Page 31 of Perfect
“I came over because you needed me,” he says, his voice slow and patient, like he’s explaining something to a child.
I scoff in disbelief. “Ineedyou?” He nods, his pupils dilating as he looks me up and down, and my blood turns to ice.
Oh,no.
He stands up and grabs the backpack he left near the front door, slipping off his shoes and coming back towards me. Panic starts to numb my body as I watch him, and I sit there paralyzed with fear, trying hard to force air in and out of my lungs.
Not this.
“You can walk into the bedroom, or I can carry you. It’s up to you,” he says, flashing me a quick grin. I stare at him blankly and he smirks, bending down quickly and picking me up, carryingme bridal style into my bedroom. My body is rigid in his arms, my hands tight against my chest as he lays me down gently on the bed. I clench my legs together, pushing myself back towards the headboard and curling up as small as possible as he opens the backpack and pulls out some lengths of rope.
“Please,” I choke out. He looks up at me with a wicked smile as he grabs one of my ankles and pulls me back to the center of the bed, making quick work binding my ankle to the corner of my bed frame. I try to keep my legs locked together, but he snags my other ankle and makes quick work of tying that leg down. I fight back tears as I realize I can’t close my legs at all. He walks towards me with more rope, and I force myself to push through the overwhelming panic and not shut down.
“Please,do-” He presses his thumb against my lips, dragging it across my bottom lip slowly.
“You’re so impatient. Ilovethat,” Theo says as he starts to loop rope through the handcuffs, pulling my wrists over my head and tying them to the headboard. He spends a long moment staring at me, his lips parting faintly as his eyes move slowly over my body. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”
I have no idea what to do. I’m helpless like this, spread out with little ability to move and no one to hear me scream, and I’m starting to get numb.
“Theo,” I force out, failing to keep my voice from shaking, “Pleasest-” He covers my mouth with his finger again, smirking at me.
“You’resoneedy,” he teases as he bends down, cupping my face in his hands and kissing me again. A sharp thrill passes through me, but I don’t kiss him back. He tilts my head back anyway, making a low, content sound as his tongue glides against mine, and I start to cry. He pulls back slightly, his eyes wide.
“You feel it, don’t you?” I just stare at him, and he smiles, his face almost relieved as he pushes my hair behind my ear. “Don’t worry, Alex. I’ve got you now,” he says, and I feel his fingers trailing up my leg. I shut my eyes, crying harder as his hand moves closer to my core. “Look at me, sweetheart.” I reluctantly open my eyes, and he gives me a soft, sweet smile. “Hey, I’m here now. Everything’s going to be okay.” My body tenses up as he touches me gently, slipping my thong to the side, his finger gliding against me effortlessly from how wet I am.
I’m only this wet because I masturbated earlier, but his eyebrows shoot up and he grins at me.
I open my mouth to tell him to stop, but nothing but a soft exhale comes out. Fuck, I’m so confused and overwhelmed that I can’t even speak. Theo’s eyes flit between my face and my cunt, his breathing increasing slightly, his eyes dark. He starts rubbing my clit softly, watching my face intently, and I’m frozen in fear as I stare back at him. His brows furrow slightly, and he presses harder against my clit, and my hips jump involuntarily. He smirks, continuing that pressure as his other hand reaches for my face, softly stroking my bottom lip with his thumb.
My core burns, and my eyes widen when I realize my body is so pent-up and frustrated that I’m starting to react to his touch. I try not to visibly react to him, but he seems to be able to tell that I’m holding back. He pulls his hand away from my cunt and delivers a quick, soft slap against my clit. I gasp at the sensation, and he grins.
“There we go,” he says, almost to himself, as he pushes his thumb into my mouth, letting it rest heavily on my tongue before he slips one of his fingers into me, and I can’t help moaning. Theo pushes his thumb deeper into my mouth, and he makes a satisfied sound when I whine involuntarily. He bends his head down, biting my nipple through the lace cup of my bra and withdrawing his finger to gently pinch my clit. I arch up hard,my breath stuttering at the joint sensations, my leg tensing involuntarily as scorching heat races down my spine.
He grins up at me, slipping two fingers inside of me and crooking hard, making me gasp.
“Do you want to come, sweetheart?” I try to say something in protest, try to scream at him, try to tell him to fuck off, but I can’t. When I try to shake my head, my chin bobs slightly instead, and he gives me a satisfied smile.
“Let's make it good, okay?” He withdraws his fingers, moving to the end of the bed and bending down to grab something from the backpack. I hear a soft buzzing, and my head feels too heavy as I look down at the large wand vibrator in his hand. He keeps it on low as he kneels between my legs, starting to drag it against my inner thighs, close but not close enough, avoiding anywhere I want him to touch me with it. I shut my eyes and let my head flop back onto the pillow, willing myself to detach from my body.
I can usually do that so easily, but not right now.
Theo leans down and kisses me deeply, his tongue thrusting into my mouth as he presses the vibrator hard into my clit. It only takes a few seconds before I feel the orgasm building in my core, my body starting to tense up, a long keening sound escaping me as I get close. He moans into my mouth and kisses me harder, biting and sucking my bottom lip while his other hand grips my throat, squeezing gently on the sides. I let out a series of soft little whines that make his grip tighten on my throat further, sending a wave of heat down my spine.
“Come.” I'm confused for just a second at how my body reacts to him saying that, and then I scream as the tension in my core snaps. My entire body feels hot, my vision goes white behind my eyelids, and my brain shuts off as I’m completely overwhelmed by the pleasure running rampant through my body.
I lie there, panting hard as I come down, my body humming with pleasure and twitching with aftershocks. I couldn’t formwords if I tried, and my mind feels hazy, soft and slurring, gliding over everything. I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling, completely confused.
My body doesn’t seem to want to register that he’s going to fuckingkillme, because that was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.
“Fuck, you’re so pretty when you come for me,” Theo says, his hand tightening against my throat before releasing me, and I close my eyes again as he slowly pulls the vibrator away. I feel him repositioning his body and kissing his way up my right leg, dragging his tongue slowly up my inner thigh, nipping at the soft skin there. I moan as his velvety tongue drags gradually up the length of my cunt, and I start panting hard as the tip of his tongue flicks against my clit. I raise my head and lock eyes with him, surprised.
I had no idea that head could feel this good.
His hands grip the tops of my thighs, and he makes a long, low moan as his tongue pushes inside me. He looks up at me as he draws his tongue up the length of me with torturous slowness before he finally drags his tongue against my clit. A soft, strangled sound escapes me when I feel him kiss and lick and suck me there again and again, and an orgasm builds in my core rapidly.
My right leg begins to tense up and twitch, and my breath starts getting shallower and coming more rapidly. Theo makes low, encouraging sounds as I start coming, my body shaking and my vision flickering at the edges, moans pouring out of me as the orgasm tears away the last of my thoughts.
He’s going to kill me, but at least I’ll have finally gotten some good head before I die.
