Chapter 8
Thandie~
While this night wasn’t turning out how I’d been expecting, I had no complaints. Beck McKenna was turning out to be a very pleasant surprise indeed, and I was ready for more.
“Then show me what you got, Dr. McKenna,” I challenged, eager to explore this new side of my best friend’s brother.
I didn’t say anything further as Beck quietly put himself together.
After that, he reached down, grabbed me by my shoulders, then lifted me as if I weighed nothing.
He placed me on the couch, but instead of getting naked with me, Beck reached down, grabbed my shredded panties, and my breath began to pick up as he began wrapping them around my wrists, binding them.
Now, while I knew that tonight was going to be tamed compared to people who were really into this kind of stuff, I was still excited to experience something new and different.
I was excited about dipping my toes into a new world and seeing where it could lead.
I was also thrilled that I was going to experience this with Beck.
No matter what anyone said, sex was so much better when you trusted your partner.
“Now, at any moment in time that you don’t feel comfortable, I need you to say something, Thandie,” Beck said as he reached for my dress next.
“Is this where you ask me for a safe word?” I asked teasingly.
Beck just smirked. “We don’t need a safe word. Not only are we nowhere near that kind of experience, but my mind understands the words ‘stop’ and ‘no’ just fine.”
He said it like it was nothing, but that’s what made Beck McKenna a good guy. Common decency was easy for him, and I couldn’t see him ever being anything than a doctor. Beck had been born to help people, and I couldn’t trust anyone more than I did him.
I didn’t say anything as he tied my dress straps to the lace encasing my wrists, and when he pulled it back up over my head, that’s when I realized that he was using the dress to tie me to the couch legs.
Now, while it wasn’t a bed designed specifically for the participation rooms, it would definitely do for what we were about now.
“Are you comfortable? Not too tight?” Beck asked as he eyed his handiwork.
“I’m good,” I assured him.
Beck’s blue eyes raked up and down my body, and I was woman enough to appreciate the need in his gaze. It was obvious that he was one of the few men who could value the benefits of a curvy girl, and I was never going to have to feel self-conscious about any of my jiggling parts.
“Christ, there aren’t enough hours in the day for everything that I want to do to you,” he muttered quietly, his voice a rough tenor of need.
“Then what are you waiting for, Dr. McKenna?”
My breath hitched as Beck slid his left hand up the inside of my thigh, and he didn’t stop until he was pushing two fingers inside me, making my back arch in pleasure. The slickness from my earlier orgasms sounded loud in the room, but I wasn’t a prude, so I could enjoy just how obscene it sounded.
“I have a condom in my wallet, and while I have no problem using it, do I need to?” he asked, and it took a second for my brain to register what he was asking because he really did know what to do with his fingers.
“Do you often have sex without protection, Dr. McKenna?” I asked a bit breathlessly, surprised that he would when you considered his profession.
“I’ve never had sex without protection before, Counselor,” he answered easily. “The doctor in me frowns upon such recklessness.”
“But...?”
“But it’s you,” he said, making my chest ache with emotions that were dangerous when you considered that we were both venturing out of our comfort zones right now. “It’s you, and I trust you.”
“No, Beck,” I finally answered. “No, you don’t need to use it.”
With that quick permission, Beck pulled his fingers from my pussy, then immediately began to undress, and it had to be one of the sexiest things that I’d ever seen.
He was no longer the Beck McKenna that I was used to.
I was finally going to see, feel, and learn things about him that I had only fantasized about, and I was finding it hard to breathe.
When Beck was finally naked before me, my eyes took in every inch of him, and I felt shallow as fuck as his dick stood hard, long, thick, and proud. While a big dick wasn’t everything, it sure as hell made sex a lot more enjoyable.
I didn’t say anything as Beck reached for my legs, then grabbed my thighs, spreading them open as he got comfortable in between.
While this couch wasn’t nearly big enough for the both of us, I was confident that Beck could make it work because I refused to stop everything just to make it to the participation room.
My breath hitched again when Beck began running his bare dick through my pussy lips, and every time that he bumped my clit with the head, my body jerked, the teasing almost enough to make me beg.
However, with my arms anchored over my head, and with Beck’s hands gripping my knees firmly, I had no choice but to wait on him, and this quiet feeling of surrender must be what Ellie had been talking about when she’d said that it felt freeing not to have to think.
“Are you ready for this dick, Counselor?”
“Yes...” I rushed out shamelessly. “God, yes...”
With my heart beating wildly in my chest, I watched as Beck stared down at my intimacy, then began pushing his thick dick inside me, and all I could do was let out a low moan as he began stretching me out in a way that I hadn’t ever allowed before.
With my career being everything to me, I had always doubled up on protection to make sure there’d never be any unexpected surprises, so Beck sliding into me bare was something that we were both experiencing for the first time together.
“Oh, God...Beck...” I moaned as my body stretched out across the couch, my tied wrists pulling against the anchored fabric of my dress. “God, don’t stop...”
Beck let out a low growl as he pushed every inch of dick that he had inside my eager body, and I was already anticipating how sore I was going to be in the morning, but that wasn’t a complaint. In fact, I was looking forward to it.
“Fuck, Thandie,” he grunted as he finally started thrusting his cock in and out of my body. “I’m about to lose my goddamn mind, baby.”
He wasn’t alone.
Being at his mercy felt decadent and forbidden, and I couldn’t believe how turned on I was.
Beck had my knees firmly in his grip, pushing them back as he fucked me hard and deep, the couch moving with each thrust of his hips.
The show in the next room forgotten, nothing mattered but how Beck McKenna was finally inside me, making me crazy with need, and it was clear by the way that I was soaking the couch beneath us.
“Don’t stop...” I begged. “God...Beck...”
“Not until you’re cumming for me again,” he vowed, thrusting his hips harder. “Not until I have to carry you out of here.”
I wasn’t sure how long Beck fucked me, but soon, my arms felt strained, my wrists felt raw, and I was quickly learning that bondage really was something that you had to work up to.
My body wasn’t conditioned for this, and though hot as hell, I knew that more than just my pussy was going to be sore in the morning.
“I need you to cum for me, baby,” Beck grunted as his hands tightened around my knees. “I’m not going to last much longer. Your bare cunt feels too fucking good.”
Just as eager to get there, I was about to tell him to play with my clit, but I didn’t need to. As if reading my mind, Beck let go of my left knee, then began strumming it with an easy amount of pressure that made me cry out inside the room.
“Oh, God...” I choked out as every inch of my body began to tighten. “Beck...”
“That’s it...cum for me, Thandie,” he ordered, his rhythm perfect and not missing a beat. “Cum on my cock like a good girl.”
“Harder, Beck...” I panted, right on the edge. “Harder...please...”
With that specific instruction, Beck grabbed the backs of my thighs, then practically bent me in half before he began railing me with enough force to make the couch scrape against the floor, and it took only a few seconds before I was screaming his name, my orgasm ripping through my body with enough force to cause white spots to dance behind my eyes.
“Oh, God...”
“Fuck, Thandie,” Beck growled right before I felt him expand inside me, his very own orgasm finally joining mine. “Fuck, baby...fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Fuck was right.
“Beck...” I whimpered, my body and his both nothing but a trembling mess. “Jesus Christ...”
Welcome to The Fantasy Factory indeed.