Way Off Plan (Firsts and Forever 1)

I sat beside him on the mattress and brushed his dark hair from his face. “You sure about this?”

He nodded again, and I quickly and efficiently snapped a cuff onto his left wrist. He gasped with pleasure, but I was momentarily jarred by that act. I paused and said, “I’ve never used these for fun. They’ve always just been part of my job.”

“It’s weird for you, isn’t it? We shouldn’t be doing this,” Dmitri said, and tried to sit up.

I pushed him back down gently with my hand splayed out on his chest, then kept my palm against his racing heart as I said with a grin, “It’s just different, that’s all. I had to bite back the impulse to recite your Miranda rights when I did that.”

“Any time this gets too weird,” he said, “we can stop. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.”

“It’s not weird. It’s fucking hot.” I reached up and looped the free cuff through the slats in the headboard, then said, “You’re about to be completely at my mercy. You know that, right?”

He looked up at me with trust in his eyes and a sexy smile on his lips. “Make me yours, Jamie.”

That sent a jolt of desire down my spine, directly to my cock, and I clicked the cuff around his right wrist. Then I sat back to admire my handiwork and murmured, “God you look good.”

Dmitri’s pale skin was flushed, his cock hard against his flat stomach, his legs parted shamelessly. His breath came in jagged little gasps as I ran my fingers up his leg. The temptation was there to go all porno movie on him and spend the next hour licking, sucking, and teasing him. But he and I were both aching for the main event, so I wasn’t going to get too fancy. I ran my tongue up his cock, then over his stomach, and climbed up between his legs and lightly bit his little pink nipples while he bucked under me and whimpered in a way that almost made me cum right then and there.

I climbed up his body and kissed him, a little harder, a little more demanding than usual, and he bucked under me again, driving his cock against mine. He was incredibly turned on, every touch from me eliciting moans and gasps, and as I took a hard nipple between my lips and sucked it, he arched his back and cried out. I reached between his legs, pushing a fingertip into his tight little opening. It was already slick with lube, and I glanced up at him with a grin. “I would have loved to watch you getting yourself ready for me, baby.”

“Sorry,” he murmured, his voice a rough whisper. “Next time I’ll wake you sooner.”

Experimentally, I pushed my finger deeper into his hole, remembering how careful he’d been with me. His warmth and tightness surrounded my finger. “You don’t have to be gentle,” he rasped. “I’m ready for you. Take me as hard as you want.”

“Oh God,” I murmured, then fucked his hole a few times with my finger, just because it felt so incredibly good.

He pushed himself down onto my hand, trying to take me deeper, and begged desperately, “Please, Jamie. Fuck me. I’ll do anything you want. Anything. Please.”

I slid my finger out of him and reached for the condom he’d left on the nightstand, fumbling with it as my hands shook with my desperate need to be inside him. Finally I unrolled it down my hard shaft and quickly doused it with a bit of lube, like he’d done when he’d fucked me.

I knelt between his legs and positioned my cock at his opening, pausing for a moment to take several deep breaths, trying to calm down enough so that I wouldn’t cum the moment I entered him. He whimpered underneath me and pulled against his restraints, then wrapped his legs around my waist, his body shaking as he fought the urge to thrust against me and drive my cock into him.

Finally I exhaled slowly and sunk into his body, and he cried out in ecstasy. His hole felt tight and warm and insanely wonderful wrapped around my cock, and I pushed into him until my balls pressed against his body. I looked into his eyes with concern, wondering if I’d gone too deep, if I was hurting him, and he smiled at me and whispered encouragingly, “That feels wonderful. Don’t stop.”

That was all I needed to hear. I began thrusting into him, moaning as I slid almost out of him and then plunged all the way back in again. I got up on my knees between his legs, grabbing hold of his hips for leverage, fucking him hard and deep. “Oh fuck, yes. Yes,” he moaned, pulling against the cuffs. “Fuck me.”