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“Rugby.”
I paused with my hand in the air. “What was that?”
“Rugby,” she repeated. “Safe word, right? Not something I’d normally be yelling out in the heat of the moment.”
I chuckled, my heart squeezing for a moment. Sex had never been like this for me before. Something that had humor as well as arousal. Perhaps that was what I’d been missing, what made Sine inspire me. She possessed both the innocence and sexuality that had prompted my line, so it made sense that she had other seemingly contradictory characteristics.
“Let’s see exactly what I can get you to yell.”
The answer was a litany of curse words that I reasoned could be blamed on her brothers.
My hand was burning, but I doubted it was anywhere close to the heat she was feeling. And yet, when I slid my hand between her legs, her panties were soaked. I pressed my fingers against the wet cloth, increasing the pressure and friction until she cried out, body stiffening.
I took advantage of her post-orgasm haze to move her. I needed to be inside her, but I knew I couldn’t count on being with her again, so there was something I needed to do, something I’d been fantasizing about from the first time I’d tied her up.
The pillows and cushions I used as props offered her a soft place to lay while I changed her restraints. No longer were her hands tied behind her back. Instead, I bent her legs out to the side, a position that would’ve been difficult for someone without Sine’s background in gymnastics. I then tied her wrists to her ankles until she was spread open and exposed, her pussy glistening, pale pink nipples already hardened into little points.
It was too bad she wouldn’t pose nude for me because this image was pure beauty. Even as I thought it, a bolt of jealousy went through me. No. I didn’t want her posing like this for the camera. No one else should have the privilege to see this part of her. And it wasn’t just her body. It was the open look of trust she gave me as I bound her.
That was mine.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her as I stripped, and the way her gaze followed my every move assured me that I wasn’t the only one greedy to drink my fill. I shrugged out of my shirt, then yanked off my jeans.
My erection sprang free, throbbing and aching, but I resisted the urge to touch myself. I went to my knees, resting my hands on my thighs as I traced every line of her body with my gaze. I’d always appreciated the artistic view of the submissives I’d been with in the past, but Sine transcended them. There was no fear on her face, only desire and trust. A good sub would have those things too, but with her, it went beyond the physical.
“I’m going to go down on you,” I said matter-of-factly. “But don’t come until I give you permission.”
“How in the bloody hell am I supposed to stop from coming?”
The expression on her face made me chuckle. “Should we make it a bet?”
She glared at me. “What do I get when I win?”
Her question made me realize that I had a way to ensure that this wouldn’t be our last time together.
“If you win,” I said, “at a time and place of your choosing, I’ll give you no fewer than three orgasms.”
Her eyebrows went up. “That sounds to me like a reward for you as well.”
I lifted a hand and wiggled my fingers. “I’ll do it with just my fingers and mouth.”
“You’re quite certain of yourself, aren’t you now?”
“I am.” I maneuvered myself so that I was crouched down low enough to reach her with little effort.
“And what will be happening if I lose?” she countered.
I met her gaze as I slid my hands under her ass and raised her hips ever so slightly. “At a time and place of my choosing, I get to fuck your ass.”
Her mouth fell open, and I watched her expression for signs of disgust. When I didn’t see any, I flicked out my tongue and lightly traced the sensitive skin at the top of her mound.
“Do we have an agreement?” I asked.
She nodded, then let out a startled cry as I dove in. One day, I planned to take my time with her, slowly drawing out her pleasure until she was sobbing and begging for relief. Right now, however, I was determined to win, and my plan of action was to assault her body with so much stimuli that she’d be unable to compose herself enough to fight off her body’s natural response.
I held her in place as she tried to squirm, whether to get me closer or push me away, I didn’t know. Unless she used the safe word, I was doing what I wanted, and I trusted her to know when it got to be too much.
I used the flat of my tongue to lick her before moving my main focus to her clit. A lot of men, unfortunately, tended to focus on a woman’s vagina. Sure, a woman could experience pleasure from attention there, especially if a man knew how to find her g-spot, but the clitoris was the best place to work some magic, especially when it came to oral sex.
