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“Oh, Sugar, it’s more of a show than tell kind of thing,” he murmurs, chuckling darkly, sparking arousal to flood my core and I moan. As soon as the hair tie snaps in place, he spins me around, crushing my lips to his. His tongue slides into my mouth—plundering, devouring, capturing my very soul. He’s like the best dream; one that I never want to wake from. I told him this wasn’t forever, but I’m addicted, and he’s the only cure.
Silky strands of his hair tickle my fingers as I twine my arms around his neck and press my breasts into his muscular chest. The towel falls to the floor silently, pooling around my ankles. Large calloused hands grab my ass, lifting, and my legs wrap around him. My pussy brushes against the material of his shirt. The softness is gentle against my throbbing core, and I sigh in pleasure.
“You gonna be a good girl for me? Take all the pleasure I can give you and then some more?” he asks, walking us toward my bedroom.
“I want your cock in my mouth,” I demand, letting out a squeal when he drops me on the fluffy bed.
“That can be arranged,” he replies gruffly, grabbing a few items off the dresser. Bouncing onto my knees, I squirm left and right, trying to peer around his massive shoulders. But he doesn’t make me wait long, turning with a wicked grin that sends shivers of anticipation down my spine.
In his hand is a large bundle of shiny black rope. Gulp. Yes, please.
My mind races. The bedroom has never been a place of exploration before, but this has always been a kink I’ve wanted to try and the thought alone has me getting embarrassingly wet. He holds it out to me; letting me run my fingers over the smooth cables and investigate at my own pace. Heat rolls in my veins, igniting a desire so strong that I whimper. Can I trust him not to hurt me?
The promise to never be vulnerable to a man again pounds in my temples. Tied up, I’ll be completely at his mercy. But I trust him. Completely.
My eyes meet his, and understanding passes between us. ‘You’re safe with me,’ his gaze says. And the fluttering in my chest calms.
“Lay down. Hands over your head. Legs spread,” he orders. The snap in his tone has me obeying instantly, and I fall onto my back, assuming the position. Nerves slither in my belly, but they’re quickly overtaken by excitement when the rope wraps around my wrists. The cord coils around each wrist, kissing my skin and my core pulses. Needy and aching. Jeremy presses an end of the rope into my palm. “Pull this at any time, and the knot will release.”
The power he gives me at that moment fills my chest with warmth. A warmth that, for a moment, overwhelms me with a sense of rightness. Of love. No.
Jeremy is careful, checking the binding to make sure they aren’t too tight, peppering my heated skin with open-mouthed kisses that make me shiver and arch up. The tip of the rope slides over me, swirling around the diamond-hard peaks of my nipples, the texture lighting something deep within me. “Look at you, Sugar, being such a good girl. So beautiful all tied up for me.”
My breath comes out in rapid pants and he slaps my nipples with the rope, causing blood to rush to them, increasing the sensitivity and making my clit ache. “Again,” I beg, and he brings it down on me once more before trailing lower to tie my spread legs. Holy hell, I could come from that alone.
“Look at these pretty nipples,” he says, moving up along my side again and reaching out to roll them between his fingers. They turn red under his attention and he bends forward, still completely clothed, taking one into his mouth and sucking hard.
“Ohhhh,” I cry, loving the pressure. “Yes, more of that.” And he does just as I ask until I’m a quivering wet mess.
“Gonna fuck these tits. Mark them with my fingers,” he growls. Holy hell, I want that. I’ll beg for that. “And you’re going to come for me over and over while I do.”
Jeremy climbs off the bed in a smooth motion, grabbing a few more things from the dresser top and tearing open a box. I jump when a buzzing sound reaches me. He gives me a cocky wink, bringing a large wand vibrator into my eyeline. My mouth gapes open.
“Where’s that going?” I ask, confused, and he rolls it over me, bringing it down my body until it’s hovering over my pussy.
“Right on your pretty little clit,” he rasps, sliding the head of the wand through my soaked folds, wetting it in my juices, and I roll my hips, wanting more. Begging him to push it deep inside me, but he doesn’t. Instead, he attaches it to some rope that’s coiled around my hips. How did I not notice that bit?
My whimper is met with a sharp tap on my thigh. “Drop your knees for me. Show me all of my pussy,” he growls, and I let my legs relax. “So fucking pretty.”
His fingers wander over me, dipping deep inside. “Oh. Yes. Deeper. Give me your cock,” I beg, already on a razor edge.
“Oh, baby. We’re just getting started,” he rasps, slipping out of me. “Gonna show you who this pussy belongs to.”
Jeremy tugs on the rope until the wand rests right over my clit, thrumming over the sensitive bundle of nerves. Holy hell. The intensity blows through me. Pleasure coils almost immediately, building as I get wetter and wetter. Moans escape my lips and I thrash against the bonds, the pulsation between my legs almost too much.
“That’s right, Sugar, come. Come for me over and over until mine is the only name you remember,” Jeremy demands, crawling up my body. His clothes disappeared during my distraction, and he climbs onto his knees, straddling my body. I stare up at him, naked and so fucking hot. Every movement of his sinewy body makes my mouth water and heightens my desire. His muscular thighs on either side of me flex temptingly, and he slides his thick cock between my tits, leaving a trail of pre-come that shines in the valley between them. Arching my head forward, I lick the velvety purple tip, allowing the salty flavor to burst over my tongue.
With his taste on my lips and the vibrator buzzing on my clit, my control snaps. My skin flushes and my body shakes. The pleasure between my legs becomes impossible to ignore, cresting in a tsunami that rushes through me and I cry out.
“That’s right. I’m going to fucking ruin you so good, Sugar,” he growls, squirting some lube in the valley between my breasts, then using his hands to push them together. Pleasure builds again, but my eyes are glued to his length shuttling between the increasingly sensitive mounds. He teases my nipples, rolling them between his fingers, and my whole body goes electric, arching and yanking at the bonds. But I can’t do anything besides accept every sensation and submit. My head arches forward, opening my mouth to accept him with every thrust.
“Oh fuck,” he cries, his eyes rolling back when I capture his tip and suck hard. “You’re a goddess.” His hips flex, muscular thighs tensing with every forward motion. The pressure between my legs rises again, the vibrator making me throb with desire even as the pulses hurtle me closer and closer to the edge. Holy shit, pleasure spirals, my belly tenses, and my pussy floods as another orgasm crashes through me. Obliterating all of my barriers.
I throw my head back, screaming out at all the sensations assaulting me. At the same moment, Jeremy comes hard, his abs tensing when his cock twitches, splashing rope after rope of cum across my breasts.
“Too much, too much,” I cry as the vibrator ramps up again, making me completely breathless as it hammers my clit. “Ohhh!”
My hoarse sobs echo around the room as another orgasm follows the previous, whiting out my vision and causing my whole body to twitch and shake. My eyes roll in my head, and my pulse pounds as more pleasure than I’ve ever known rushes through me.
