Chapter Eleven
Michelle…
If he thinks he’s the only one who can torture with pleasure he’s sorely mistaken.
He has no idea. Just because we’re in the hotel doesn’t mean I can’t taunt him like I used to.
I’d been prepared and packed my supplies.
Barely holding back my giggles thinking about it, well that and the look on his face when he realized he was on his back. Priceless.
The belt of my robe would do for a start. Getting off the bed, tossing my bra and t-shirt on the floor, I grabbed the robe from the chair and slid it from the belt loops. Taking his hands I wrapped the soft fabric around his wrists and placed them over his head.
“No touching. We’ll see how long you can last.”
“But…”
“Be quiet or I’ll have to gag you,” I said with a laugh. “You had your fun now it’s my turn.”
He rolled his eyes, but he wasn’t fooling me.
Every time we played he loved it. He might not admit it to anyone, but he loved being at my mercy, and I loved having him there.
For me it’s a total rush knowing I’m in control.
What he didn’t know is I’d been shopping and I had a few surprises waiting for him.
This was going to be good. All my thoughts focused on Flame.
How many times I could get him to come before it was time to meet the others for dinner?
Twelve forty now. So we had about four hours before we’d need to take showers before we had to meet them downstairs at six.
I had to be grinning like the Cheshire cat, but I didn’t care.
Sitting on his hips, his cock twitched in front of me. Poor baby wanted attention. Slipping to his side I dragged my hair over Flame’s nipples, and then over his dick—just enough to tease him. His nipples got so tight and hard I couldn’t resist a little nibble.
Since he enjoyed teasing me so much I’d see how he liked it and I licked each nipple and blew on them.
I didn’t think it was possible but they got even harder, looking like two dark pink pencil erasers.
Yup I’m a teacher, who else would think of shit like that during sex?
Ugh. Time to kick the teacher out of the bedroom and get my kink on.
Opening the drawer of the bedside table, I reached for the goody bag I’d hidden yesterday. After last night I wasn’t sure we would use any of it, but now I was glad I brought it. Finding what I was looking for, I hid it in my hand so he couldn’t see.
“What are you doing?”
“Shhh, didn’t I tell you to be quiet? Or do you want to be gagged?” I said, as I waggled my eyebrows. I’d never gagged him before but there was a first time for everything, right?”
“No but…”
“Eric,” I warned. Using his real name always surprised him but it I thought it was stupid to call him Flame when we were alone. He stuck his tongue out at me then closed his mouth in a pout. It made me wish I’d brought a few other things. Oh well.
The little ring of black rubber was only about a quarter inch thick, it had some stretch and I couldn’t wait to see how he liked it.
The best part? There was a little vibrator on it that started when pushed.
I couldn’t resist it. I figured it had two uses, one for him and one for me.
I’d turn it around if I wanted it to rub against my clit when I made love to him.
I’m sure he thought it was a standard cock ring and I let him believe it for a minute, then I pushed the button. He almost jumped off the bed.
“Holy fuck. What the hell?”
“Shhh. Remember what I said.”
“Ugh…” His thigh muscles quivered as he strained to hold back. Pre-cum glistened on the head of his rod and I couldn’t resist a taste. The clear juice was just the beginning. I planned on milking him dry. If he was lucky he’d still be able to walk when we went to dinner.
The goody bag was filled with fun toys he’d never seen before.
I went shopping online and shocked the hell out of Teresa when she’d walked in on me one night to see all this stuff up on the my laptop screen.
In the end she ordered a few surprises for Wrath, and I couldn’t wait to hear how they went over.
A black leather blindfold was next, I’d splurged and got the one with the soft fur lining.
“Close your eyes, baby.” I kind of expected an objection or something but his lids lowered and his eyes, his beautiful baby blues, disappeared from view.
I slid the blindfold over his head and made sure it was snug to block out any light.
Now I didn’t have to sneak around to surprise him.
The mini-bar had ice last night and I hoped it still did.
Gingerly getting off the bed, so he wouldn’t know I’d left him, I headed to the sitting room and the mini-bar.
Success. Yes! Trying to get ice out of the bowl and into a glass without making noise is not easy, let me tell you.
I really didn’t want him to know what I was doing and I’ve found when you’re blindfolded every sound is more vibrant, and he already could hear a mouse fart in the next room. Damn musician hearing.
Slipping back into the bedroom I stopped to admire my hunk.
Hot damn, he was gorgeous. Long legs, narrow hips and muscular chest with a most excellent six-pack, even better than before.
It was easy to see how much he’d been working out while he was away, not that he was flabby anywhere before but now—holy shit.
Then of course he had the face of an angel, the dirty blond beard and mustache didn’t make him any less angelic, just freakin’ sexy.
Damn. Just staring at him and the dampness pooled between my thighs.
Hmm, maybe neither of us would be able to walk later.
Stifling my giggle and easing on to the bed, I held my fingers in the cup to keep the ice cubes from clinking together. So far so good. I’m sure he knew I was up to something. His cock was hard and leaning against his stomach, his balls already more than half pulled up.
I didn’t know what I wanted to play with first then I remembered how he teased my nipples.
Grinning I took one of the ice cubes and touched it to first one then the other nipple.
