Page 21 of His Price

To remind her how real things are between us, and to break the hold the lies have on her mind, I take her hand and lead her back into the house, locking the door behind me. Up until now, I’ve played gently. I won’t anymore. She’s mine, and it’s about time she knows it.

When we reach the bathroom, I stop in the middle of the room and look at her. I drop any shields I usually keep up, where I fight the dominance I feel around her. Now I flood her with all of me. Perhaps it’s the way I look at her, or something more, but her pupils dilate, lips part and she begins breathing heavily, anticipation peppering the air.

“Undress and then press your hands against the vanity and wait for me,” I tell her.

I don’t stick around to see if she obeys my instructions. I know she will. I leave the bathroom and move to the bedroom, opening the dresser drawer when I get there. I fetch out the items I bought before the trip and then I return to Aria. I stop in the doorway, studying the beauty who did exactly as I asked. My vision narrows on her, a gorgeous woman there for my taking. “I want you,” I tell her, not getting closer, letting her anticipate my moving to her. “All of you. Will you give me that, Aria?”

“Yes,” she rasps, staring at me in the mirror.

I smile letting her know I like that answer then approach. When I step in next to her, I place the black crop, black silk ribbon, and a silver butt plug on the vanity in her line of vision. “Do you truly want to give me everything I want?” I ask again, letting her back out.

“Yes,” she says.

I slide my hand across the small of her back feeling the slight tremble beneath her flesh. “If you say stop, I stop. This isn’t about pushing limits. Do you understand?”

She shivers against me. “What if I want to push my limits?”

Regardless that I find her amusing and grin, I lean down and nip her shoulder hard, loving the gasp she gives me. I look at her through the mirror and say more firmly now, “Do you understand?”

Dark eyes greet me. “Yes.”

“Good girl.” I reach for her hands, taking the black ribbon and tying her wrists. “Ah, look what I have here, such a pretty present.” I hook that ribbon over the faucet, keeping her bound there, then I step in behind her, undressing as I stare at her. “Spread your legs.” She wiggles her legs open wider, and I instruct, “Arch your back. I want to see what’s mine this weekend, Aria.”

Her bottom jiggles slightly with her shiver as she arches her back, showing off her damp folds glistening in the light. “That’s it,” I murmur, absorbing the desire she pulls out in me. “So very pretty.” I reach for the crop and slide the leather up her thigh over her bottom to drag down the other thigh. I don’t stop that teasing, continuing to drag the crop up the long line of her spine, letting her anticipate when I’m going to strike her.

Just when I see the slight quiver, a telling sign her adrenaline is running high, I lightly tap my way down her spine to her ass, where I swat each butt cheek before I slide the leather against her reddened flesh.

I glance at her face in the mirror and she’s watching me intently, a sexy gleam in her eyes. It’s playful. I like her this way, surrendering to me. I glance away from her face, paying attention to her body while I continue to drag the crop over her until I’m sliding it down her puckered knot and over her wet folds.

She moans, and I listen to what she’s telling me. I step in behind her, squatting and staring at her ready entrance. I gently tap the crop up against her clit, once, twice, three times.

Just when I can tell she’sright there,I use the flat of the crop to rub against her bundle of nerves until her legs begin shaking. It’s a sexy show of her accepting pleasure, and it hardens my dick to steel.

Her breath hitches, her moans cutting off with her rising pleasure, but I won’t allow her to come this way. I drop the crop, spread her cheeks with my hands and from underneath, I suck on her clit. Hard. Purposeful. Intent.

It’s no surprise she immediately explodes against me. The only thing holding her up is my hands and her shuddering pussy against my mouth. When her knees lock again and she’s gasping for breath, I lick her slit, treating myself to her taste.

When her soft, satisfied moans fill the air again, I rise and move to the drawer taking out the bottle of lube. I drop a generous amount into my hand then stroke the butt plug as I move to her. I rub the remainder of liquid on my hand across her puckered knot, then I spread her cheeks and place just the tip of the plug against her ass.

With my free hand, I grab her hair, loving the way she moans when I do. I’ll use each and everyonbuttonshe has to my advantage. I lean down kissing her shoulder while I use my hand to bend her head, exposing her neck to me. I wait until her moans grow deeper, raspier, then I push against the plug, slowly. I don’t need to rush. I want her body aching for whatever I give her, opening to all that I want.

I drag my lips from her neck to her mouth when I grab her neck, holding firmly while I take her mouth in the ways I’ve yearned to take her. It’s dominating. It’s passionate. It’s wild and dirty. And I fucking love how she melts beneath me.

When the plug finally pushes past the tight rim and settles into place, I finish with a slow slide of my tongue against her parted lips before I lean away and lift the thick ribbon off the facet and tug her forward. Her eyes are dark, nipples tight, all but begging for my mouth.

I grab the lube again before we step into the shower, and I grasp her hip, positioning her to stand under the water. My focus narrows on her when I turn the cold water on. Her eyes go huge and her gasp sizzles over me; I like waking her up like this. From hot to cold, I want her fucking alive for me.

Only when I note her hard tremble do I add warm water and step under the stream, grabbing her chin and using my body to push her back against the wall. I kiss her mouth, her cool soft flesh against my hot, hard body; it’s a stark contrast that I revel in. I slide my hands up her arms raising them above her head, deepening the kiss. I reach for the ribbon and attach it to the hook that I added there Thursday night for this sole purpose.

Now bound in the shower beneath the stream, and with the intensity of what I feel for her burning through me, I grab her chin firmly, angling her mouth and kissing her roughly. I bite her lips and suck on them, telling her I own her. She’s doing what I want her to do, she’s softening beneath me, gasping against my lips, owned by my pleasure.

The water is warm over her, trailing down my face splashing against our mouths. I refuse to wait any longer. I grasp her hip and bend slightly at the knee finding her slit, then I enter her in one swift stroke. Her loud moan echoes against the shower walls while I pump my throbbing cock inside her. I don’t play around when I fuck Aria. I know she likes it hard. And that’s how I’ll give it to her. Because I want her exploding into her orgasm.

I feel the early quivers against my cock, the tightening of her inner muscles, telling me I could easily send her flying but I don’t want that. I want nothing less than her boneless tonight.I spin her so she’s pressed against the glass shower wall, tightening the bindings on her wrists. I reach down and grab the lube, keeping myself out of the stream of the shower, and drench my cock in the lube before dropping the container to the shower’s floor again.

Then I focus on her, caressing her wet, smooth ass.

I reach for the butt plug and slowly take it out, dropping it to the floor. I don’t pause, giving her no time to worry or fret. With one hand on her hip, the other on the base of my dick, I press my cockhead against her puckered knot and I slip the tip in, the plug softening the tight rim as I had hoped. I push inside, steady and gentle, and reach around her body and begin stroking her clit, feeling the shake of her legs.

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