Chapter Twenty-Two
Amy
He led me from the shower and wrapped me in a towel. Whilst I rubbed myself dry, he did the same, scrubbing the towel over his head and mussing up his hair.
“No need for clothes.” He studied me.
“I guessed as much.”
He ushered me into the bedroom with a sense of urgency.
Excitement pinged around inside me. We had nowhere else to be, no one to see. This was all about us, and with Mitch I knew I’d always get my orgasm.
How life had changed.
“Lie down.” He nodded at the bed. “On your back, arms above your head.”
“Yes, Daddy.” I did as he’d asked, arching my back and jutting up my breasts.
He licked his lips and then slipped from the room.
I frowned.
In a second he was back…holding the cuffs.
“You ready for these?” He held them up, shaking them slightly.
“I think so.”
He raised his eyebrows. “And is that the right answer?”
“I mean…yes…I am.” I swallowed and pressed my legs together, my clit pulsing at the sight of the shiny metal cuffs. My pussy was wet, and it had nothing to do with the shower and everything to do with the thought of being held hostage by Mitch and being totally at his mercy.
He gave me a devilish smile and approached, his cock tapping on his abdomen. “Good girl.” He reached for my left wrist and snapped the cool cuff into place.
Before I had chance to move, he’d threaded it through the metal headboard and captured my right wrist, too.
I twisted to see my binds. Solid and inescapable. I tugged them, producing a metallic clank. The sound, the captured sensation, the stretch of my naked shower-fresh body on cool sheets, had my heart rate rocketing.
“Now I can really do what I want with you,” he said, his gaze roaming me like a hot caress. “And I am going to take my time, so settle in for the ride.”
A quiver captured my entire body, my nipples twisting to bullet-hard peaks.
He must have seen my tremble because he chuckled softly and then climbed onto the bed and scooted down between my legs.
His big hands parted my thighs, exposing my pussy that I was sure was glistening with arousal.
“Ah fuck,” he muttered, then closed his eyes and sucked my clit into his mouth.
I gasped and tensed, the cuffs clattering when my arms jerked of their own volition. I could do nothing. I was trapped. All I could do was take what he gave me, and oh, he was giving it good.
His tongue swirled and licked my clit, and he fingered my entrance, teasing and probing.
My belly was taut, and my toes curled. “Oh…oh…” The pressure was increasing, the first sparks of an orgasm flaring to life.
“You taste amazing,” he murmured and kissed over my pubic hair and up to my navel. “Always so delicious.” He grinned up at me.
I was breathing fast, and my gaze locked on his.
“And so tight.” As he’d spoken, he’d driven two fingers deep into my pussy.
My breath hitched and I clamped around him.
“Good girl, squeeze me like that, show me how much you like me being inside you.”
“I do…oh, I need you to…”
“I know what you need.”
He pumped softly, fucking me with his fingers, soft wet sounds filling the room.
I let my head fall back and rocked my hips in time with his penetrations. It felt so good, so dense, but it wasn’t enough to tip me into orgasm.
And he knew that. The bastard was keeping me on the edge.
“Mitch…” I gasped, his name sweet on my lips. “Oh…I…want to…”
He swept his tongue over my clit.
I gasped and balled my hands into fists, the cuffs digging into my wrists. His hot tongue had me getting ready to fly.
I held my breath and shook and trembled.
“Not yet.” He lifted up leaving me desperate and wanting. “Not until I decide.”
“Oh but…you know…”
“Yeah, I know you struggled to orgasm for years, and now you can you’re greedy for it. But you have to learn patience, that’s what this is all about. A lesson in patience.”
I groaned and closed my eyes, and when he got up from the bed I squeezed my thighs together, trying to stimulate my clit.
“Hey, bad girl.” He flipped me onto my side and spanked my left buttock, with real determination to leave a bright-red handprint. “I didn’t say you could do that. I’m in charge, remember.”
