Abducted By My Father's Best Friend (Taken)

It turns me on, her obeying my every command. I blindfold her first, kissing her on the lips as I tie the band behind her head.

“Relax.” I move down the bed, binding her ankles and tying them to the posts at the edge of the bed.

She’s spread out before me, her pussy on full display.

She’s fucking gorgeous and my cock grows to life with just one look.

“I’m keeping your hands free because I want to watch you play with yourself as I jerk my fucking dick off.”

She bites that goddamn lower lip and I nearly groan out, thinking about changing the whole thing and finally fucking her instead.

I stand at the end of the bed, holding my dick with one hand. “I want to watch you play with your tits first.”

She reaches down, cupping her breasts and tweaking her nipples between her fingers.

“Does this turn you on?” I ask.

She moans. “Yes, Sir.”

I crack my neck to the side. “Fuck.” Hearing her call me sir does something primal to me. It makes me forget about everything going on in my life, like we can hide the rest of the world away and just worry about ourselves.

All of a sudden, I no longer care about having her fully submit to me. I want to make her happy instead.

But, I don’t stop.

I stroke my cock, running my thumb over the bead of pre-cum at the tip. “You make me so fucking hard, Mia. You turn me on. You make me want to come all over you.”

“Yes, please.” She continues playing with her round tits, and I lick my lips, remembering the way her pussy tastes.

“Take one hand and play with your hot cunt for me.”

She does as I say, and I watch with rapt fascination as she drags her fingers over her clit, circling the skin and dipping her middle finger into her pussy.

“That’s it, Mia. Keep playing with yourself for me.”

She’s moaning now, and I’m moaning right along with her, wanting to get closer to her. “I want to see you,” she cries out. “I want to watch you, too.”

I climb onto the bed, kneeling, and moving toward the blindfold. I remove it from her eyes, wanting her to watch me like I’m watching her. “Watch me fuck my fist,” I tell her.

Her gaze connects with my dick, and her eyes widen, watching me jerk myself off. It turns me on how she stares at me.

I’m on fire.

Her fingers move over her wet skin faster as she plays with her pussy. “Sebastian…” she moans out long and hard, “I’m so turned on.”

I move closer, so I’m kneeling between her spread legs. “Do you want this fucking cock?”

She licks her lips, nodding her head. “Yes, please, sir.”

“Sir, what?”

“Sir, please, fuck me.”

I smile, loving the words falling freely from her sexy lips. “You want this thick cock fucking you?”

She nods. “Yes, please.”

I’m working my dick in my hands, fisting it, pumping it so fast as my body heats up. “Fuck, Mia.” She’s using both hands to work her pussy, and I can’t stare anywhere else but at the way she finger fucks herself.

“Keep going.” I watch her. “Keep fucking yourself, Mia.”

She doesn’t stop, her eyes watching me as I jerk off. I haven’t been this turned on in a long time, and I love the way Mia’s making me feel. It’s like she’s this lifeforce I can’t contain, and I have to continually try to keep making her happy.

I want inside her pussy… bad.

I want to fuck her… hard.

And more than anything I want her tied up, blindfolded, screaming out my name as I nail into her harder than I ever have with anyone else.

Because Mia is unlike anyone I’ve ever met.

“Fuck, Mia,” I groan out, my body oh so close to coming.

“I’m coming,” she screams.

I pump my dick a few more times and then my body falls apart, my dick releasing all over Mia’s porcelain skin. I come on her leg, and then move up to her torso, and she runs her fingers through it, smearing it over her skin.

“I’m going to need another shower now,” she says, once our bodies have calmed.

I laugh a little. “We have all night to keep going.” And I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon.

It’s been a few hours since I last fooled around with Mia. From the bed, to the shower, back to the bedroom. To the kitchen. We’ve been all over and every time I fool around with her, the more attached I get.

I need to be inside her.

We lie on the floor of my living room, on a big white, fluffy carpet. I hold her in my arms, my dick coming to life when I stare at the curve of her hip.

“Are you hungry?” I ask.

She hums as she moves a tiny inch. “Yes.”

“Let me get some food in your belly.” I want to take care of this woman. I want to make sure every need she has is met by me.