17 | Let’s begin, shall we?
17 | let’s begin, shall we?
CARA
I smoothed my hands down the crotch of his sage trousers, watching the promising bulk of his erection. As my hand ran over it, I gave it a gentle squeeze and wetted my lips. I could hardly wait to wrap my mouth around him and make him feel every ounce of my love.
‘Cara,’ William said firmly, stepping sideways. ‘Take them off right now!’ He glared down at me, rattling the handcuffs.
A sadistic laugh slipped out of my mouth as I followed him, literally chasing his dick. Just as he was about to break into a run, I gripped the waistband of his trousers and yanked him back to me.
‘Lean back and relax, Will,’ I said, my voice low and tinged with amusement. ‘Your only job right now is to come as hard as you fucking can.’
With deft motions, I undid the button and zip, then dragged down his boxers and trousers. I left them pooled around his ankles, making it difficult for him to escape. His erection pointed straight at me, the thick tip glistening in the light, revealing how aroused he was. He could object to the handcuffs all he wanted. His cock made it clear he was loving this.
‘If you go through with this, Cara, you’ll pay for it.’ He glowered down at me. ‘I’ll have you tied up and gagged, begging for release as I make sure every inch of your body feels the consequences.’
My breath caught in my throat, my vagina tingling. I swallowed hard, feeling my heartbeat quicken with excitement. William tying me up and subjecting me to his full sexual wrath?
‘Don’t threaten me with a good time, Will.’
His eyes narrowed. ‘You have no idea what you’re in for.’
I gave him a cheeky grin and grabbed his dick, feeling how hard it was – rock-solid, the veins protruding like carnal adornments. ‘Guess you’ll have to show me,’ I teased and leaned in, gently lapping my tongue across the tip.
‘Shit,’ he groaned, eyes shifting to the ceiling. ‘Cara, you are so going to regret this.’
I started pumping him, staring up with a look of mischief as I twirled my tongue around the crest of his dick. He took a deep breath, his eyes darkening as he met my gaze.
‘Don’t you dare look at me like that.’ His voice was sharp, his jaw clenching. ‘Get me out of these. I’m going to fuck your brains out.’
Chuckling, I slowly trailed my tongue down the length of him toward my hand. The scent of him was driving me wild with desire. Finally, I would have my way, and I would take my sweet time with it. I would torment him the same way he always tormented me.
‘Cara, how about this?’ he said softly, seemingly changing tactics. ‘If you let me out of these, I promise I’ll let you blow me before I do anything else.’
I stifled a sardonic laugh. ‘Really?’ I asked, feigning a tone of innocence.
He nodded vehemently, hope shining from his features. ‘Yes.’
I kissed his dick, then smiled up at him. ‘How gullible do you think I am, Will?’
The hope in his eyes faded, quickly replaced by frustration. ‘You’re going to kill me.’ He threw his head back, broad shoulders sinking. ‘I want to fuck you so badly – I’m going to explode.’
I laughed and kissed his dick again. ‘Then explode. In my mouth.’ I spread my lips, taking him in as I flicked my tongue across the length of him. A beautiful groan of pleasure drifted out of his mouth. Glancing up, I saw his lips part slightly, his gaze distant as if he were high. God, how that look on his face turned me on. It encouraged me like nothing else.
‘Fuck, Cara,’ he said through his teeth and shoved himself deeper into my mouth. ‘I swear, you’re my living, breathing fantasy.’
My heart swelled with triumph, his adoring, erotic words echoing in my mind. I hummed against him in my mouth, knowing the vibrations of my voice could leave tingling sensations in his dick. Releasing his cock from my grip, I spread my hands across his muscular thighs and pleasured him solely with my mouth. Then I pushed forward, feeling him hit the back of my throat. I closed my eyes, holding back the unbidden tears as I struggled to suppress my gag reflex. But when I reached the base of him, I lost control. Gagging on him, I immediately pulled back. A long, appreciative groan poured out of his mouth as I returned to the tip.
‘You’re driving me mad!’ he exclaimed, rattling the handcuffs again.
‘I know, I can feel it. You’re so hard, Will,’ I purred, gently kissing him as I wrapped my hand around him again. Lowering my head, I carefully lapped my tongue over his balls and felt his thigh flex against my hand. A soft whimper escaped him, his eyes closing. He gave a tortured shake of his head, and I couldn’t help but smile.
Moving back to his dick, I took him into my mouth and increased my pace. While drawing in on him, I pumped him with my hand, careful with the amount of force I applied – hard, but not too hard. Just enough to drive him crazy. I steered my other hand to his balls, gently massaging them as I blew his dick.