As soon as the frozen square touched his skin and the gold of the piercing, his breath hissed and he shuddered, but didn’t say a word.
The muscles in his jaw clenched but he kept quiet.
I repeated the icy touch followed by my hot tongue.
Alternating between ice and heat back and forth between his nipples made a soft moan escape from his lips.
With a little bite to each taut pink nub, I slid the cube down his chest, leaving a watery trail as it melted against his heated skin.
I needed a second cube by the time I reached his cock and balls.
His rod quivered as I breathed hot breath over the head, sipping up the pre-cum.
The little cock ring vibrator was still humming away and he had to be ultra-sensitive by now.
Pushing on the button a second time the vibration increased.
As he moaned I slid the cube along his taint and his hips came off the bed.
“Fuck, Michelle. Enough, you’re driving me fucking crazy.”
“That’s the idea baby. Payback’s a bitch isn’t it?”
He started to bring his arms down from where I’d placed them over his head but stopped. Thrashing his head back and forth on the pillow he moaned and arched his hips in an instinctual search for my pussy.
“Baby, I can’t hold back much longer. I’m going to come.”
“You’d better not,” I admonished sliding the cube against his taint a second time. He was almost whimpering with need and the pre-cum dripped down the side of his dick. Taking pity on him, I sucked on the cube for a moment then dropped it back into the glass.
As my fingers caressed his throbbing length he jumped again. “Aww did my cold fingers surprise you?”
“You’re so going to pay for this,” he hissed through gritted teeth. I knew I would and I was looking forward to every second.
Grasping his balls in one hand I massaged them gently, from experience I knew he was very sensitive.
My mouth closed around his cock and I slid my tongue up and down the rigid pole.
Cold tongue and hot mouth sucked and licked.
The vibrating cock ring made my mouth vibrate.
My juices were dripping down my legs now but I wasn’t going to stop until he came.
Bobbing up and down on his cock I took him deep, each time his head sliding against the back of my throat.
The balls in my hands drew up higher and his hands clenched the blanket as he held his breath trying to hold back.
Releasing his balls, I pushed the button one more time.
The pulsating ring sent waves of vibrations up and down his cock and in my mouth.
Sliding my tongue along the bottom of his head and down the bulging vein of his rod, I took him as deep as I could, sucking harder than ever.
One last surprise for my baby, I wasn’t sure if he’d like it but what the hell.
I slid my finger over his taint and pushed against his asshole, breaching his rear hole with the tip of my finger.
He jumped and shuddered at the invasion but no objections encouraged me, until I had my finger pushing on his prostate.
“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck…” he groaned as his cum spurted against the back of my throat. Swallowing fast to keep up with his release; he’d never come so much before.
With one more flick of the button I turned the little vibrator off. For something so small it sure packed a punch. I bet he’d be asking me to use it again soon, too. Sliding it off his softening dick, I licked him clean.
“Close your eyes baby.”
“They are.”
“Good, I’m going to remove the blindfold now.
” Gently I slid it over the top of his head and kissed him.
He blinked a few times but the room wasn’t overly bright so it helped.
I shimmied up his body so I was lying on top of him, his cock resting against my soaked pussy.
His arms were still bound but he dropped them over my head and pulled me close.
“You’re fuckin’ amazing. My cock is still vibrating.”
Smiling, I kissed him, gently rubbing my lips over his.
He opened for me and groaned as my tongue dueled with his.
Pulling me tighter, our bodies together made so much heat I thought we’d spontaneously combust. My heart beat so fast I was shaking, and looking into his eyes filled with so much passion, I almost blurted out those three words I’d been hoarding like a little girl with her Barbie dolls.
“Can we untie my wrists now?”
Ahh spell broken. Saved. I swear if he hadn’t spoken I would have said them.
Those words, the ones that terrified me.
My parents were the last people I’d said those words to, and they’d left for a date night leaving me with my grandmother and never come back.
Something inside me broke when they died, and this was the first time in all these years those words bubbled up inside trying to escape.
“Oh yeah, sorry.”
He smiled and put his bound wrists in front of me so I could untie them.
Not fighting the urge I kissed each of his knuckles as I unwound the fluffy material.
It was so soft it barely left an indentation on his skin when I slid the last of the fabric from his arms. His hands weren’t cool to the touch so circulation hadn’t been cut off, I think it was more from his struggles.
Kissing the soft skin of his inner wrist awakened his cock, and the more I kissed and licked his skin, the more it moved against me.
“My Venus, it’s your turn.”
“Venus?”
“Yeah because you’re more beautiful than the Venus de Milo at the Louvre. More beautiful than any woman I’ve ever seen.”
“I think you might be exaggerating a bit. No?”
“No. You take my breath away.”
My cheeks heated even more and I wondered what shade of red I was, but before I could spend time thinking about it, he rolled me onto my back. Pushing my thighs apart with his knee, he slid between them.
“Condom or no?”
“I don’t care, I’m safe either way.” For a moment I thought he was going to stop and search for one, instead he rubbed his dick against my clit and along my nether lips, then slid slowly into my pussy.
Thrusting deeper each time, and rubbing the magic spot sending me into another mind-blowing bout of ecstasy.
Quivering from head to toe, I wondered if it was possible to die from too much sex. If so it’d be an amazing way to go.