Chapter 32
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
When they arrived at James’s condo, he went over to the small tree Laura had helped him decorate. Her heartrate sped up when he pulled a small package from underneath. “I hope you don’t mind that I got you a present, Laura?”
“As long as it’s nothing too expensive,” she replied with apprehension. “As a matter of fact, I have a present for you, too.”
“Ladies first,” James said, handing her the package.
Laura stared at the box, relieved that it seemed the wrong size and weight to be jewelry. Jewelry, after all, was a signal that things were much more serious than Laura wanted their relationship to be. She removed the wrapping paper without ripping it to shreds and opened the slim box to find the most beautiful silk scarf she had ever seen. It was a paisley pattern in rich jewel tones of gold and maroon.
“It’s beautiful, James.” Laura stroked the fabric reverently. “Where did you find it?”
“It was easy,” James said. “I asked Wilma to find me something that would go with your green dress. You got it from her, right?”
She nodded. “It’s absolutely perfect. Thank you. And here is my present to you,” she said as she reached into her bag. She pulled out a slim package, beautifully wrapped and handed it to him.
To her amusement, he removed the wrapping paper with less care than she did, and opened the box to reveal a black leather wallet.
“I really appreciate it, honey, it’s perfect. I’ve had my current wallet for longer than I care to remember.” He paused and Laura’s toes curled with his next words. “Now I think it’s time we moved on to the X-rated portion of the evening. Into the bedroom and take off your dress. Leave the rest on for now.”
Without hesitation, she followed his command. Her heart pounded with excitement and nervousness. Her hands trembled slightly as she undressed. She stood there, in her lingerie, waiting for his return. The few moments felt like an eternity, but he didn't keep her waiting for long. He walked in only wearing his slacks, and her pulse quickened at the sight of his broad chest and muscular arms.
“Now, instead of me tying you up tonight, we’re going to try something different. It’s called ‘honor bondage.’ You’re going to stand with your hands held behind your back and keep them there without me having to physically restrain you.” He knelt down and began to explore her body.
After taking off her dress, she wore a green lace bra and panties set as well as stockings and a garter belt and, of course, his favorite high heeled shoes.
He began by stroking and kissing her legs, slowly moving higher, paying special attention to the sensitive area behind her knees.
Laura shivered as he tickled her there, struggling to maintain her balance and to hold in her giggles. As he moved higher up, her arousal grew. When he reached her pussy, he carefully moved around it, with only the lightest touches over and around her clit.
Laura gave a small sound of frustration as he continued his path higher without removing her panties. He paused around her belly button and kissed it as thoroughly as he had her mouth. Hidden nerves, ones she hadn’t known existed, sprang to life, and the sensations went straight to her clit.
Again, he went higher, fondling her breasts through the silk and lace of her bra. He put his lips to her nipples and began to suck strongly through the material until her tiny nubbins became erect. Laura bit her lip, aching with longing. Now standing, he continued his journey up her body, kissing her neck and sucking on her ear lobes before finally claiming her mouth.
By this time, Laura was having considerable trouble keeping her balance.
“Is there a problem?” James asked solicitously.
“Yes, Sir. I’m afraid I’m about to fall over. Please would you remove my shoes?” she begged.
“Since you ask so politely, it will be my pleasure to help you.” He held her firmly as he helped her step out of each shoe and removed her stockings and garter belt as well.
“I love how smooth these stockings are,” he told her as he slid them slowly down each leg, caressing her as he went. When she was standing stable once more, he kissed her and then started working his way down her body again. His kisses fluttered around her neck, and she got the most divine shiver when he fluttered his tongue directly into her ear. Then he stepped around behind her and removed her bra.
Now he paid more attention to her bare breasts. Nibbling and sucking, he worked his way around the nipples without touching them. She made another sound, and he pulled his mouth away from her breasts.
“Is there something you want, sub?” he asked with a devious glint in his eyes.
“N-no, Sir,” Laura stammered. She knew he could keep her on edge for hours if he chose, but hoped he would be generous with her orgasms for the holiday.
“Good, because for a moment I thought you might be starting to top from the bottom, and you know how I feel about that.” He returned his attention to her breasts, this time nipping them harder, just enough to redden the skin and finally he began to suckle on her nipples. He alternated between them, sucking one while pinching and pulling on the other. The intense feeling went straight to her clit. If only he would do a little more, she thought she would come.
Again, he moved lower on her body, and this time, when he reached her panties, he gently lowered them and had her step out of them, steadying her as she did so. Then he began in earnest on her pussy.
He started by caressing her with his hands, using feathery touches and then getting stronger, as he moved over her labia and touched everything except her clit. As his hands moved farther back, he moved his mouth over her clit and with no more preamble began to suck on it strongly.
Bound by honor, Laura didn't move, helpless against the sensations he evoked in her body. As the pull in her core deepened, a surge of pleasure erupted from the depths of her being, unfurling like fireworks in the night sky on the 4th of July. It bloomed within her, radiating through every nerve and fiber of her womanhood, as if a magnificent symphony of sensations had been set ablaze.
