CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE #2
“Close,” he said. “I’ve gotten sucked off a few times in the months since I’ve known you. Most of the rest of the action I’ve gotten has involved my hand and the shower.”
I couldn’t believe it. I also couldn’t hide my smile. He grinned when he saw it and grabbed me, flipping our positions and straddling me. “You like that?”
“Yeah.”
“And how many men have you fucked since you met me?”
“You should be careful. What if I said eighty or something equally devastating?”
He went still and cocked an eyebrow. “How many, baby?”
I sighed. “Zero,” I said, my cheeks turning a little pink. Nico and I had been together, but it was technically before I’d met him.
He got a smug smile on his face. “Only this would do, right?” He gestured to himself.
I arched my back, offering up my breasts to him. “Same for this, right?”
“Fuck, yes,” he growled and started working to untie my teddy so he could get to me. “You’re like a complicated gift or something. And I’m pretty fucking good with bras and shit like that.”
“I bet you are.” I sat up and untied the teddy, tossing it aside. Before I could blink, he had my bra off me and had latched onto one of my nipples. I gasped and put my hands on his head as he moved between breasts.
“So fucking pretty,” he murmured. He sat back on his heels and looked down at me. “I have something for you.” He got off the bed and went out into the main living space to get something.
Curious, I sat up, trying not to feel weird that my breasts were just… out there. He’d made it pretty damn clear he fucking loved them, so I tried not to feel self-conscious about it.
He returned with several silk scarves. “I like control.”
I’d never had this done to me before, but I had to say, I was up for it. It seemed hot. Plus, I trusted him not to hurt me.
“Just tell me what I need to do.” I lay back amongst the fluffy pillows. “I’m all yours.”
“Fuck, yeah,” he whispered, leaning over and kissing me roughly, taking my mouth with his and dipping inside with his tongue as soon as I opened for him.
While he was kissing me, I almost didn’t notice that he was pulling my hands over my head and tying my wrists together first, then tying them to the bars on the headboard.
He dropped down my body, kissing and sucking as he went. From my neck and breasts to my abdomen and thighs, he took his time making sure to cover all of me with his heated lips. He pulled one of my feet into his lap after a while. “Such pretty feet.”
He tied one end of a scarf to the footboard of the bed and the other around one ankle. Then he spread my legs just a little past comfortable and did the same thing to the other side. He made sure that my restraints were tight enough to be restrictive, but loose enough to not be painful.
“There. I think we’re ready.”
“What are you going to do?” I was already wet for him. Just the idea of being tied up and at his mercy was enough to do it. Add in his attention and kisses? That was just extra.
“You’ll see.” His smiles were gone. He was all intensity now. He handled my body like it was his plaything. He pushed my tits together and bit at my nipples. The little shocks of pain only added to my increasing desire. He moved his hands all over me, loving and feeling my body, worshipping me.
I was getting more than a little hot and bothered. I arched my back as much as I could in my restraints, pushing my breasts up for his pleasure. I was trying to entice him to fuck me, to let me come.
He smirked at me, though. He pinched my nipples lightly, but that’s all he did before dropping down between my legs. He had spread them wide enough that my pussy was completely bared to him. He stared at it for a bit, then blew on it. He caused me to writhe and mewl a little in frustration.
Then he began licking and sucking my folds, paying careful attention to my clit, but only circling it.
He would lick slowly, methodically, staring up at me the whole time, driving me insane.
But he was quick to pull back when he sensed I was getting too close to coming.
That’s when I realized he was going to edge me.
Evan had tried to do it a few times, but he’d ended up getting too excited and just fucking me. I absolutely knew Paolo would have a lot more patience. I was sure he had a lot more stamina in his little pinkie than Evan had in his whole body.
Every time Paolo would pull back, I would gasp at the loss, wishing I could rub my legs together or move my hands between my legs. But I was completely tied up. “Please,” I begged.
“I’ll let you come when you’ve earned it.”
I listened carefully as he laid out what he wanted from me.
“I going to fuck your tits. Then I’ll let you come.