I cried out and bowed my spine, the heat of his palm sending shockwaves around my body. A lick of fire went to my pussy, and it wept all the more for his attention.
A drawer opening and closing, and then the mattress dipping.
“I’ve been looking forward to playing with this.” He rolled me onto my back again.
I opened my eyes. Right above me was my big purple vibrator. Shiny and embossed with realistic veins. I knew full well it would always get me climaxing, fast, especially at full throbbing speed.
“You played alone with this for too long,” he said, his stubble scratching my chin. “That’s going to change.”
I craved his touch, his attention, but with Big Purple…and fastened to the bed.
Fuck.
Would I survive it, or would my heart give out?
He switched it on, the buzzing sound competing with the pulse in my ears. I moaned in anticipation.
“You should relax,” he said and tapped the tip onto my right nipple. “Deep breaths.”
I closed my eyes and moaned. The big determined guy at my side was in control, and I did have to accept that.
“Good girl.” He moved the tip of the vibe to my other nipple, taking his sweet time as he rotated around it.
My pussy clenched, as if there was a hot-wire from my nipple to my clit.
“You have the best body ever,” he murmured and kissed the feathery hair in my armpit. “So pretty, so perfect and all mine.”
“Yes. All yours.”
He laughed softly. “I know. And God help anyone who tries to change that.”
The vibe moved down my abdomen, tickling softly and creating a gnawing impatience that I had to fight down.
“Sweet pretty pussy,” he said, rubbing the vibrations over my pubic hair. “Cute little clit, all for me to play with.”
“Oh!” He’d angled the tip on my clit, firmly, and was holding it steady.
My eyes pinged open, and I stared into his dark depths.
“You like that, huh?”
I nodded. “Y…yes.”
“Gonna make you come?”
He knew damn well it was. I was bucking for it, panting, my cheeks hot and my breasts quivering as the pressure built.
And then it was gone.
“Mitch!”
“Daddy knows best,” he said and ran the vibe down my left inner thigh and then up the right.
“Oh, please.” I yanked at the cuffs. “I want to…”
“And you will, when I say.”
The vibe skimmed my clit, and I chased it with my hip movements but I didn’t get enough to tip me over the edge.
“Keep still,” he said, “and open up.”
I drew up my knees and turned my face to my inner arm, squashed my cheek into it, and closed my eyes.
He circled my entrance, the vibrations spreading over my wet pussy.
“I’m going to fuck you with this now,” he said and pushed the buzzing vibe in deep.
I gasped. Damn that felt amazing.
“You’re glorious like this,” he murmured. “Don’t hold back. I want to know what you’re feeling.”
“I want…I want to come…I need.”
“You will soon. Enjoy this for now.” He set up a slow, steady rhythm, the vibrations filling me with each deep penetration, then when he pulled back he paused for an agonizing second before giving me it again.
Soon I was near the edge once more, almost ready to topple into ecstasy. He was getting my hot spot, that special deep place that gave me the most intense orgasms, just right. My mouth dried and my pulse thudded.
“Ah, ah, no you don’t.” He withdrew and caught my face in a tight grip. “Not until I say.” He kissed me, a profound hungry kiss that swallowed my groan of frustration.
I’d spent so long not being able to come with a guy, and now I could, that’s what I wanted, a big fucking orgasm, and he was teasing me to the point of utter distraction.
“Please, Mitch, I’m begging you…”
“Good.” He reached behind himself, for lube. “Begging is what I like to hear.”
“What are you…?”
“Greedy baby girl can have me and the vibe. That’ll be the best orgasm you’ve ever had.”
“I…what?” I watched him coat the end. “What are you…?”
“Lie back, think of England.” He moved between my legs, his big body hovering over mine as he shoved my legs wider still. “And I promise I’ll make it the best experience ever.”
“Oh God…” I moaned and tugged the cuffs. “I…”
“You’re going to love it.”
