“It doesn’t take long to have you screaming my name.”
“So arrogant.” But it’s true… Bring out the snake!
Holding my waist, he helps me scoot up the bed on my back, then taking both my hands, he puts the handcuffs around one of the iron rods in my headboard before loosely locking them around my wrists. They’re cold metal and a little uncomfortable, but I’m distracted by him stepping back from the bed and slowly unfastening his pants.
I’m completely at his mercy, handcuffed to the headboard in only my bra and panties, and I’m nervous and thrilled at the same time.
I roll onto my side, and the way my hands are tied presses my breasts together. His eyes don’t leave them as he shoves his pants down and off, allowing that massive erection to spring free.
A little whimper escapes from my throat, and I instinctively rub my thighs together as he grasps his cock, tugging it slowly and moving his hand over the tip.
“So fucking sexy,” he hisses. “Are you wet for me?”
“Yes.” I answer fast. I’m burning up inside, wondering what he’s about to do next.
He tosses a condom on the bed beside me before stepping forward and hooking his thumbs in the sides of my thong. Pulling it slowly down my legs, his eyes trace their path until he stands back again, leaving me bare. He watches me squirm a moment before dropping to his knees and wrapping my thighs around his upper arms.
“Look at you.” His eyes are on my pussy, and it’s electric and a little embarrassing.
“What are you… Oh!” My eyes flutter shut when he covers me with his mouth and starts to lick and suck hungrily.
He kisses my outer lips, my inner thigh, then goes right back to my core, sliding his tongue up and down and over my clit, using just the right amount of pressure, again and again.
Holy shit… It’s my mantra with this man. I can’t believe how crazy he makes me.
Instinctively, I jerk against the cuffs. I want to thread my fingers through his hair. His beard scrapes my inner thighs, and I jump, moaning. His teeth lightly touch me, and my breath disappears. My legs go rigid with orgasm, as if I’ve been struck by lightning.
“Chad…” I struggle to catch my breath. My body shudders, and with every pass of his tongue, an irresistible jolt grabs my stomach. “Stop… You have to stop… It’s too much.”
He grins up at me, moving his mouth to my stomach, circling his tongue around my navel. “Cute little navel,” he murmurs, scuffing my hyper sensitive skin with his beard. “Now I want to see that mermaid.”
I’m breathing so hard, I can only nod.
“How are you feeling?” I’m on my side, and he’s behind me, nudging my legs apart with his knee as he tears open the condom.
His erection is a steel rod against my ass, and I know what’s coming. “Good… so good.”
“Ready to feel better?” He catches my hips and with one firm thrust, he’s balls-deep inside, stretching me so wide, I cry out.
This time, he doesn’t hesitate. He continues pumping, holding my hips and fucking me hard. The pressure, the friction, oh, God, it’s so good until…
The handcuffs jerk against the bed, pinching and rubbing my wrists. All at once, they tighten so fast, the pain is unbearable.
“Chad,” I gasp. “The cuffs… Stop… They’re hurting me.”
He pauses, slowing down, and waiting for a second. He’s breathing hard, and I know he’s on the edge. Still, he holds the condom, slipping out and fumbling for the keys in his pants.
“Shit.” He unlocks them and frees my hands, cradling them in his, inspecting the damage. “Why didn’t you say something sooner?”
I look at my wrists. Bright red marks stripe across them right at the bones, and they feel slightly numb. “It happened so fast… It wasn’t like that before.”
His brow furrows, and he kisses the marks, wrapping his large hands around them. “I’m sorry. The skin isn’t broken, but it’ll probably bruise.”
Taking my hands from his, I lift them to his neck. His erection is against my thigh, and I kiss his lips softly, taking a little nip between words. “Can we finish?”
“You sure you want to?”
Reaching back, I unfasten my bra and smile. “You can’t go back to work like this.”