Chapter 22 #2
“Fuck, you’re already making me get hard again, how is that even possible?” I watch as his gaze roams up my body before returning to my face. “Why don’t you go lay with your head on the pillows?” he asks me, and I make sure to move straight away, for fear that I won’t get any orgasms tonight.
Instead of following me, he turns and I see him picking up his pants and rummaging through his pockets. He pulls out what he was looking for and I see two long pieces of pink braided silk.
His eyes are heated again as he prowls back towards the bed and starts crawling towards me on his knees until he’s straddling my waist.
“Give me your hand, Sugar.” Slowly I give him my right hand, and when he starts tying the silk around it, my eyes go wide.
Holy smokes, this guy was into BDSM! Fuck, that was so hot.
I’ve never done anything like this before, but I’ve always been curious.
I’ve never dated anybody I trusted enough to try it with… until now, that is.
I watch silently as he ties my wrist to the bedpost before doing the same with my other one. I lick my lips in anticipation as he moves further down the bed and between my legs, his large hands running up the outsides of my thighs.
“I think first, I’m going to taste you, don’t forget though, no coming until I tell you. He narrows his gaze at me before dropping down to his stomach and wasting no time as he presses his tongue through my folds and latches onto my clit in a single movement.
“Indy!” I scream, my back arching off the bed as I try to move my hands to grip his head.
But of course I can’t. Indy is holding nothing back right now, his tongue making a meal out of me, and I can’t help but squirm all over the bed, wanting him to both continue and stop at the same time.
His hands grip my hips and he holds me still.
Without the use of my arms, I’m completely at his mercy, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced in my life.
“Indy, please! I’m going to come.”
I feel a light slap on my pussy, making me gasp as I tilt my head up to look at him.
“No, you don’t, Sugar,” he tells me as he runs one finger through my pussy before sticking it in his mouth and sucking it, and his eyes close as he moans.
When he opens them, he smiles at me and climbs up my body, caging me in with his large, strong frame.
His hips move as he rubs himself through my folds, all while he starts whispering dirty words to me.
“Are you ready for me, Sugar? Are you ready for me to officially claim you? You know there’s no going back now, right?
After this, you’re stuck with me for the rest of our lives.
How do you feel about that? How do you feel knowing that I might tie you up like this every day, claiming you as mine?
Maybe sometimes I’ll sneak you away so I can have you to myself, or maybe I’ll tie you up in front of your other mates and make them watch.
I bet they’d love to join, seeing you tied up like this.
” His fingers trail up my arms making me shiver in anticipation as his eyes trail up to where my hands are tied to the bed posts.
The tip of his cock prods at my entrance, making me take in a sharp breath. He returns his gaze to mine as he moves his thumb across my lower lips. “Suck,” he commands as he presses his thumb into my mouth. I obey, sucking his thumb and rubbing my tongue all over it.
He waits all of two seconds after that before he slowly sheaves himself inside of me.
I moan around his thumb, biting down at the sudden intrusion.
My back tries to arch off the bed, but the weight of him keeps me pressed down.
I try to pull my arms to wrap around him, and the sensation of being restrained somehow makes me even wetter.
Finally, he pulls his thumb out of my mouth and presses his lips to mine, before sucking on my lower one.
When he pulls back and lets it pop free from his mouth, he searches my eyes as he asks, “Tell me you’re mine, Penny.
Tell me you belong to me.” He’s practically pleading as his eyes turn from commanding to desperate.
His hips start thrusting slowly in and out.
“Tell me,” he begs, even more frantic this time.
“Indy, I’m yours, your mate, your wife.” It must do the trick as a light seems to go off in his eyes and he braces his elbows on either side of my head and starts thrusting into me with abandon.
“Fuck, Sugar, I knew you’d feel good, but I had no idea you’d feel this good. Are you ready to come for me now?” he asks as he looks into my eyes.
“God, yes!” I all but cry out. Being restrained by him, a man who I love and trust unconditionally, makes my orgasm rise fast.
“Indy, I love you,” I tell him, trying to hold myself back, waiting for his permission.
“Fuck, Sugar, I love you too, now come around my cock like my good little girl.” The second the words leave his mouth, I scream out my release, but he cuts me off as he presses his mouth to mine.
I feel his release inside me as mine continues to roll through my body. We both seem to come down at the same time, and he pulls his mouth back from mine, giving me a sexy smile. “Sugar, that was… everything.”
“I really want to hug you right now,” I tell him, the seriousness of the moment making my eyes tear up.
“Oh, right. Let me untie you,” he tells me as he quickly moves to untie one wrist, then the other. He brings my arms down and I hiss and pain.
“Shit, what’s wrong?” he asks, looking frantic.
“I think it’s just from having my arms in that position so long, I shouldn’t have moved them down so quickly.”
“I’m so sorry, Sugar, I didn’t realize that would happen, but I should have. I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“Me either,” I say, giving him a smile as I bite my lip.
“I guess we’ll learn together then, if you want to do that again?” I nod my head as my arms start to feel more normal.
He moves to lie beside me, pulling me against him, and I snuggle into his chest.
“You feel so good against me,” he whispers before kissing the top of my head.
“This feels perfect, husband,” I tell him, wanting to say the word out loud.
“Fuck, Sugar. Don’t call me that unless you’re ready to come again.”
“Hmm… Just give me a little break?”
“You got it,” he tells me before we snuggle even closer.