Chapter 27
LILA
It’s still early when Sutton and I return to the trailer. The fireworks effectively ended the party. Some of the residents are still hanging out around the bonfire but the fun is over. Luckily, the cops didn’t show up or anything.
As soon as we get in the door, Sutton’s hands are on my ass, pulling me to him. “So, what are these plans you have for me?”
I love that he’s so eager. This is going to be amazing. “I have to grab my bag from my room. Be naked in your bed when I come back.”
He starts stripping on the spot, standing in the kitchen, and giggles spill out of me. “The blinds are open.”
“Are you worried your neighbors will be jealous of you if they see all this?” He runs a hand down his bare chest.
“I think they saw it the night you jumped out the window.” The duffel bag with the last of my stuff in it sits in the corner of my bedroom. It’s just some clothes and a few extra items I bought when I went shopping for the butt plugs. I didn’t have any specific plans for them then but I do now.
Sutton lies naked on the bed, waiting for me. “I’m glad you can follow instructions. Because I have more for you.”
“Go ahead. Boss me around. I’m used to it.” His voice is light and teasing when he replies, but I see how his eyes light up. He’s usually the dominant one in the bedroom but he loves it when I take control too.
“Lie on your back,” I order, pulling a set of restraint ropes and cuffs from the bag. He’s handcuffed me before but it’s never been the other way around.
He obeys but reaches over to fondle my breasts under my shirt when I bend over to attach the top restraints to the bedframe. Warmth immediately spreads through me. It’s going to be difficult to take my time but I’m determined.
I grab his hand and shake my head while fastening the cuff around his wrist. “No touching.”
He gives me his other hand so fast, it’s hard not to laugh. “So eager.” He watches my every move as I scoot down to cuff his feet and attach the straps to the bottom of the bedframe.
“That’s not too tight, is it? Nothing hurts?”
“You could light them on fire and I wouldn’t care right now. Get naked and ride me.”
“I think you’re confused on who’s in control here.” For a moment, I just admire the sight of him. This tall, muscled tattooed man spread out and tied to the bed. At my mercy. I’m going to drive him out of his mind. “But I’ll take your request into consideration.”
His lips tilt into a smile. “Fine. You know where everything is. Help yourself.”
I dig into the bag again, and an evil impulse strikes me. His eyes widen when I pull out the largest butt plug that came with the set.
“Hell no. Nothing goes in my ass.”
“Aw, I think you can take it.” He shakes his head as I wave it back and forth. “I have lots of lube.”
“Absolutely not.”
Laughing, I toss it aside and pull out the toy I was after. It’s a hollow silicone tube lined with textured surfaces. “Fine. We’ll stick to the stroker.”
“Now we’re talking.”
I straddle his body and lean over to kiss him then drag my lips over to his ear. “I hope you’re ready to beg.”
“Never.”
We’ll see about that.
I take my time, kissing my way down to his cock that’s been hard since he stripped in the kitchen. His hips jerk a little when I suddenly suck him into my throat.
“Jesus, fuck, Lila.”
He tries to bring his hand to my head like he usually would but doesn’t get far. “Sorry, I’m the only one who gets to touch, remember?”
His eyes close when I lick around the head and soft curses fall out of his lips multiple times while I give the longest and most leisurely blow job ever. Every time he forgets and tries to pull on those restraints, I want to ride the hell out of him. It’s so hot.
All he can do is thrust his hips, trying to get me to go faster, but I keep him from getting too close.
He looks down at me when I stop and watches me lube up the stroker. “This thing said it’s supposed to feel like a blowjob, but you tell me.” Ever so slowly, the stroker sinks onto his cock and the moan he lets out is glorious. “Ooh, that’s tight, isn’t it?”
“Fuck yes, it’s good. Keep going.”
“Yeah, you like this?” I increase my speed incrementally.
He tugs at the restraints again, groaning. Sweat begins to glisten on his chest and forehead. “Are you going to come, Sutton?” He gasps, nodding, and I pop the stroker off him abruptly. “No, I don’t think so.”
