Chapter 18
Chapter Eighteen
Time was slipping away from Tess and lately she felt like she was on a runaway train, moving faster and faster to an unknown destination.
With her wedding only two weeks away, Christmas gifts to be bought, working at the law office, attending class two nights a week and trying her best to make progress on the house, she felt desperate and frustrated.
Rory was next to useless in making any decisions about the house. She knew he was working hard, but if she heard “Whatever you think, babe,” out of his mouth just one more time she was going to beat him with her new frying pan.
His kitchen was woefully under stocked with cookware, dishes and assorted utensils, so Tess had reluctantly broken in her new bank card and gone shopping.
Apparently, he did not care what color carpeting, drapes or walls they had.
Furniture was not high on his list of priorities either.
In fact, Tess was beginning to think he actually preferred having only that overgrown monstrosity of a chair to sit on and his huge bed.
If they watched TV, he would make her sit on his lap where he would tease and torment her for hours, which usually resulted in several earth-shattering climaxes for her before he would carry her to the bedroom for a further demonstration of his authority over her.
He did go grocery shopping with her, picking up several items that were not on her list including the mysterious ginger root he had referred to the night he had blistered her ass.
Tess almost fainted when he picked up several long, large cucumbers testing their weight in his hand smiling suggestively.
“I’m allergic to cucumbers,” she lied quickly.
“Oh, that’s too bad.” he replied smoothly, reaching for a squash that was much more intimidating.
“Give me those,” she snapped, tossing his first choice into the cart with a thud.
“Babe, you lied to me,” he said sadly with a sigh. “You know what that means, right?”
Tess left him in her dust as she pushed the cart away from him, but she could still hear him laughing as he followed her.
Rory unpacked the bags in the kitchen while Tess took cleaning products to the pantry.
When she came back to the kitchen, he was washing the green vegetables in the sink.
Her heart was in her throat as she started backing away from him.
Taking a knife, Rory cut a large piece of the cucumber in half, sprinkled it with salt and began munching.
“You jerk,” she cried, picking up a dish towel and smacking him with it. Laughing he captured her in his arms.
“Want a bite?” he asked innocently.
“I thought .…”
“I know what you thought, and while it’s an appealing idea, I don’t think you’re ready for that,” Rory whispered as she relaxed in his arms. “At least not yet,” he continued, laughing when she tried to wiggle away.
Sweeping her up into his arms he strode to the bedroom, kicking the door shut with his foot.
“Rory, the groceries,” Tess protested when she landed on the bed with a bounce.
“They’ll keep,” he replied undressing quickly.
Stark naked he moved to his dresser taking out several ties.
Approaching the bed, he grinned at her wide-eyed expression.
He had threatened to tie her several times, but so far, he hadn’t needed to.
“Where does my naughty little bride think she’s going?
” he asked as she started to scramble off the other side of the bed.
Tess looked at him, frozen in place. God, he was magnificent.
Tall, strong with supple flesh over muscles that were beautifully defined, he took her breath away.
With his thick black hair, blue eyes and firm jaw he could have come off the pages of any magazine that featured the best-looking men.
She did not know who chose the sexiest man in the world, but they were oh, so wrong.
He was standing right before her, looking at her with lust and determination.
How she was lucky enough to find him, and have him want her above all others, she would never know.
“Nowhere,” she sighed, answering his question as she opened her arms to him.
Rory undressed her, loving each new section he uncovered. Turning Tess onto her belly, he massaged her neck and shoulders before moving to her lower back.
“Don’t move an inch,” he ordered, getting up and gathering what he needed.
Tess had no intention of moving, in fact she was so relaxed she was afraid she would doze off.
A thin stream of oil dribbled from her shoulder blades to her buttocks and she jumped a bit before his big hands began to move over her again. Although her entire body from her neck to the soles of her feet were caressed and soothed, by far the most attention was devoted to her ass.
Oil was added repeatedly to that part of her anatomy until she was slippery and pliant.
