Kelsey was jerking and struggling in her restraints when he returned to the bedroom. Racing back to the bed, James grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled it taut. Her eyes were wild and rolling as he held up the scissors, and she mewled with fear. Silly girl—did she think he was going to cut her?
“Stay still, Kelsey,” James warned. “These scissors are sharp.”
She stopped her struggling, though she was trembling, her chest heaving. The fabric gave easily against the sharp scissor blades, and he quickly cut away the offending garment, revealing her naked form beneath.
James drew in his breath with awe and delight as he gazed at Kelsey’s spread pussy, the dark pink labia exposed beneath a tuft of downy auburn pubic hair. His cock throbbed. He would fuck her again. He would take his time and savor the moment. He would make love to her.
He put the scissors down on the bed and gripped the top of her already torn blouse. With a strong yank, he tore the blouse open, sending a small spray of buttons over the bed. The sleeves still hung on her extended arms but he was too eager to bare her breasts to worry about that now.
Grabbing the scissors, he carefully inserted the tip of one of the blades beneath the center of her bra. She squealed against her gag and jerked, nearly causing him to cut her. He tried again, this time getting the blade all the way under the bra between the luscious mounds of her breasts. He closed the scissors, cutting through the satin and lace with a satisfying snick, and the bra sprang free.
Oh god. Her breasts were even more beautiful than in his endless fantasies. They were small and round, tipped with dark pink nipples the same color as her sweet cunt. Unable to resist, he leaned over her and drew one perfect nubbin into his mouth. He sucked it to a hard point and then teased it with his tongue. He released it, but only so he could suck the other one in kind.
Kelsey was whipping her head from side to side and whimpering behind the gag, her struggles pouring fuel on the fire of his lust. “Christ,” James murmured. “I have to fuck you again. I have to.”
He jumped from the bed and pulled hurriedly at his clothing, kicking off his shoes at the same time. His cock sprang toward her, fully recovered, fully erect, its tip dripping pre-come, his balls aching with need.
He fell onto her. She wriggled and jerked beneath him, but the silk ties did their job and held her fast. He wished he hadn’t had to gag her, but until he helped her to understand how things would have to be going forward, he had no choice.
Adrenaline and the thrill of the forbidden left James feeling as if he could conquer the entire world. Was this really happening?
Kelsey looked so fucking hot, tied down on his bed, her green eyes wild, legs spread wide. She was more beautiful than he’d imagined, even in his most vivid dreams. Though he’d never planned it like this, he couldn’t deny the dark joy surging through him.
James realized he was shaking, not from fear, but from the heady realization of what he was doing. In one act of dark passion, he had opened a door that could never be closed again. There was no going back.
He guided his painfully hard cock between Kelsey’s legs, determined to be gentle this time. She was still sticky with his come and he slid easily into her heat. He groaned with sheer pleasure as her cunt gripped his shaft.
“Kelsey, darling,” he gasped against her ear. “I’ve waited so long for this moment.”
It felt so good. He could stay there forever, covering her sweet, naked body with his, buried deep in her cunt. He wanted to die like this, caught in the grip of her perfection. He began to move, swiveling and thrusting inside her. He pummeled her, his resolve to make love, to make it last, dissolving in the face of his blinding pleasure.
He realized one of his hands was on her throat. He squeezed, just hard enough to assert his dominance. He dipped his head and nipped lightly at her neck with his teeth.
He was a god and she was his conquest.
All too quickly, he felt the rise of a climax shooting upward from his balls and along the length of his shaft. With a shudder and a cry, he released his seed for a second time. With a groan, he fell heavily against the bound girl beneath him.
He drifted for a while in a semi-conscious haze. Slowly he became aware of a muffled, mewling sound and realized Kelsey was crying again. His heart surged with pity and he pulled himself up. Rolling away from her, he leaned up on an elbow and gazed down at his girl.