17. Hardy #2
“Sexual persuasion will not get you the break you’re looking for, buddy.” She starts wiggling so she might get away.
“Hun, it’s all about the attempt. Let me show you.” Twisting her hair in my fingers, I grasp the nape of her neck, dragging her to me.
Her breath hitches in her throat as her eyes darken, becoming full of desire. She wants me, against her better judgment, and she’s hoping I’ll take her, mark her, and make her mine. I’ll be damned if I’m not gonna try.
“Thayer, I’m going to ruin you. You understand?
I’m going to sink so far into you; there’ll never be another to compare.
” Taking her mouth, I sink my tongue deep, the way I’m about to sink into her, fucking her with it as if I’m fucking her pussy.
Knowing she’s as wet as her mouth right about now makes me hard in an instant.
Thayer pushes herself down on my thigh, grinding her wet shorts on my leg.
She’s begging for release, but she’ll not get it that easy today. It’s time to up the ante.
Kissing my way over to her ear, I whisper my plan for her.
Her response is music to my ears. “I’m going to tie you down and lick every inch of your body until you’re squirming beneath me.
And then, Thayer, I’m gonna eat your pussy until you come, before sliding deep into you, fucking you so hard, you’ll beg me to stop. ”
She trembles at my words as my touch causes goosebumps to run up her back where my hand lay against it.
Her lips quiver as the warmth from my breath crosses her ear.
Running the tip of my nose through her hair, I trail down her cheekbone, never breaking contact.
Allowing my words and our heat to invade all of her senses.
Her breathing becomes rough when I use my tongue to trace her bottom lip. Catching it between her teeth, her eyes snap open as heat explodes behind them. As if I could get harder, her lips part, releasing mine to utter words so incredibly sexy, she makes me shudder.
“I’m yours. Always.” She takes my mouth by storm, pushing against my body so tightly, our breathing syncs.
My hand slides down to her ass, grabbing it as I lift her. Encasing me in her luscious thighs as she moans into my mouth. Our tongues wind around each other, muffling my groans. Her mouth pressed against mine, her lips are crimson when she relinquishes.
“You better never fucking forget that, Thayer. Always,” I growl as I strip her shorts off, tossing them to the side. She takes her shirt off while I make quick work of my pants, ripping my shirt over my head.
Thayer lays before me, black lace panties and no bra.
Her hair was a mess but still in a semi-fashioned knot on top of her head.
Speaking of semi’s, my dick is about to explode, but knowing what just happened, what could happen, I’m going to take this slow.
Burning her to my memory and myself into her.
Crawling over her, I reach for the surprise I had stashed under the bed for her. Pink furry cuffs. Yeah, I’m gonna take it easy on my girl, but not for long. Her eyes light up when I let them dangle from my finger above her. She immediately begins to squirm. Thayer is hot as fuck right now.
Laying the cuffs in her cleavage, she smiles.
Wrapping my fingers around her wrists, I pull her arms above her head, holding them there.
Her chest rises and falls with every labored drag.
Her eyes pop open as the first cuff snaps into place.
A fierce desire runs deep in them, mirroring my want for her.
Slipping the fur-covered metal through her wrought-iron headboard, I lock her down as she now lays stretched beneath me.
Her body is toned and has curves making her the gorgeous woman she is.
Full hips and creamy thighs begging to be wrapped around me.
I’m more than willing to oblige, but first, I need to see if the cream is as sweet as the woman.
My fingers trail her delicate skin as my mouth seeks purchase against her neck. Her pulse quickens when I begin to nuzzle her, and she pants with expectation. Quivering as I lay soft kisses under her jaw, moving up, I find her ear and tell her what’s coming next.
“Do you want me to make you come, Thayer? Do you want to come on my tongue while I lick your pussy? You do, don’t you?” Catching her lobe between my teeth, I swipe my tongue over the captured flesh. To my satisfaction, she moans her words.
“Yes, please.” I take pride in very little, but making her sound like that makes me damn happy.
“Yes, please…what?” I ask as I sweep my wet tongue around her erect nipple. Bucking off the bed, she tells me what I want to hear.
“Please, sir.” Her breathy groan diminishes to a sigh.
“You’ve got it,” I answer her before I take her nipple into my mouth, sucking hard as I swirl my tongue around it.
She’s gorgeous when her eyes roll back, giving in to the feeling. Nipping at her body, painstakingly slow, I taste as many parts of her as possible. She’s sweet and salty, not surprising. She tastes as she is.
Reaching the apex of her thigh, I drag my tongue along the junction of it and her pelvis. She moans in appreciation which makes me grin. Thayer’s as vocal during sex as she is any other time. Kissing her pussy lightly, she squirms from the contact. Probably from lack of friction, she needs so much.
I wrap my hands around her knees, spreading her wide so I can fit between them. She strains from the suspense, making the metal from the cuffs clang on the bed rails. Such a fucking sweet sound, I could come right now.
Thayer lays before me, outspread, her pussy perfectly level with my mouth.
Dragging the tip of my tongue up her middle, collecting her wet desire of the sweet and salty combination, makes my cock bob with want.
Glancing up at her as I sink inside, her eyes are hooded as she bites my favorite lip, making it grow crimson.
Continuing to savor her, I slide a finger inside, working her as slowly as we both can take.
She’s wild, gripping the sheets with her toes as she strains at her confinement.
Suddenly, she digs her heels into the mattress, making me respond by adding a second finger.
Curving it up as I lick her pussy the same way.
Sucking her clit between my lips, I rotate my tongue, working her into a frenzy. Her hips rise, and her chin meets her chest as she becomes unhinged. She comes with a torrent of praises for me, making pre-cum slip from my head and run down my shaft.
Taking a knee, I position myself just at the cusp of her pussy, wet and ready with need. Thayer’s breathing is still ragged when I pick her up by her thighs, readying her for me. I wait no longer. I slide hard and deep, filling her rapidly, making her gasp as she pulses around me.
Starting a sensual pace, moving slowly so she might acclimate, I bring her up to speed.
Grinding into her as she pulls at her cuffs, hoping for stability.
Her shoulders pinned to the bed, I continue the almost punishing assault.
Our breathing takes on a labored staccato sounding off the walls around us.
My mission: to own Thayer so completely she’ll never leave. She’ll never want to turn her back on me. To love her like no other person. Making her mine for eternity.
Our climax hits us at the same time, her eyes locking onto mine as if she understands my intentions.
Accepts my need of her, returning with a want of her own.
Marking me as profoundly as I have her. Knowing at this moment, we will never be the same again.
Our love is established firmly and beyond contestation.
Unlocking her hands, I rub her arms down as we quietly drift to sleep. Never speaking of what we both know just happened. That if ever we part, the unmistakable love we share will forever stand. Always.
We never spoke about the events of that evening after we made love. The understanding mutual, we’re together, come what may. We’re trying to build a solid foundation of love and trust, unshakeable from the outside.