling there, totally naked and disheveled from my ministrations, undressing me. “Belt now,” I demand. She unbuckles it then pauses, her hands drifting around my zipper, waiting for my next command. I love that she waits, love that she’s allowing me to control every aspect of this.
I want to tell her to pull the belt from the loops. Want to wrap it around my hand and bring it down onto her already-stinging ass. But I’m pretty sure if I wait any longer my cock is going to actually explode, so I slide the zipper down myself then grab the sides of her face. “I’m going to fuck your mouth.” She nods, eyes glazed over with desire. It fucking kills me that she seems as excited to please me as she had been to come herself. “I won’t be gentle, Rebecca,” I whisper.
“Good,” she says, then grins. “Sir.”
Fuck, she’s going to ruin me and I don’t even care. I remain kneeling on the bed, readjusting her into a crouch so my cock is level with her face. The position has the added benefit of showing me the top of her reddened ass. The sight of that is enough to unleash the beast in me from the chains he’s been rattling since we entered this room. I grab her head again and push her down onto my dick.
“Fuck,” I groan, low and loud as the heat of her mouth envelops me. I knew it would feel good in her sweet little mouth but this…Fuck, I might just embarrass myself here.
I take a deep breath, trying to get myself under control, and start to thrust in her mouth. I’m rough with her right from the start. I can’t help it, and from the sounds she’s making around my cock she likes the treatment as much as I enjoy giving it. I wrap her hair around one fist and use it to push her further and further onto me, my hips slamming up to meet her eager mouth. Her red ass captures my attention again. Curving my body over hers, I smack her again, and again, loving the vibration of her yelping against my dick.
With a final smack, I straighten up. I’m so greedy with this girl. I want to see every part of her as I take my pleasure—her red ass, her sweet pussy. I decide for now I’ll settle on watching her plump pink lips stretch around my cock. As I look down at her gorgeous face, her eyes suddenly open, latching onto mine. It’s everything I can do not to come right then, watching those desire-filled eyes staring up at me while my dick disappears into her perfect mouth.
I’m not going to be able to let her go,I realize. It doesn’t matter that this is only supposed to be for a night. It doesn’t matter that some other asshole has a claim on her. I’m addicted to her now, and I’m not going to be satisfied with anything or anyone but her.
“Gonna come,” I groan, and she gives a happy little hum around my cock, like she can’t imagine anything better than me exploding in her mouth. That’s what does it—how pleased she sounds. Like she wants it as much as I do. I tighten my fingers in her hair and give a final, groaning thrust. She doesn’t let up for a second, sucking me through it, taking every drop I have to give her while she continues to hum happily. Then she laps at my dick with her pretty pink tongue while I try not to collapse on top of her.
The orgasm takes every ounce of remaining strength from my body. All of a sudden I’m very aware that I haven’t slept in God knows how long, that I was on a plane for hours and hours, crossing thirteen fucking time zones. How I’m even keeping my eyes open is a mystery.
“Fuck,” I groan, running my hand over her soft hair, gentle now. “So good, baby.” I finally release her, falling backwards onto the pillows. She stays down at my hips, her soft cheek resting on my thigh, and I’m pretty sure I’d be happy to stay just like this forever.
Tonight was nothing like I expected. Probably nothing like she’d expected either. I’d been rough with her, had been completely in control from start to finish, the way I need to be during sex. But we hadn’t been particularly kinky. I hadn’t used any toys. Hadn’t administered any real pain. Instead, we’d connected on a level I have no experience with. Satisfying this woman was every bit as good as any of my filthiest BDSM fantasies. Better, even.