I swallowed and held still while he smoothed the now-cool head of the vibe through my pussy lips and set it over my asshole.
Was he…? Would he…? Heaven help me if he was. Yes. He was…
Of course he fucking was going to do that. This was Mitch. A man with depths I was only just learning and kinks he was only just showing.
“Your sexy butt is going to love this.” He applied pressure to the center of my asshole, and the buzzing vibe stretched my delicate flesh as he entered me with it.
I clenched, gripping the hard silicone, and held my breath.
“No coming until I’m inside you, too,” he said. “Keep breathing and keep control.”
“Oh fuck.”
Damn, it felt wild though. My whole body was alive with sensation as the thick girth went deeper.
My pussy trembled, and my asshole widened. How deep could he go? Fuck.
“Almost there,” he said when the vibrations seemed to go right up to my teeth. “You’ve nearly done it.”
I was so full of it, so owned by it.
“That’s it.” He was over me, his cock nudging my pussy. “Now take me. It’s gonna be so awesome.”
I was splayed out beneath him, pulsing for his cock, trapped, surrendered, a hostage to pleasure.
“Jeez, you’re even tighter now.” He nudged his cock into my pussy.
The stretch was sublime and intense, and I stared up into his eyes.
“I can feel the damn vibrator,” he said, his cheeks flushed and his pupils wide. “Fucking awesome.”
“Mitch,” I gasped and locked my legs behind his, hauling him closer.
He took a long steady ride and filled me until he was root-deep and his body crushed against my clit. I’d never been so full, so possessed, it was wonderful.
“I…I want you so much.” I wished I could touch his face, his hair, grip his shoulders. But I couldn’t, my arms were locked over my head. I was his prisoner.
“You want to come? That what you want?”
“Yes. Yes. With you. On your cock.”
“You can, whenever you need to…fuck, I ain’t gonna last long like this. The vibe is amazing on my dick.”
He rocked onto me, going deeper and giving my clit just what it needed. The whirring vibe stimulated the very depths of me, and by the rapture on Mitch’s face, it was giving him something special, too.
“Oh, oh…it’s here…” I widened my fingers in their confines and arched my back so my nipples caught in his chest hair. “Oh…fuck…”
“Hell yeah, come for me, like this. Fuck, yes.”
I stared up at him, holding his eye contact as bliss grew to a size I had to release. It flew out of me, wild and raging. A great ball of ecstasy that bowled into me and had me gasping and spasming.
“Fuck!” He gritted his teeth, and without breaking my eye contact, he came high inside me, his shaft throbbing and his hips thrusting wildly.
I lay there and took it all. Loving it all. Loving him.
He kept banging into me, our sweaty flesh slapping and my clit shooting out new hot fingers of pleasure over my body.
My breaths were difficult to catch. My muscles tensed to granite, and still my climax consumed me.
His lips found mine, and we kissed with such fervour it was as if we would never part.
But eventually we did, and he slowed and rested his weight over me.
“The vibe,” I managed. “It’s still.” I couldn’t catch my breath with it buzzing inside me. “On…”
“Fuck.” He sat back, pulled out, and withdrew the vibe. It clattered to the floor, and then he scooped me into his arms and nuzzled into my armpit. He wrapped his legs around me, encompassing me in a full-body embrace.
“I don’t want to ever let you go.”
“So don’t,” I said as cum oozed from me. “Don’t let me go.”
He kissed up my neck to my lips. “We’re going to make a future together, right…”
“Yes.”
“I’m not ready for marriage again, I don’t know if I ever—”
“I’m not asking for marriage. I just want you…I just want there to be an us.”
“Oh, there is, there most definitely is an us. There’ll be an us forever.”
We kissed, our lips speaking a hundred words of longing and love and commitment.
And with my big, morally gray cop holding me, telling me we were forever, I sighed and let the bliss of my orgasm and the feel of his hot body transport me to a place that I could only describe as my personal Heaven.