Then you’re going to suck me off, and I’ll let you come again.
Then I’m going to fuck you, long and slow.
When I’m done with you, I’ll let you come a few more times.
By the end of the night? You’ll be begging me to stop, baby. ”
“That seems impossible,” I breathed.
He moved off the bed and grabbed some lube.
He applied it liberally to my breasts and then his cock, stroking himself a few times while he stared down at me.
“I’m going to untie you just long enough for you to help me fuck your tits.
Then I’ll tie you back up.” He winked at me as he untied my wrists. “Push them together, baby.”
I did as he asked. He got in position, feeding his dick between my breasts and started thrusting his hips. His hot cock moved quickly, often hitting my throat as he pumped in the tight valley created when I pushed my tits together.
“Fuck. Fuck!” he groaned. “So fucking good.” He looked down at me, watching his cock move. “Flick your nipples with your thumbs,” he commanded.
I did as he asked and he hissed. “Jesus that’s hot.”
I writhed underneath him wishing for friction between my legs but getting none.
He chuckled. “Soon enough, baby. I’m about to come,” he warned.
Hot ropes of cum shot out and covered my breasts, my hands, my throat, and more.
He stared at it, continuing to thrust until he was wrung dry.
As soon as he was finished, he re-tied my wrists to the headboard.
Then he moved his fingers through his cum and pushed them in my mouth.
I sucked them clean, making his eyes light with a new fire.
“It’s your turn,” he said, winking at me and dropping between my legs.
He lapped up my juices. “Wet as hell, baby.” He edged me a bit, making me go a little crazy before he moved up and suctioned his mouth around my clit.
Then he suckled and suckled until I was screaming out his name, my legs shaking, head thrown back in ecstasy.
He watched me. “Most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen and watching you come is the sexiest fucking thing ever.” He moved back up my body and straddled my chest, his extremely hard cock very close to my mouth. “Now suck my dick.”
If anyone else had talked to my like that, I’m not sure how I would’ve taken it.
But when he did it? It was just the hottest thing ever.
I opened my mouth and very happily took him all the way to the back of my throat.
I sucked as hard as I could as I moved back up his cock.
“That is fucking heaven.” He threw his head back as I went to town on him, moving fast even while being tied down.
“Take it deeper, beautiful. I know you can do it.”
And I did. I breathed through my nose and took him as deep as I could, gagging, eyes watering.
His primal sounds of pleasure egged me on, and I worked hard to make it the best blowjob I’d ever given.
The way he yelled when he came was gratifying.
He totally lost it, pumping into my mouth as I swallowed his cum, some of it dribbling down my face.
Afterwards, he cleaned me up since I couldn’t do it myself. “You were a very good girl, Jelly,” he said, caressing my face as he wiped it free of tears, mascara, and cum. “Now you get a reward.” He moved back down, licking and sucking my nipples until I was squirming under him and begging for more.
He kissed and sucked my abdomen, doing it hard enough I knew he’d leave marks, before finally landing between my thighs again.
He nipped at my inner thighs, making me jump and cry out in surprise.
He chuckled against my folds, making me moan with how good the vibrations felt.
Then he surprised me. “I’ll be back, baby.
” He dropped a kiss on my clit, flicking it with his tongue and making my hips buck.
Then he walked out of the bedroom, leaving me there, tied to the bed, shaking with unfulfilled desire.
I heard him in the kitchen, but I wasn’t sure what he was doing. When he walked back in, he had a can of Redi-Whip in his hands. “I thought we might enjoy using this,” he said. “Pussy and cream is one of my favorite combinations.”
He crawled back in position, shook the can and then covered me from my clit to my hole.
He actually pushed the nozzle in, and I hissed as I felt the cold cream go inside me.
When he was finished, he leaned back and surveyed his work.
All I could do was admire his body. Then he lowered himself over me, his strong arms holding him up.
Watching the well-defined muscles in his arms, chest, and abs work as he held himself above me was so distracting, I barely noticed the temperature of the whipped cream.