“Fuck me and we’ll find out.”
The smile on his face is wicked. I’m going to find out just how wicked, because he’s rolling on a condom. But he doesn’t enter me, he pushes a finger inside. “I like how wet you get.” His fingers curls upward, reminding me of the last orgasm he gave me. “I’m wondering just how many times I should make you come.”
“Is there a policy for second time visitors?”
Hudson laughs softly. “There isn’t, but maybe I should make one.” He adds a second finger. “First time is a minimum of five. Is that what I said? So I suppose the second time would be a minimum of three.” With his words he adds a third finger and I moan, try to rise my hips to meet his hand, but I’m completely immobile. Sheer arousal rolls through me. There’s nothing I can do. He’s going to do what he wants, and I can’t change it. He’s going to make me come as many times as he wants and I can’t stop him. Why does that make me shudder in anticipation and make my pussy so wet that it’s drowning his fingers?
“But maybe I’m wrong,” he says, musing. “Maybe it shouldn’t be a lower number. After all, it’s your second visit. You should be more used to it. Able to do more, right, Christine?”
“Right.” I can barely speak. My entire being is focused on his fingers and the way they’re pumping in and out of me, steadily faster. It feels so good, and the pleasure is building in my core just the way he wants it to. My breath is coming in gasps, everything that much more intense because I’m trapped.
“I think seven is a good number,” he says, a moment before he leans down a seals his mouth over my clit. Everything lights up, and pleasure bursts through me like a wildfire. I can’t move, I have nowhere to go, and I have no choice but to let the pleasure burn through me, so much brighter than it ever has. Hudson swirls his tongue around my clit, and I shudder, aftershocks spinning up and through me. “That was one,” he says.
“Did you say seven?”
He grins. “I did say that, didn’t I?” I don’t think it’s possible. I simply don’t think that my body will be able to take that much pleasure in one night. “I take that as a challenge,” he says, and I realize that I said it out loud.
“Hudson.”
“Christine.” He fits himself against my entrance and slides in. I almost come again right then. He feels just as good as I remember, and I want to pull him closer, make him fuck me. I flex my hands, but the straps don’t budge. It’s followed by another sharp wave of arousal brought on by the knowledge of my helplessness, and the realization that I’m at Hudson’s mercy. He can give me as much pleasure as he wants.
“I don’t think these are wide enough.” He pushes my legs further apart, stretching me open and making him feel tighter inside me. He pulls out and drives into me again, and I let out a long, low moan because now I feel everything. Every drag of his cock against my pussy, the way he’s pressing into the spot that makes me scream. My body has no slack. It’s not going anywhere and we both know it. Hudson chuckles as he begins to fuck me. He doesn’t build up speed, just drives into me.
Reaching up my body, he palms my breasts, and then drags his nails gently down my exposed skin until he reaches my hips. Extra stimulation. I’m biting my lip, trying to hold in the orgasm that’s trying to burst from me. For some reason, I want to challenge him. I want to hold onto what last little bit of power that I have, and so I hold on. I grit my teeth and close my eyes, but it feels so good. I’m just on this side of paradise and I’m drowning in it. The moments just before orgasm have always been the best for me and now I exist there, or at least it feels that way.
“Christine,” Hudson says.
I open my eyes to look at him, and watch as he wets his thumb with his tongue. He lowers his hand, and I know what he’s going to do. I won’t be able to hold it back. His thumb hovers over my clit, and that wicked smile comes back. “Two.” He presses down on my clit, and the orgasm tears through me. I scream, my body writhing against the restraints but going nowhere. I’m bound with ropes of pleasure. They’re holding me down and making me feel them over and over again.