Chapter 59
Sebastian
“Shit” I hiss as grease hits my stomach. I’m trying to make fucking scrambled eggs and it’s not going well. I’m frazzled. I grab for my coffee cup and come up short when I realize it’s empty. It’s my third one already this morning but I’ve been up all night. Corrine already left with Xavier for the day, promising she would be back later to check on her sister. I assured her I could handle making sure Riley was OK today, but she just rolled her eyes and walked out the door. I’m secretly hoping Xavier can keep her away from my apartment for longer than a few hours. She’s been here every day since Riley’s incident and I can’t help being annoyed that she’s taking up so much of Riley’s time. I selfishly want her all to myself but I also know I need that barrier to keep me in control. I’m two seconds from ripping her clothes off and taking her the way I normally would with any woman in my bed. I groan, feeling my dick swell beneath my sweatpants. I’m contemplating another morning shower session with my hand when I turn around to find wide brown eyes staring at me from across the kitchen island.
“Mo-Morning” I stammer out quickly.
I’m too stunned that Riley is completely out of the bedroom to say anything else. I’m also trying not to jump the counter and ravage her. Her hair is tousled, giving her that freshly fucked look and the smooth creamy skin of her legs are peaking out from beneath the oversized T-shirt she wore to bed. She looks sexy as fuck. My eyes trail back up from her legs to hers when I realize she’s not looking at my face anymore. She’s looking at the impressive bulge I’m currently sporting under my sweats. She bites her lip making a groan escape my mouth for a second time this morning. Her eyes flick back up to mine and her cheeks turn pink.
“Hi” she squeaks out.
“See something you like, little mouse?” I ask her
She blushes even more but doesn’t respond.
I stalk around the island, causing her to turn quickly, her back hitting the counter. Both my arms grasp the edge of the countertop, pinning her in. I lean in inhaling her sweet scent before whispering “were you checking me out Riley?”
She starts to shake her head no, but then stops herself, gulping. I’m treading a thin line here. I don’t want to push her too far but I can see it in her eyes that she still wants me. Suddenly a thought occurs to me. I mentally kick myself for not thinking of it sooner. I grab her hand and start to drag her towards the bedroom. She tries to pull from my grip.
“Sebastian, wait.” She exclaims and I turn around towards her, noting the fear in her eyes.
“Do you trust me?” I ask her, tilting her chin up so she’s looking me directly in the eyes.
Her lower lip trembles but she manages to whisper out a “yes.”
I kiss her. I can’t even help it. It’s not the normal ravaging, ‘I’m going to fuck the shit out of you’ kiss I would normally give. It’s light and deep all at once. It’s slow and passionate and consuming and the exact opposite of any other kiss I’ve ever experienced in my life. It’s fucking everything. I pull back from her and she just stares at me, looking just as confused as I feel at that moment.
“Come on” I whisper, dragging her back to the room once more. I let go of her hand as we enter the bedroom and head towards my bed dropping to my knees. Pulling out the box I stashed under my bed, I open it to find the fuzzy pink handcuffs I bought a few months ago. It’s actually a set of two I purchased on a whim. I happened to be out with Xavier and saw them, immediately thinking of Riley and what I wanted to do to her while she was handcuffed to my bedposts. Xavier gave me shit about pink handcuffs for a week straight after that.
Setting the box next to the bed I throw the cuffs towards the end of the bed and lay down spreading my arms out towards each post. “Handcuff me Riley.”
She’s still standing by the door and her eyes immediately widen. “I can't,” she gasps.
Fuck this isn’t going how I thought it would, I think to myself. I look around, trying to figure out how to fix this situation before she decides to lock herself in the bathroom again. My eyes catch on the black silk fabric sticking out of the box on my nightstand. Hastily I grab the silk and tie it around my head, covering my eyes. I lay back down and throw my arms out towards the posts again.
“Handcuff me,” I say again.
The seconds feel like hours before the sound of her footsteps approaching the bed hits my ears. I breathe out a silent sigh of relief when I feel the bed dip and her slender fingers grip my wrist, enclosing the handcuff around it. Her hair brushes across my chest as her body leans over mine to clasp the other wrist in handcuffs as well.
“What now?” she asks.
“Whatever you want little mouse. Take your control back. Use me however you want. You have complete control. I want you to understand how powerful you really are.”
She doesn’t say anything and after a moment I can feel her fingertips trail across my abs, making me suck in a breath. She gets bolder, pressing her entire palm against my skin and dragging it down, barely brushing the waistline of my sweatpants. Her hand comes so close to my dick I swear it doubles in size and I know she can see it tenting in my pants. I can’t see her but I can feel the tips of her fingers just barely hovering above my erection. She just barely touches it and I can’t help it. My hips immediately buck up. Her hand quickly draws back.
“I’m sorry…” I start to say but before I can finish my sentence she surprises me by shoving her hand in my pants and gently palming my dick.
“Fuck” I grit out. I feel like a horny teenager who’s never been touched before. Shit, if I’m not careful I might explode right here and now before I’ve even given her a chance to explore anything else. She pulls her hand back out and the bed dips, making me wonder where she’s going. I'm silently praying she doesn’t leave me here handcuffed to my bed with pink fluffs on my wrists. I’ll never live it down if Xavier finds me like this.
