Bound by the Red Thread

Nicole watched appreciatively, trying not to drool at the sight of his firm buttocks as he moved. The man was as yummy from the back as was in the front.

When he came back his erection pointed straight at her like a divining rod searching for water.

“Now. I think I was right here,” he said as he moved back over her on the sofa. He tore the packet open with his teeth and rolled the condom on before he moved back between her legs.

He reached between them and fitted himself to her. “I want you to hold off your orgasm until I tell you to come. Wait for me. It will be so much better. Can you do that for me?”

Nicole bit her lip before nodding. She didn’t think about why he was giving so many instructions. Most guys were just wham, bang, and not even thank you, ma’am.

Paul drew her attention back to him as he slowly began pushing inside her, one hand holding him from pushing in too fast and using the thumb from that hand to slowly work her clit.

As her body began to hum again, Nicole wrapped her legs around his hips pulling him closer. Without thinking her hands snaked around his neck bringing his face down to hers.

Just before he took her mouth again, he whispered against her lips, “I’m going to have to punish you for that.” Then he kissed her as he sank fully into her, moving his hand from around him and letting his full length take her.

He gave her a minute to adjust, then started moving, slowly at first, easing his way in and out until her body began to move with his.

As he started moving, he braced one hand beside her head and reached the other around her body, separating her ass cheeks and grazing her round hole with his fingers.

“Oh! What are you doing?” Nicole moaned as his finger pushed gently into her.

“Just playing a little.” He moved his fingers up enough to gather some moisture from her weeping pussy to use as lube on his fingers.

“Do you like that?” he asked as he pushed a little further pressing the tips of two fingers inside her.

“I d-don’t know…” Nicole panted, her body becoming overwhelmed with the sensations he was creating.

Paul leaned down and kissed her again, moving his hand to hold her thigh up higher as his hips started propelling faster.

He angled his body so that every time he moved his pelvis stroked her clit.

“I can’t hold back,” Nicole cried, and started panting his name.

“Then don’t. Come with me!” His hips moved faster, and then her world exploded.

Everything detonated in a world of color and sparkles as Paul’s hips jerked and she felt the spasms as he emptied himself into the condom.

He collapsed onto her for a minute before turning them so that he

was lying on the couch with her on top of him.

10

They lay like that, letting their breathing and bodies calm down. After a few minutes, Paul stood and lifted her into his arms. “Where are you taking me?” Nicole asked against his neck.

“Shower, then bed,” Paul said, kicking the door to the bedroom she’d been using open, and carrying her into the ensuite there.

He set her down on the vanity.

“Oh,” she cried as her ass hit the cold countertop.

He grinned and started the shower warming.

“Cold?” he asked as he turned back and picked her up again, depositing her in the shower and moving in with her.

Nicole didn’t answer, she just gave him a dirty look as he pushed her under the warm water.

He smirked down at her as he swatted her bottom. “Giving dirty looks will get naughty girls spanked, and you’ve already earned one punishment.”