He groaned loudly then. ‘Fuck, Cara. Just like that.’
I kept going, determined to drive him over the edge. My jaw ached from holding my mouth wide open, the pain mounting with each passing second, but the pleasure it brought him made it all worthwhile.
Then, suddenly, he started ramming into my mouth, perfectly synchronised with my movements. I squeezed my eyes shut, welcoming his eager thrusts. Tears trailed down my cheeks, but I refused to stop. I would make him come.
‘Ah, shit,’ he moaned and fought against the handcuffs again. ‘Let me out of them. Bloody let me out of them,’ he begged.
I sucked harder, pumping him faster.
‘Cara…’ He was breathless. ‘I’m going to come,’ he warned, his thrusts slowing.
I took him all the way in, ignoring the pain in my jaw, the tears that ran down my cheeks, the urge to pull back. The sound of him hitting the back of my throat, over and over again, echoed in my ears. Fuck , he was so damned big.
‘Cara, I mean it. Unless you want it in your mouth, you need to stop.’ He sounded feverish, like his self-control was hanging by a thread.
I moved my head quicker, squeezing him firmer while my other hand massaged his balls.
Then, finally, the most beautiful moan poured out of him. His release flooded my mouth, filling it up until I had no choice but to spit or swallow. I quickly gulped down every last drop, then drew back, heaving for air. As I gazed up at him, catching my breath, the flavour of him lingered in my mouth – not bad at all. It hardly tasted like anything.
William stared back at me, his chest expanding and deflating with his deep breaths. ‘Show me,’ he commanded.
Kinky.
Opening my mouth, I proudly revealed that I’d swallowed every drop.
A crooked smile played on his lips. ‘What a view. I’d gladly lose myself in you forever.’
Chuckling, I got to my feet and stroked his chest. ‘Gladly?’ I echoed, my brow arching with scepticism. ‘You’re in handcuffs for a reason.’
He bent down, nuzzling my nose with his. ‘Let me out of them, Cara,’ he said softly, pressing a gentle kiss to my lips. ‘You’ve had your way now.’
I shook my head. ‘No, not yet. I think I’ll hang on to my power for a bit longer.’ My hands went to his shirt buttons, nimbly undoing them one by one.
‘You’re being unfair,’ he moaned, shoulders sinking.
Smirking, I shifted my gaze to the view I slowly exposed beneath my hands. It made me salivate. I’d never stop appreciating how fit he was.
‘You’re so sexy, William,’ I said, spreading his shirt wide open and running my hands over his firm torso. Biting my lower lip, I clawed down his muscular chest and watched the red marks emerge after my nails.
‘Right now, I really wish I weren’t,’ he grumbled and turned his profile to me, scowling.
Chuckling, I gripped his shirt and pulled him toward the living room. He stumbled, struggling to step out of his trousers, then shot me a glare.
I stifled another laugh, realising I was basically taunting a caged beast. ‘I’m a bit scared to release you now. Maybe I’ll make you sleep in those cuffs.’
‘Don’t you dare,’ he snapped.
I flashed him a devilish grin and led him to one of the sofas in his living room. Placing my hands on his shoulders, I shoved him down onto it. He pouted up at me as I reached for the hem of my dress. Slowly, I peeled it up, revealing the black lingerie I was wearing beneath. By the time the dress was over my head, William was gawking instead, his jaw practically on the floor.
Leering at him, I dropped my dress on the shimmering rug and swivelled around, eyeing him over my shoulder. I stroked my buttocks, then gave them a spank.
I’d never seen him ogle me so blatantly and thoroughly before. Unashamed, his eyes roamed up and down my body again and again. After a long, deep breath, he closed his mouth and locked his gaze onto mine.
‘Let. Me. Out!’
I turned toward him, my eyes widening when I noticed that his dick was erect again. A slow grin spread over my mouth as I stared at it. He didn’t need to say a word. His physical reaction already made me feel like the most gorgeous woman in the world. Holding his gaze, I sank to my knees before him and stroked his rigid cock.
He swallowed, staring at me with a frenzied look in his eyes. ‘I need to fuck you more than I need to breathe right now.’
‘Don’t worry, darling,’ I purred and moved to straddle his lap. ‘You’ll be inside me soon.’ Wrapping my arms around his neck, I shifted so that my breasts cupped his jaw. His stubbly chin fit perfectly into my cleavage, and I smiled as I felt the coarse strands graze my skin.
‘Don’t they feel good, Will?’
His breath spread over my sternum and collarbones. ‘Cara, I’m in pain. Please.’