The ecstasy expanded, bursting forth in a kaleidoscope of emotions that mirrored the vivid explosions of light and color overhead. Each flick of his tongue, and each caress of his fingers, sparked another burst of delight, like crackling fireworks that filled the air with their mesmerizing brilliance.
Her pleasure soared higher and higher, painting her world in a breathtaking palette of sensations. Every breath mingled with elation; every touch infused with an electric current that sent waves of ecstasy coursing through her veins.
With abandon, Laura threw her head back, and her muscles began to spasm as he took her straight over the precipice into a beautiful orgasm.
As her knees threatened to buckle and a moment of panic washed over her, she need not worry. James swiftly moved to her side, his strong arms encircling her frame, providing a steady support to prevent her from losing her balance. With his reassuring presence, she regained her composure, feeling his comforting touch as he held her close. His gentle strokes on her back and shoulder, accompanied by the soothing murmur of soft reassurances and compliments in her ear, brought a sense of calm and security in the aftermath of her powerful climax.
When she was fully back to herself, he moved with her to the bed and had her lay down, spread-eagled as she had been before. He quickly secured her with soft leather cuffs and said, “I have another present for you, beautiful girl.” With that, he reached to the side of the bed and brought out the smallest flogger Laura had ever seen.
“This is for you,” he said with a wicked grin.
Clearly Laura was still dazed and a little too relaxed at the sight of the implement, so James decided to explain. “This is a very special flogger, he said. “It’s made from the softest deerskin available.” He ran the flogger lightly down her neck, between her breasts to her belly while Laura squirmed, her toes curling. “As you can probably tell, it’s intended use is more to stimulate rather than punish.”
Laura sighed, and James moved around the bed, caressing her with the flogger as heh walked. “Of course, any flogger can cause pain, if the wielder either intends to or doesn’t know what he or she is doing. However, I think you’ll find I know exactly what I’m doing with it.”
With focused precision, he ran the falls of the flogger across the curves of her breasts, his touch starting off gentle and delicate. Each stroke elicited excited reactions from her and sent anticipation coursing through him. His senses heightened by the intimate connection they shared. As he gradually increased the force behind his movements, the falls of the flogger delivered a sharper sensation as it danced along her skin. The soft gasps and sighs that escaped her lips fueled his desire to explore further, to discover the delicate balance between pleasure and a hint of pain.
With each stinging contact, he felt exhilaration course through his veins, a primal satisfaction in knowing that he could elicit such responses from her. The dance between pleasure and intensity had begun, and he was eager to navigate its intricate steps with her.
She moaned in pleasure as James used more force and struck her directly on the nipples. Laura’s eyes drifted shut and she continued to moan softly, so he continued to strike her breasts and nipples. When her breasts were a consistent shade of pink and her nipples a deep red, he moved down her body, again caressing with the flogger until he reached her pussy.
With her legs spread wide, she lay beautifully open for him. Her pussy was wet and swollen from his earlier ministrations and her clit visible between the delicate folds. He caressed her labia and her clit with the flogger. Testing the waters, he increased the strength of his strikes as Laura moaned. He used the flogger all around her labia and mons, before finally spreading her lips so he had full access to her clit.
He struck her directly on the clit, once, twice, three times, until she was panting and squirming, and on the verge of coming again. He quickly dropped the flogger and removed his pants and boxers in one motion.
Laura opened her eyes and mumbled a protest when he stopped. Did she think he was going to torment her by withholding her orgasm again? Her eyes roamed his naked body and she licked her lips when her gaze landed on his fully-erect cock.
And didn’t that wide-eyed look of wonder make a man stand taller!
He moved so he could penetrate her and slowly eased himself in. When her snug heat engulfed the sensitive tip, James had to compose himself for a moment. He hadn’t just been teasing his sub. By the time he was fully sheathed, his breathing was ragged and sweat beaded at his temples.
Experimentally, James pulled out and cocked his hips. A smile broke free as Laura tried to lift her hips and tightened her inner muscles around him.
He began to thrust, gently at first, then more vigorously. In the meantime, he moved his hand between them to rub her clit between his fingers.
She shook her head. “No, no. No more. Please.”
“Together, honey,” James whispered against her lips. “Come for me.” He pinched her clit, and she started spasming around him. He thrust a few more times before coming himself, reveling in the sensation of taking her skin to skin. Laura was the first woman he had ever been with without a condom, as Cindy hadn’t been able to take the pill and he always used condoms with subs at the club.
Panting with exertion, he had barely enough brain capacity to lower most of his weight next to her and not on top of Laura.
When he came back to himself, James quickly released the cuffs on Laura’s wrists and ankles and rubbed both to help the circulation return.
After going into the bathroom to clean himself, he returned with a warm, damp washcloth to clean Laura, too. When they were both clean and dry, he lay down with her and pulled the comforter over them. They fell asleep in each other’s arms, concluding a perfect Christmas night.