Rory’s fingers made occasional forays between her thighs, gliding lightly over her clit and circling her woman’s opening.
Each time Tess’s hips rose trying to capture his thick digit and steer it inside her she was rewarded with a firm slap to her bottom as well as his scolding voice.
“Be still, Tess.”
Lying beside her, he slipped his arm beneath her cupping her entire vulva in one huge hand, firmly holding her steady as his other slippery fingers, teased at her bottom hole.
Tess squirmed, butterflies having a party in her belly as she tried to relax in his hand. Even as nervous as she was, honey leaked from her core as she tried to dance away from his invading finger.
“I hadn’t planned to spank you, but I will, babe,” he whispered, nibbling on her shoulder. “Relax into my hand honey,” he ordered.
Tess tried and failed, only succeeding after he peppered her bottom with twenty or so crisp smacks.
“Good girl,” Rory murmured when he felt the weight of her hips settle onto his hand.
Adding another bit of oil, he ever so gently began teasing her bottom, seeking admittance.
Nestling his middle finger firmly against her clit, he tapped it each time, like a gentle spanking, as he nudged farther and farther inside her bottom.
His first knuckle was surrounded by her tight ring before Tess began squirming again.
“Do you need another spanking?” he asked, glad she couldn’t see his smile.
“No,” she replied softly, a pout in her voice.
“Then relax and behave. I plan on loving you as often and in as many ways as I want, Tess, so you may as well get used to it. I will never hurt you, babe, but you will always submit to me.”
Tess nodded. Sighing, she gave herself over to Rory.
The tapping began again and he removed his finger, added more oil and slid back inside of her to the hilt, past each knuckle until he could go no further.
Pausing, he gave her time to adjust to the intrusion as he firmly held her, one hand under her, the other with his finger firmly implanted in her beautiful bottom.
His enormous cock throbbed against her hip in time with the contractions of her rectum.
Rory closed his eyes and clenched his jaw.
What he really wanted to do was replace his finger with his cock and plunge into the deep, dark opening, filling her with his cum as she pulsed and quivered around him.
That, however, was not possible. It would take many nights of preparation before she would be able to accommodate him in that way. Nights he would enjoy immensely.
Forcing his mind back to the present, Rory slowly began gently retreating and plunging into Tess’s bottom while rubbing and tapping her clit.
Her low moans reassured him that despite what she might say, she loved everything he was doing to her.
Each time he felt her tense he would stop torturing her clit, holding his finger still inside her until she relaxed back into his hand before returning to his ultra-slow, methodical invasion.
Finally, Tess became so frustrated her little feet began kicking the bed, her lips pleading for him to either stop or do something to release her.
Rory removed his finger, slipped his arm out from under her and stood. Quickly he went into the bathroom, washed his hands and returned. In seconds he’d bound her wrists together with a tie and Tess watched wide-eyed as he secured it to the headboard.
“Rory?”
“Shh, you’re fine, babe. Trust me?” he asked, leaning down to kiss her.
“Yes,” she answered breathlessly.
“Good girl,” he replied, patting her ass.
Grasping her hips, he lifted them until Tess was on her knees, her head down.
He slipped first one pillow, then another under her belly, adjusting her to his specifications.
Picking up a relatively small butt plug that was much larger than her pacifier, but nowhere near as big as his cock, he lubed it thoroughly.
Holding her cheeks apart, Rory slowly began working it into her tight passage which had returned to normal in the short time since he had penetrated it.
Tess squirmed and squealed, but Rory would not be deterred.
He didn’t scold her in any way, but when she continued to wiggle, making this much harder than it needed to be, he set the plug aside and warmed her ass.
When Tess was sniffling and compliant once again, he re-lubed the plug, gently but firmly pushing it deep within her bottom.
The flange at the base, kept it from going too deep, but the wider section just before the flange was harder for her to take.
Regardless, he had his way and patting her red ass he admired the picture she presented.