Heath Chapter 8
When she reached me, I had to have a kiss. No one kissed like her. It was pure fire that filled me. And her taste was always sweet. Our mouths worked to dominate the other for a couple of minutes before I broke away.
“I can’t let you distract me so much, or this will be over before we even start. Where did you get this thing?”
I ran my fingertip along the leather strap holding her left breast up. When I got close to the center of her tit, I grazed her taut nipple, which caused her to shudder. Wanting to be fair, I leaned down and flicked my tongue over the other one.
“Heath, please, I’m so needy right now,” she whined.
“Good. You need to show me how badly you want this. Now, is there any reason I can’t restrain you? It won’t hurt the baby or you, will it?” I asked.
“No, as long as nothing is tied tight enough to cut off circulation.”
“Then I want you to bring that sexy ass over to the side of the bed. Then bend over and stay there until I tell you what to do next,” I instructed.
Danae always loved it when I took all control from her. She admitted that she’d never been able to let a man do that before me. That admission told me that she absolutely trusted me.
Her walk made me bite my tongue. She seductively bent over the side of the bed.
Then turned her head so she could look over her shoulder at me.
I took my time following her to the bed.
Then, I stopped and did nothing but run my gaze from her shoulders to her feet in those fuck-me heels.
Danae groaned softly as she wiggled her hips.
Making her ass cheeks jiggle in the harness.
“Stand still,” I ordered.
She went still, but she pleaded with her eyes.
“I can’t tell you how much I love those heels, baby. They make a man think nothing but naughty thoughts. As I told you before, you can’t wear them in public, only here in our home. It gives men too many ideas, and you give them enough of those.”
“I love how they make my calves and ass look. Plus, I get added height,” she replied.
“Speaking of your ass,” I paused, and when she was about to ask me to finish my thought, I let my palm crack against her ass cheek.
Instantly, she released a startled cry, and her body jerked as the fiery pain registered, then spread throughout her ass and into her core.
I knew it did that to her pussy because she told me before, and secondly, her cream would increase.
She already glistened along her folds. I rubbed the red spot to press it deep.
Before she got completely relaxed, I did it again to the same cheek.
This time, as she was crying out, I raked my nails over the red print on her ass. It made her whimper.
It was a surprise, but a good one, when we got together and discovered that Danae enjoyed degrees of pain mixed in with her pleasure.
It wasn’t anything she knew until I got her permission to try spanking one night.
From there, we experimented with it until I knew how much she could take before pain outweighed the pleasure.
Rapidly, I landed more blows to both cheeks, turning them very red. She was crying, but even as tears filled her eyes, she begged me to spank her more. She hadn’t needed to ask me twice. As the last slap sank in several minutes later, I dropped to my knees and scraped my teeth over the handprint.
She exclaimed, “Heath, I need it.”
I knew what she referred to. I wedged my face between her thighs, which she had shakily widened apart.
I fluttered my tongue from the hood of her engorged clit to her vaginal opening.
I stopped there and teased it just inside.
When I withdrew, she moaned into the mattress under her.
I turned down the bed while she was in the bathroom.
Her unique and riveting scent and flavor pulled me in. I couldn’t move away, not yet. I ate her pussy as if I were a starved man. But while I did, I never forgot that it was only an early stage of what I planned to put her through.
I licked up and down her folds, making sure to wiggle the tip of my tongue into every crevice and her opening.
With her in this position, I easily was able to lick up the crack of her ass, teasing her forbidden hole.
She shivered and cried out my name. I smiled.
She and I had been working up to anal sex before I left on that mission.
Since we’d gotten back together, I’d restarted the prepping.
She had it once, long ago, and it had been a disaster, from what she shared.
The man she was with had done zero to prep her.
As a result, it hurt terribly, and she’d stopped him, refusing to try again.
I was humbled by how open she was to letting me try, and proud of how well she’d done with what she and I had tried.
In addition to tongue work, my fingers and teeth were happy participants in driving my divine one into a screaming orgasm. When she peaked and shouted her relief, I eased her down. Right before she went limp, I stood and slapped her ass again and again. It set her off into multiple orgasms.
Some people might wonder what I got out of this?
How were my needs being served? Easy. The more she came, the higher she climbed, the more explosiveness she slipped into my releases.
I didn’t lie when I told her that sex with her was the best of my life.