Before I can contemplate how I would get myself out of the handcuffs if I’m left stranded, the bed dips at my feet and I feel her body come up between my legs. She grips the edge of my sweats and pulls them down slowly. I feel my hard dick bob out and slap my stomach before standing perfectly straight and erect. I’m not embarrassed. I know exactly what she sees. I’m not small by any means. My dick is perfect, but I’m still silently waiting for her reaction.
“I forgot how big you were,” she whispers, and I can feel her breath blow across my dick. She’s fucking close. Her face is probably inches from it right now. I’m suddenly glad she handcuffed me because at this moment right now I don’t know if I could stop myself from gripping her head and shoving her mouth down right over my cock.
“Are you wet little mouse?” I ask her. Anything to get my mind off my own dick.
“I...I'm not sure,” she stutters.
“Touch yourself,“ I growl.
I feel her body shift, likely her panties.
“Well?” I ask.
“Yes,” I barely hear.
“Yes what? Use your words.”
“I’m wet,” she responds.
“Dip those fingers inside your pussy and let me taste how wet you are,” I say.
“What?” She squeaks out in alarm.
“You heard me,” I growl back.
The anticipation is killing me. If something doesn’t happen soon I’m afraid I might break these handcuffs off myself. She moves her body up further straddling my torso and I feel her fingertip touch the tip of my lips. I don’t give her a chance to do anything more. My head darts forward, my mouth enclosing both her fingers and I suck down both of them, swirling my tongue around before my head falls back against the pillow. Fuck she tastes amazing. Sweet perfection just like I remember.
“Straddle my face,” I say hoping she doesn’t freak out and run.
“I’ve never done that before,” she responds.
My eyes widen underneath the silk cloth. How has this woman never done that before? Has she been living under a rock? Shaking myself out of my stupor, I lick my lips slowly, saying “It’s simple sweetheart. Put one knee on either side of my head and place that pretty little pussy right over my mouth. Then ride my fucking face into oblivion. Fuck my tongue until you’re satisfied. Use me for your pleasure Riley.”
“Umm ok,” she whispers before shifting her body up over me further. She’s hovering right over me. I can feel her fucking pussy so close to my lips but she isn’t moving. Fuck it, I think to myself before lifting my head straight up and covering my entire mouth over her, sucking her clit into my mouth. She yelps in surprise, causing her legs to shift further apart and her body to sink further onto my face. I use the opportunity to swirl my tongue around her clit before dipping right into her hole. She moans out and I feel her fall forward, gripping the top of the headboard. Her hips roll, causing her pussy to glide across my face.
“That’s it, baby. Ride my fucking face,” I say and run my tongue back up and down her slit again. She moans again, her movements getting faster. My dick is rock hard and fucking weeping, making me wish I wasn’t handcuffed so I could at least touch myself to relieve some pressure. I can tell she’s so close, she just needs a bit more to send her over the edge. So I cover my mouth completely over her pussy and swirl my tongue right over her clit. Within seconds she’s coming all over my face, her wetness dripping down my chin, moaning my name. I feel her pull back a little.
“Dont stop” I say licking her from my lips. If she keeps going I may just burst with nothing even touching my dick. Now that would be a first. Her body shifts away from my face, disappointment washing over me. But before I can groan out my frustration her pussy is back hovering over me again. This time is different though. This time I can feel her hair brushing against my abs, causing me to suck in a breath. Is she doing what I think she’s doing? Her lips wrap around the head of my dick and I fucking lose it.
“Fuck little mouse,” I groan out before leaning up and latching my mouth onto her pussy once again and sucking her clit into my mouth greedily. She gasps rocking forward causing her mouth to slide completely down my cock. I can feel the head hit the back of her throat. She grips my shaft and bobs her head up and down my cock rocking her body back onto my face while I fuck her hole with my tongue. Her hand grips my dick harder, her movements becoming frantic. I can tell she fucking loves this. Her pussy is practically gushing. I dip my tongue in and out of her while she rides me and my hips buck up, my dick thrusting deep into her mouth.
I’m so fucking close, I might actually die if she stops. I latch onto her clit again, sucking on it, and she explodes, causing her to moan around my dick. Her mouth tightens around my shaft and the vibration from her moaning sends me straight over the edge. My dick hits the back of her throat, my cum jetting straight down her throat, causing her to swallow around it.
“Fuuuck” I grit out before my head slams back down to the pillow.
A moment goes by and I feel the bed shift.
“Umm, I’m just going to, umm go clean up” she squeaks from the side of the bed before I hear her footsteps walking away.
“Riley?” I call out, causing her to stop.
“Yes,” she whispers.
“Do you think maybe you could uncuff me first?” I ask grinning.
“I’m sorry!” She gasps before rushing back to the bed.
I can almost hear the embarrassment in her voice as she hastily uncuffs both my wrists and turns to dart back towards the bathroom.
I chuckle to myself, ripping the blindfold she forgot about off my face just in time to see her perfectly round ass teasing me as she slams the bathroom door behind her.
“Down boy,” I say to my dick when it starts to stir to life again.
Spotting my sweats, I drag them back on before laying back on the bed. I haven’t slept in days and exhaustion finally overcomes me enough to lure me to sleep. I pass out, the taste of my little mouse still lingering on my lips.