Cuffed For Love

“Yeah, I think some do.” He bends down, brushing his mouth against mine. I drop whatever it is that I’m holding as the kiss starts to deepen. “Fuck,” he mutters, taking a step back from me. “Later. I need to finish getting you into my place.” I nod, moving a little faster.

When his door shuts and I hear the lock click into place is when I realize how much of my stuff he’s actually brought over to his place. This looks as though I’ll be staying for more than a couple of days.

“It looks like I live here.” I laugh. He doesn't. He turns and punches some number into his alarm to arm it. The look he gives me has me sucking in a breath. It’s only seconds before he’s all over me. His mouth takes mine in a fierce kiss. I give as good as he does.

I start pulling at his clothes, wanting to be skin to skin with him. My back hits something soft. I’m guessing it’s the bed, but I’m too lost in him to care right now. All I know is I need him all over me. He pulls his mouth from mine. He pulls his shirt off over his head and tosses it to the side.

“Get them off.” I don’t hesitate as I start stripping out of the yoga pants and shirt I put on when we got back earlier. “No fucking panties?” he says as he watches me strip.

“I never wear them with yoga pants. You can see the lines, and I do a ton of live videos.”

“New rule. No leaving the house in yoga pants.” Before I can make my own retort, he’s undoing his jeans. He’s even got that deep V you seen on the men in magazines. I never understood what was so great about it until now. Until it was Dane’s deep V I was staring at.

He pulls his jeans and whatever else he has on off. I sit on his bed just staring at him. He grabs his cock, giving it a stroke. It looks too big to fit inside of me, but I do think I can stroke it like he’s doing. I could also taste it. I see a drop of cum on the tip. I want to taste him the same way he tasted me. I lick my lips at the thought of giving him pleasure.

“Don’t even think about it. Next time. Maybe even in the shower.” Before I can voice my disagreement, his mouth is between my legs. I want to tell him that it’s not fair, but the only thing that comes out of my mouth are moans of pleasure. Then he adds his fingers to the mix, and the pleasure is so great that I can barely think. It should be against the law for his mouth to be this good.

The orgasm hits me fast and hard. The only thing I feel is the pleasure as it hums through my body. “Fuck, you’re beautiful. And all mine,” I think I hear him say as he settles over me and starts to push inside of me. I gasp when I feel a sharp pain. That mouth of his comes down onto mine.

“Always so damn sweet.” He pulls out. I wrap my legs around him quickly, thinking he’s going to try and pull away. I don’t want him going anywhere. Not that I could truly stop him, but he pushes right back inside me. Even deeper this time. I let out a loud moan.

My fingers dig into his back as he starts to move in and out of me. One of his hands cups my breast, and he pulls at my nipple, making me whimper. I’m so close again. How can I be about to come again already?

“Give it to me. I want it,” he asks against my ear. The hand he was using on my breast moves. His fingers go to my clit and begin to rub. I’m coming within seconds. I cry out his name as I wrap myself around him. I barely hear him groan out my name as his warmth fills me. My sex clamps around him like she never wants him to leave.

I don’t want him to leave, but he does slowly pull out of me. He still feels hard. He places kisses on my mouth. “Stop pouting. We’re not done.” I let out a small scream when he lifts me from the bed like I weigh nothing. He slaps me on the ass. I hear him turn the water on in the shower, and a moment later I feel the warmth on my skin as he lets me slide down his body.

“We’re going to have to get a house farther away from people. You’re a screamer.”

“I don’t scream.” I feel my lips purse, not because he called me a screamer but because I still want to be back in that bed. Not in the shower.