Page 63 of Untether

Her expression is defiant. ‘Bring it.’

‘You’re hardcore,’ I say. I pause and exhale sharply, nostrils flaring, as I smear more cum over her tits, paying special attention to her nipples. They’re so slippery. So hard.

Her breath is coming in short, shallow bursts. Her tits are heaving under my touch. She’s so fucking gorgeous.

‘What would they all say if they could see you now?’ I muse aloud. I’ve got my palm flat on her skin, rubbing my cum all over her chest and stomach. ‘Everyone’s precious Aida, slayer of politicians, chained up and naked and gagging to be fucked by a thug?’

‘I don’t give a flying fuck what they’d say,’ she spits.

So help me God, I believe her.

‘Stay there,’ I order ineffectually, because she’s not going anywhere, and I hop off the bed. In the ensuite bathroom, I run the tap until the water’s warm, then soak and wring outa washcloth. I take great pleasure in wiping it gently over her captive body.

My dick is hard again. I give it a quick once-over with the washcloth before chucking it in the direction of the bathroom. It hits the doorframe with a wet slap and slips to the floor.

Whatever.

I bound onto the bed and straddle her shoulders, putting most of my weight on her chest. I stare down at her, and she gazes up at me, her eyes huge. Before she has time to react, I fist my cock and drag it over her bottom lip. The one that makes me crazy. It drags at her mouth, and that sensation of her skin brushing along my crown has me shivering.

‘Cal,’ she begins. ‘Do you—’

‘Shut the fuck up,’ I say. ‘Fucking take it.’ Then I’m shoving my hard cock down her open throat, and she gags as soon I hit the back of her throat.

Jesus fucking Christ, that feeling. It’s like nothing else. I stare down at her and grit my teeth together as I slap a palm to the headboard, because the thrill of dominating her, of sitting on her chest, and feeding her my dick, and watching as her eyes sparkle with unshed tears and her hands tug at their cuffs and her head attempts to thrash from side to side, has adrenalin coursing through my veins, hot and sick and impossible not to act on.

I fuck her mouth for a couple of minutes, noting with satisfaction how my girl finds a rhythm. Finds a way to take me, to overcome her gag reflex.

‘There you go,’ I tell her, thrusting back into the warm, wet oblivion of her open mouth. It is fucking nirvana. ‘Knew you could do it.’

I allow myself a few more drives, because she’s taking melike a fucking champ, and gazing into her watering eyes, seeing her struggle turn to surrender, is hypnotic.

I can sense her lower body moving. I reach one hand behind me, trailing my fingertips down her stomach until they find her cunt. Jesus.

‘You’re fucking soaked,’ I tell her, allowing myself to jam a couple of fingers inside her satiny wetness. She instantly tilts her pelvis so she’s grinding into them. ‘What a greedy little whore you are for my cock. Is choking on my dick turning you on?’

She attempts to nod, her eyes wide.

‘Better fill you up then,’ I grit out. I’m back on the knife edge of desire so strong I’m barely functioning. My entire awareness has narrowed to Aida’s mouth around my dick and the prospect of burying myself inside her cunt. Of fucking into her over and over so hard we both explode.

‘You don’t get to speak,’ I tell her. ‘You can say your safe word, and you can moan and scream and show me how much you love being fucked, but you don’t get to speak. You’re mine to play with tonight. I don’t need your smart mouth.’

I rear up slightly, pulling my dick out of her mouth and replacing it with my fingers. She sucks her own arousal off them obediently.

What a good girl she can be when she wants to be.

As I get off the bed and grab a condom from the bowl, I ask her, ‘Anything you want to say to me?’

She raises her eyebrows at me but shakes her head.

‘Fine,’ I say. ‘Don’t say I didn’t warn you.’

This woman is a piece of work. She wants a baptism of fire, she’ll get one. She’s so much more impressive, more accomplished than me in every way, and I couldn’t find that more of a turn-on.

But this, right here, is where I’m as accomplished as they fucking come. This is my kingdom, and this is where I’ll make Aida Russell lose her power of speech.

I roll the condom on as she watches with hungry eyes and get back between her long, shapely legs. Another quick glance in the mirror, and I still fucking like what I see. I jerk my head towards our reflections.

‘Look.’

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