“Wha-” He looks down at me and a grin spreads over his lips as he realizes what I’m doing. “Is this where I beg?”
“I don’t know. Is it?” I run my fingertip over the head of his cock and it jerks, desperate for more attention.
Indecision flickers on his face but I know he won’t give in that easy. I’m counting on it.
“Afraid not, sweetheart.”
He’s not the only one worked up, and an idea occurs to me. “Have it your way.”
I strip off my pants and underwear, then sit on his cock, taking him in completely. Oh, that feels good.
“You’re so wet for me.”
“I am.” I ride him but only for a few seconds.
Hovering over him, I wrap my hand around his cock and rub it between my pussy lips.
“I really need to come.” This time I only let the tip of him inside me while I slip my fingers down to circle my clit.
His chest rises and falls rapidly as he watches me.
“Then fuck me.”
“Hmm, I don’t know. This feels pretty good. Maybe I’ll just come like this.” He tries in vain to flex his hips but I ignore it and pull him out. “Or maybe like this.” I sit up on my knees where I can rub the tip of him over my clit.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” he groans.
I lean over him, propping myself up with one hand and look him in the eye as he watches me use his cock to masturbate. The sensation of his slick head rubbing back and forth over my clit gets me there faster than I imagined. He sees it too.
“I’m going to watch you come,” he says, and the words do the trick. A slow, throbbing orgasm rolls through me, making me moan. I vaguely feel him pull at the restraints but it takes me a minute to get control again.
“That was the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. Come on, fuck me.” The plea in his voice reminds me what I’m doing.
I climb off the bed and quickly put my clothes back on.
“What are you doing?”
Putting some layers between us so I’m not tempted to fuck the hell out of him. “Oh, did you want to come too?”
“Delilah, if you don’t get naked and back on top of me…”
“You’ll do what?” I tease, climbing back onto the bed to give his cock a few leisurely strokes. “Not beg. Never beg.”
I grab the stroker and build him back up again until he’s squirming underneath me. “Okay, I’m begging. This is me begging,” he says when I slow my movements again.
“Really? It doesn’t sound like begging.”
“Please, please let me come.”
“That’s more like it.” I squeeze the toy, tightening my grip on his cock and stroke him fast and hard. I know the look he gets when he’s right on the edge, and as soon as I see it, I stop again.
The groan he lets out is full of despair and frustration. “I said please! That’s begging.”
“I said you’d beg. I didn’t say it would work.”
“Lila….what do you want?” His eyes widen in disbelief as I climb off the bed and walk over to his closet.
“I want you to take your punishment.”
“Punishment for what?”
His jaw drops when I pull the stack of polka dot tumblers from the closet and set them on his nightstand. “Oh fuck.” He lays his head back and laughs.
“Oh fuck is right. You’ll come when I’m ready.”
His desperation only grows as I resume. “I’m sorry!” he pants, after I leave him hanging two more times.
“Not so funny now, is it?” I taunt.
“No, Delilah, please.” He’s coated in sweat. His face is red and his breathing is stuttered. It’s time to put him out of his misery.
I hover my lips above his. “Now, I’m going to watch you come. Keep your eyes on me or I’ll stop again.”
His nod is frantic. His cock is rock hard under my hand as I grip him. Steady, firm strokes draws the most satisfying sounds from him. The sexiest whimpers and moans. He never takes his gaze off mine and I watch his eyes glaze over.
“Oh fuck, oh yes, Delilah please.” The words are followed by a sharp shout and his hips fly off the bed. His eyes slam shut and his head falls back. The look on his face is pure bliss.
Wow. If there were any leftover swimmers, they must be gone now because I’ve never seen someone come so much.
While he’s recovering his senses, I use the towel to dry off his cock, then stick a smiley face sticker with the words Great Job on the head of it. “There you go.”
He chuckles and stares up at me with a hazy smile. “Are you going to let me go?”
“I suppose.”
I’ve unfastened both of his hands and I’m working on his legs when Amos’s voice booms. “What the fuck?”