I drew back just enough to see his face. He had closed his eyes, his features twisted into a mask of suffering. Grinning, I grasped his jaw, aligned my lips with his, and leaned in until our mouths were a breath apart.
‘Pain, you said?’ I started grinding against him.
The sound he made was almost a sob, his breath warm against my mouth. ‘Please, let me out. I promise I’ll be gentle.’ His desperation was palpable, his vulnerable tone making my heart throb. ‘Cara, I am begging you. Just let me touch you. I want to make love to you – sweet, intense love to you.’
I froze, a flood of longing sweeping over me. My senses sharpened with the intensity of the moment, my skin tingling with need. His plea sounded like a dying wish, filled with raw emotion. His light-blue eyes bore into mine, carrying a silent promise of the ecstasy that awaited. My resolve wavered, the power of his plea breaking down my resistance. I could feel the magnetic pull of his desire, drawing me in, tempting me to surrender. The memory of him making love to me flashed vividly in my mind, and the desire to relive it consumed me.
Sighing, I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against his ear. ‘Okay.’
He exhaled with relief, his body softening against mine. ‘Thank you.’
I tore myself away and walked over to my purse, retrieving the key. When I turned back, William’s gaze was fixed on me, the intensity in his eyes staggering. He looked at me with the wonder of someone who had found an angel in their midst.
I swallowed, feeling overwhelmed. Bashful, I averted my gaze and sauntered back until I was standing behind the sofa, facing his back.
‘Lean forward,’ I murmured.
He obeyed, bending to expose his wrists. My hands trembled as I inserted the key into the lock and turned it, finally freeing him. Instantly, he spun around and reached for me. My reflexes kicked in, and I jumped back, staring wide-eyed at him. My breath caught as our eyes met – the rapacious look on his face told me I’d been deceived. He didn’t intend to make love to me at all. Instead, he looked ready to deliver punishment.
For a few tense seconds, we merely stared at each other, predator and prey. Finally, I whimpered, a small sound that triggered his lunge. Squealing, I darted toward the dining table, my pulse hammering in my ears.
‘William! You promised!’ I shouted over my shoulder.
‘Well, I fucking lied,’ he snapped, chasing after me.
My heart was in my throat as I rounded the square table, my breath coming in quick gasps. Adrenaline surged through me, heightening my senses and warning me of the danger closing in. I was so fucked.
‘You bastard!’ I yelled, seeing him crouch by the table, calculating my next move. His eyes tracked my every twitch. He feinted to the left, and I gasped, almost dashing to my right. But I caught myself just in time, realising his trick. We stood there, our eyes locked in an intense stare. Every muscle in my body was coiled, ready to spring, while his predatory gaze promised no escape.
‘I’m going to fuck you senseless, Cara,’ he growled. ‘So hard you won’t be able to sit for a week.’
My vagina throbbed, pushing out my juices and soaking my already wet underwear. I held my breath as I felt it sliding out of me, several beads trickling down my inner thighs.
‘William, I’m sorry,’ I said desperately. ‘I only meant to tease you a bit.’
His eyes widened with incredulity. ‘Tease me? That was nothing short of torture! Get yourself over here before I climb over the table.’ His features sharpened with his glare. ‘I will catch you. You’re only postponing the inevitable.’
I glanced upward, silently pleading for divine intervention. But before I could think of a plan, William lunged onto the table.
Oh my God. I’d turned him into an actual animal.
Yelping, I dashed for the kitchen, but just as I reached the doorway, his caught me in his arms, pulling me back against his chest. I whimpered, twisting to see his face, only to find him grinning at me. He looked radiant, like a conqueror savouring his victory.
‘You’re mine now,’ he declared smugly. ‘To do with as I please. Time for your penalty, love.’
Heat pooled low in my belly, a blend of dread and excitement lacing through my blood.
Bending down, William scooped me up with ease and tossed me over his shoulder. Daunted, I stared at the floor beneath my head, my heart pounding. What had I done?
We were almost past his sofa group when he suddenly stopped. Bending sideways, he fetched the handcuffs. My eyes widened in alarm. Oh no.
‘Let’s see how you like your own medicine,’ he said and spanked my bum.
‘Will!’
‘Object all you like, darling. Your pleas are falling on deaf ears.’
Charging toward his bedroom, he kicked the door open and headed straight for the bed. He dropped me onto it, and I scrambled to get away, but he was too quick. He clasped my shoulders and manhandled me onto my stomach, pinning me beneath him. After a brief struggle, he secured both my wrists behind my back and locked them in the handcuffs.
‘There. All trussed up, just how I like you,’ he said, a teasing edge to his voice as he pulled back. ‘Now, let’s begin, shall we? ’