Page 71 of Bit's Bliss
“One book and, yes,” she whispered.
“Which is how you knew you might like to experience those things yourself when I asked.”
“Yes, sir.”
“What are some things you read that you didn’t think you’d like?”
“Something harsher, like being whipped or caned.” She shuddered. “Or being shared.”
“I would never do any of those things with you. I’m not a sadist; I’m merely a dominant. As far as sharing you, if it was something you decided you wanted, it would have to be a hard limit for me. Meaning, I couldn’t do it. What else?”
“There were things mentioned but not done that sounded horrifying.”
“Blood play?”
“That was one. Also, fire play.”
Rather than continue discussing things that would turn both of us off, I rested my hands on her hips and brought my lips to hers, gently caressing her mouth until she opened to me.
As I circled her tongue with mine and her thighs tightened, I nipped her bottom lip before leaning away. “Is there anything else you want to talk to me about or tell me now?”
“I don’t think so, sir.”
“I’m going to remove you from my lap, then you are going to sit with your hands at your sides while Itake care of you. If there is anything else you need to say, do it now, little dove. Otherwise, only speak your safe words.”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered, easing her body from mine. I turned her in my arms and pulled her between my legs before grabbing body wash from a shelf built in near the edge of the bathtub. I ran my soapy hands over every part of her before turning on the rain shower above us. Its flow was slow and gentle but enough for me to wash her hair.
When finished, I shut off the rain shower, took her hand in mine, and poured body wash into her palm. After putting it away, I leaned against the porcelain and spread my arms and legs. Eberly smiled, then washed me in the same way I had her.
My desire for her had reached the point of being painful, so in an effort to move things along more quickly, I dunked my head under the water, drizzled shampoo into my hair, and washed it myself.
I stood, grabbed two towels from the warmer, opened the ports to drain the water, then held my hand out for Eberly to stand too. When her gaze landed on my erection and she didn’t look away, I couldn’t helpbut imagine her kneeling before me as I thrust into her warm and eager mouth.
“Dry yourself, then I will help you get out. Then go into the bedroom and lie face up. Spread your arms and legs for me, like you imagined when you read the stories. There is one more thing we haven’t talked about that I’d like you to consider doing for me.”
Her eyes met mine.
“I would like to blindfold you, little dove.”
She nodded once, wrapped the towel around her, then waited for me to help her out. I gave her time to get herself in position and settled on the mattress before joining her. I stood at the end of the bed and spread her legs farther apart. Her eyes opened wide when I reached down and pulled a cuff attached to the footboard from where it was previously hidden by the bedclothes. I fastened it around her left ankle and moved up her body, trailing my fingers as I went, then cuffing both wrists and her other ankle. Next, I covered her eyes with a black silk scarf, tying it behind her head.
Kneeling between her legs, I ran my hands up the inside of her thighs, then leaned down and captured a hard pink nipple between my lips. I kneaded theopposite breast, then caught the nub between my fingers and tugged gently, before letting go and trailing my mouth and tongue down her center. She squirmed and writhed but was unable to move much beyond that, given her restraints. Alternating between her saturated entrance and her swollen clit, I licked and sucked, then added two fingers. Her pussy softened, growing wetter each time I thrust. When I curled my fingers and attached my mouth to her clit, Eberly screamed my name as she shook with the first of what would be many powerful orgasms I planned to give her.
When her pussy clenched my fingers, I couldn’t wait any longer. I withdrew them from inside her, sheathed my cock, and positioned myself at her entrance, then buried myself as deep as I could with one thrust. Eberly cried out, and she tightened around me as if to hold me still. I couldn’t. I’d been on the same edge she’d been far too long. Now was not the time for gentle lovemaking, I pounded into her, adjusting the angle, then rotating my hips before slamming in again as deep as her body would allow me.
“Come with me,” I practically pleaded, knowing I couldn’t hold on more than a few more seconds. Eberly cried out again as she convulsed in pleasure.
As soon as I felt her heart rate return to normal, I pulled out and caught the release on the wrist cuffs, one with each hand. “Keep them there until I tell you to move.” I rolled from the bed, released the ankle cuffs, then put my arm around her waist and lifted her in my arms.
I sat on the edge of the bed, then shifted to put her across my lap. “Hold onto my legs and spread yours so I can see how wet you are,” I demanded.
My cock pressed against her abdomen, and it was all I could do not to have her straddle me again, but this time, ease herself down and take her turn fucking me. First, though, her punishment.
Eberly whimpered as I kneaded and stroked the flesh of her ass.
“I am going to spank you now, little dove. Each time my hand connects with your bottom, I want you to count, thank me for it, then ask for another. You will take twenty from me.”
“Oh, God,” I heard her whisper. There’d come a time when her doing so would earn her an extra ten, but not tonight. Not her first time.
