49. Zombie
FORTY-NINE
ZOMBIE
Coming home felt different but in a good way. I couldn’t help but feel lighter and happier than I had ever been. For once in my life things were working out.
When we got home, Ryann was passed out in my arms from traveling.
After putting her in her unicorn-themed room, I walked behind Lennie as we went to the playroom.
She looked incredibly sexy with a black-lace teddy and black-lace booty shorts that she had changed into while I was putting Ryann in her bed.
I was finally feeling well enough to move freely after a stretch of recovery, and we were both eager to have some fun.
I had spent the morning explaining to her what I wanted to try with rope so she wasn’t nervous or scared.
Instead of reacting with anxiety or questions as I expected, she’d grabbed my cheeks, pressed a hard kiss to my lips and asked to go to the playroom immediately.
It had taken her less than two minutes to grab the outfit she wanted, and now we were entering the room with a promise of fun and exploration.
Lennie turned around and faced me with a smile on her face. “Where do you want me?”
I pointed. “On the bed, sit on the edge with your legs dangling off the side.”
She obeyed, walked over to the bed, and sat down with her toes just barely touching the plush carpet while I grabbed my rope and shears. I placed the shears in my jeans pocket for easy access and then headed toward the bed. Lennie looked at me with hunger in her eyes.
I stood between her legs and bent down, pressing a chaste kiss to her lips before gripping the sides of her panties and pulling them off of her.
Because I couldn’t wait, I leaned down and swiped my tongue through her center, savoring the way she tasted.
Lennie let out a whimper of protest when I turned away from her.
“Scoot further onto the bed with your knees half bent and your forearms resting on the sides of your calves.”
She obeyed and maneuvered into the position I had instructed.
I took my first line of rope and began wrapping her wrist to her calf, careful not to tie too tight and cut off circulation.
I wove the rope into two reverse-column tension ties before moving higher on her forearm and almost behind the knee to make the second set of ties.
“Why aren’t you going directly behind the knee?” Lennie asked curiously.
I gave her a smile, loving that she was asking questions about something that made me genuinely happy.
“You don’t go directly in the crease of the knee so you don’t pinch the nerves there. That would make it extremely uncomfortable and could cause damage.”
She nodded before I moved to her other leg and did the same ties and knots.
When I was done, my mouth began to water from the view.
Not only was she bound by my rope, but the position put her pussy on display for me.
The best part about this configuration of ties was that you could be creative with it.
If Lennie felt a little more comfortable, I would have attached the remaining rope to a hip harness.
But I wanted to take my time with easing her into the art of shibari; I wanted her to feel comfortable with how the rope felt around her before going into suspension or advancing the ties.
I moved her to rest on her back before I leaned down before her spread bound legs and began to devour her, nipping and sucking her bundle of nerves before putting my tongue deep inside her.
“Oh, yes please, don’t stop!” she encouraged as I continued my work on her.
I pressed in a finger to her entrance while circling my tongue on her clit. Her inner walls clenched around my finger as her orgasm began to build. I added another finger and pressed the sweet spot inside of her. She bucked her hips as much as she could in tandem with the thrusts of my fingers.
Right when I knew she was close, I began to pump my fingers and tongue faster.
Seconds later she was coming undone, crying my name out with her pleasure.
Her sounds made my need rise to a level I didn’t think was possible, and I couldn’t wait to make her come again.
I moved my fingers slowly out of her before sliding my jeans and briefs off.
My cock stood at attention as a bead of precum dripped from the head.
I grabbed a condom from the table on the side of the bed and put it on before kneeling in between her spread thighs.
I pumped my cock with my fist a couple of times as I admired her soaking-wet pussy. Lennie squirmed. I knew she wanted to touch me, but this was the fun with rope.
“Dante,” she pleaded, and I knew I needed to be inside her.
I positioned myself at her entrance before ever so slowly pushing in. We both moaned out in pleasure as I filled her completely. I began to slowly move my hips, loving the sounds and facial expressions Lennie was making. It didn’t take long for her to get frustrated with my slow pace.
“Dante, I swear to god, if you don’t start fucking me hard—”
I cut her off by slamming my hips against her and rubbing my pelvis against hers, hitting her clit just right.
“You’re going to what, kitten? You are a little tied up at the moment,” I taunted her.
She let out a growl which turned into a moan as I began to move more quickly.
I continued pumping until she was clamping around me and crying out from another orgasm.
I felt my release begin to build at the base of my spine before euphoria washed over me.
Sparks flashed in my eyes as I filled her with my cum.
It took me a moment to come down from the high and for my vision to refocus.
I slid out of Lennie before disposing of the condom.
I returned to her and leaned down to press my lips to hers.
Lennie deepened the kiss and tangled her tongue with mine.
God, I loved this woman. She was everything I had ever wanted and more.
With precision and speed, I untangled the knots and ties and then began to massage the spots where the rope had been. Lennie let out a hum of contentment as I removed any tension that was in her body from being tied up.
Once I was done massaging her, I told her to stay on the bed as I drew a bubble bath. Aftercare was so important, and I wanted to show her with actions that I would always be there to take care of her.
My heart felt fulfilled as I placed Lennie in the tub before climbing in behind her.
All was right in the world with her in my arms, and I never wanted the feeling to ever go away.