All Aboard (Anchored 3)

“You are incredible, Macie Jones.”

“As are you, Tony Diamond,” I whisper, and suddenly, I realize that this is the moment where everything changes between us. Everything before this was just a dress rehearsal for the real thing.

“Close your eyes,” he says, and I instantly obey him. “I want to make love to you, Macie.”

“Please,” I whisper, and I feel him kissing me. I focus on keeping my eyes shut even though I desperately want to look at him. I want to see what he’s doing to me, how he’s touching me, but I focus on listening, on obeying him.

I focus on submitting to what he wants from me.

Soon I notice that with my eyes closed, every touch feels magnified. Every stroke of his hands, every kiss, every lick feels a thousand times more powerful. Soon I’m wet and wiggling and ready for more.

“Don’t move, sweetheart,” he says. “Hold perfectly still for me or I’ll tie you up.”

“I can’t help it,” I whisper. “It just feels so good.”

“Do you need some help holding still?” He asks, and I think about it for a second, but then I nod. “All right. Hold your hands together in front of you.” Keeping my eyes closed, I offer him my hands. I feel the bed shift as Tony gets off and starts rummaging around my room. He comes back a mi

nute later and then I feel him tying my wrists together.

“What are you doing?” I whisper.

“Trust me,” he says. “Also, I hope you don’t mind that I’m basically destroying your pink pantyhose. I’ll buy you new ones.” I laugh.

“It’s okay. I only wore them once for a Halloween party.”

He kisses me softly, and then Tony keeps touching me. His hands cover every inch of me, followed by kisses and little bites. When he gets to my nipples, I bite my lip to keep from groaning.

“Oh, that’s all right, sweetheart,” he chuckles. “Be loud if you want to, baby. I’m going to make you scream before we’re all done.”

“Why?”

“Because I adore you, Macie. Every inch of you is fucking fantastic, and I’m going to make your body mine.”

As he moves down my body, he pushes my legs open and begins to lick me lower, lower, lower. And then he’s there, tasting me, eating me like I’m the most fantastic dish he’s ever tried. I can’t see him or touch him, so I just spread my legs even more open and take what he’s offering me, enjoying the way he’s devouring me.

“Come for me, pretty girl,” he whispers, and then I’m there.

I’m coming.

And I scream for him.

Before my orgasm has ended, Tony is inside of me, filling me. I cry out at the intrusion, but it isn’t painful. It feels good, and I feel full.

“Fuck, you feel incredible, baby,” he groans, and he begins thrusting into me. I wiggle a little, unable to move my arms, and he bites my neck before moving up to nibble my ears. The sensations are incredible, and they wash over me, pushing me into a second orgasm.

“Tony,” I groan. “Tony, fuck…”

“You look so damn sexy,” he says. “Tied up like this,” he whispers. “I can’t wait to tie you up at the club, can’t wait to play with you while other people watch.”

“I want that, too,” I admit, wondering what it feels like to be at the center of attention. Before I visited Anchored, before I met Tony, I would have thought playing at a club would be terrifying or something only porn stars could do. Before tonight, I never thought I could be brave enough to try something like that, but now I know I want that.

I want all of it.

I want Tony, and I want the club, and I want to find out just how sexy I really can be.

“Yeah?” He asks, and even though my eyes are closed, I can picture him smiling down at me.

“Yeah,” I whisper. “I want to be your sub at the club, Master Tony. I want to submit to you while the other girls watch, while a crowd gathers around.”