And it kept growing better. The secret was that we loved each other.
As she calmed down from the fierce and multiple orgasms, I moved her again.
This time, she was flipped onto her back.
I slid my arms underneath her so I could help her to the middle of the bed, where I spread her arms. I’d forgo the ankle restraints this time.
Her eyes were smoldering as I brought her arms over her head after I secured the restraints around her slender wrists.
I made sure they wouldn’t chafe her skin.
When I was satisfied, I raised them over her head and secured them there.
I sat back on my heels to enjoy the view.
She was flushed, her pupils dilated, her entire body quivering.
I bent down and sucked a nipple into my mouth.
I worried it with my tongue, then I sucked it hard.
As her breath caught, I pinched the opposite nipple.
Due to her warning about her sensitivity, I didn’t put as much bite to it as I had in the past. However, the way she whined, cried, and wiggled, I knew it was good.
Working her over this way was hard on me.
My cock ached, and precum left a trail everywhere I went.
Recalling our conversation before, I let go of her tits, but I wasn’t done with them.
I walked on my knees to get into the best position, and then I gripped my cock and smeared my precum over both taut nipples, the valley between her tits, and then up her chest. It gleamed in the light.
“Heath, what’re you doing?” she asked hoarsely.
“Remembering that fantasy I told you I had about me fucking your tits and coming all over them. We can’t do that at the moment, but it gave me an idea.”
“Oh, what kind of idea?” she asked.
“Let me show you,” I whispered.
Before I made the move, I lightly slapped her tits then squeezed them together for a moment.
Danae yelled in surprise and a touch of discomfort, but I kept going.
As the sting receded, I got to work lapping up my own precum.
It wasn’t anything I’d consciously done before.
With her, I’d given her oral after blowing my load inside of her, which had never happened with another woman.
Like before, I was surprised by the taste.
It wasn’t nearly as unpleasant as one might imagine.
In fact, wanting to share with her, I reared up and shifted so I could smear the still leaking head over her lips. Her eyes went wild.
“Go ahead, lap it up,” I demanded.
Watching her lick my precum from her lips as I stroked up and down my shaft was sweet torture.
I wanted this to last, but the other half of me knew I was close to the edge of no return.
And when that happened, I wanted to be inside her pussy.
But to add to my agony, I touched the head of my cock to Danae’s mouth.
Immediately, she opened and sucked the head inside her tight, hot mouth.
I threw back my head and groaned. My hips thrust on their own.
Pushing deeper and pulling out. I lost track of the times I thrust, but when I felt my toes tingling and my lower back tightening, I had to stop.
Danae pouted when I did, so I kissed her. That kiss helped to remove the rest of my precum from her lips and inside her mouth. Our tongues got to thrash each other again, and then I had to stop. Growling, I moved down her body. She panted.
“Yes, oh God, yes, baby. Give me that cock. I’m ready for it. I need you to take me like you mean it,” she sobbed as she tugged at her wrist restraints.
Leaning over her, my arms were long enough to reach her wrists.
I unbuckled the restraints. As soon as she was free, I gripped her hips, rolled her over, then up onto her knees.
Straddling her bent legs, I grabbed my cock and guided it inside her.
I held onto my control long enough to get all of me fully buried.
When she moaned the word yes, I began thrusting. My hips sped up. I went deeper and faster. I snapped my hips, driving myself deep. I brought my hands down hard onto her ass cheeks. Danae screamed.
“Heath, please, more! Harder. I’m alright,” she wailed.
“Are you sure?” I gritted out between clenched teeth.
“Yes!”
I became a machine as I fucked her. I was chasing an insane orgasm, and she was right there with me.
It wasn’t too long before I felt the trembling inside of her.
Landing two more slaps, which tightened her pussy around my cock, I reached up, twisted my hand in her hair, and then raised her enough that my other hand could hold her throat for support as I drilled in and out.
When our climaxes hit, they were in sync.
It felt like the top of my head had blown off.
She wailed so loud, I wondered if my neighbors heard us because I was growling and grunting as I pumped my cum deep.
I made sure she got everything. By the time we were finished, the only thing we could do was collapse onto the mattress.
Somehow, we ended up on our sides. Who knows how that happened?
I stayed there. Working to recover, my eyelids slid shut.
Just a minute, and I’ll be able to talk and clean us up.