"I didn't mean it sexually." Correcting myself, I added, "I didn't meanonlysexually."
She wiggled her hips. "Oh, but that's on the table, too, huh?"
"Always."
I put our coats away, drinking her in before taking her hand and leading her to the master bedroom.
“I like where this is going,” she murmured.
She looked breathtaking in her dress, but I wanted her naked, and I wanted to see her take it off.
"Undress yourself. I want to watch," I said.
"You want me to strip?"
"Take it off, Bonnie."
I watched as she pulled down the zipper of her dress and then pushed it past her shoulders. It fell to her waist, and then she lowered it at the same time as her tights. In a matter of seconds, she stood in front of me in only a bra and underwear. Fuck me, she was insanely sexy in black lace that barely covered her pussy, her bra pushing up her breasts. They were round, perfect globes. I couldn't wait to put my mouth on them. But first I wanted to drink her in.
I walked around her, taking my fill. The panties covered even less in the back, but I knew exactly what I was going to do with them after she took them off.
I stepped right behind her, hooking my thumbs in the elastic of her panties. She sucked in her breath. I kneeled, taking them down slowly, kissing her ass cheeks and then farther down the backs of her thighs. She stepped out of them without me needing to order her. She was mine—every inch of her body and her soul. There would be no place for anyone else. Not ever.
"Turn around and take off your bra," I said.
She moved slowly, facing me. I looked up at her as she unhooked the clasp. Her breasts spilled out as she removed it.
"Get on the bed, Bonnie."
She nodded, biting her lip as she spread herself on the bed.
"Put your hands over your head."
She frowned but did as I said, bending one leg.
"Legs straight."
She lowered it onto the mattress.
After taking off all my clothes, I climbed over her with her panties.
"What are you doing with those?"
"Tying your wrists."
"Oh." She gave me a delicious smile.
I drew circles on her wrists with my thumbs first, feeling the change in her body, her muscles going taut. I knew this was a sweet spot for her. I leaned over, kissing each of them before tying them with her panties. They stretched enough that she wouldn't hurt herself, but she couldn't properly move them.
I had her exactly where I wanted her.
Her chest was moving up and down with ragged breaths. I covered her arms with kisses, alternating between only using my lips and giving her my tongue, and then I moved over to her shoulders and her upper body. I feathered my hands down her sides, only teasing, not properly touching. I felt her skin turn to goose bumps.
She gasped. "Travis." Her voice was uneven.
Fuck me, I was already painfully hard. I grabbed my cock, pumping my palm up and down, squeezing, then pumping again.
"Please, Travis. I want you inside me."