Taking Her Turn

Just when I’m about to, he kisses me again, leaving me breathless. I taste myself on him as he moves slowly and softly in and out of me. I try to meet his thrusts, but one of his hands goes to my hips, pinning me down.

“Be a good girl and let me.”

I don’t want to be a good girl. I want to be bad. I want to be used by him. The thought has me clamping down on his cock.

“You like being my good girl?” he asks.

“I do,” I admit, but I like being other things with him, too. I want to be everything.

He picks up his speed a little as his grunts fill the room.

“Never get enough of you. My little precious girl.” His sweet words send me over. I moan out his name as his warm release fills me. He buries his face in my neck and I feel his teeth lock down on my shoulder. I lean my head back, giving him all the room he might need, but he doesn’t bite down.

Moments later he kisses the spot, then unwraps my wrists and rolls us over so I’m lying on top of him. His cock is still hard inside me. I wiggle, trying to sit up, excited because I’ve never been on top before. But he sees my plan and wraps one arm around me so I can’t move. The other strokes my back.

“Sleep, baby. Let your pussy rest. I don’t want to hurt you.” I roll my eyes but keep my face buried in his neck. After a few moments, his breathing evens out and I snuggle into him. The strap from the bed catches the corner of my eye and I smile, hatching a plan.

It’s time to take my own turn with my King. Tomorrow.

Chapter Four

King

I wake up with the feel of my Mina on top of me. I must have been so tired last night that I passed out right after we made love. It’s Saturday and we get to be lazy this morning. Maybe I can surprise her with breakfast in bed, then we can go to that little antique place she’s been talking about. But before any of that happens, I need to taste her pussy. I can’t start my day unless I get to kiss her between her legs and show her how special she is to me.

My cock aches and I stretch, ready to roll her over and wake her up slowly. As I flex my arms, my eyes pop open and panic takes hold.

“Mina?” I ask as I pull on my arms and feel the wraps tighten around my wrists. I tug at my legs and they’re wrapped as well. “Mina, what did you do?”

I feel her hands trace the planes of my chest as she sits up and looks into my eyes. “You know how much I love you, don’t you, King?”

“Mina, untie me. Right now,” I say, being firm but trying not to get angry. “This was a cute little joke, but undo them so I can kiss you.”

“My King. You are the love of my life.” She leans down and kisses me softly on my chest. She trails her lips from one nipple to the next, leaving a streak of fire as she goes. “I know that you think I’m delicate—”

“You are!” I snap, then take a breath. I need to calm down. I can probably break free if I try.

“I know you think you’re going to hurt me.” I start to say something, but she places a finger over my mouth to silence me. “But you’re not. You’re holding back when we make love and I don’t like it. I want you all in when we’re intimate. I want you to make love to me.” She leans down so her lips are next to my ear. “And I want you to fuck me, too.”

I squeeze my eyes closed as my cock throbs. Her dirty words send lightning all the way down to my dick. I pull at the restraints and this time I try harder to break them, but they don’t give.

She kisses my chest again and I look at her. She doesn’t break eye contact as she moves down my naked body, her intent clear.

“Don’t do that. Stop it, Mina.” I tug the restraints so hard the bed shakes.

She giggles as she kisses my lower stomach, right next to where my rock-hard cock is lying. “It’s my turn to enjoy you, King.”

“That’s my job,” I tell her and clench my teeth.

“You’ve never let me taste you. Not even once. I was an untouched virgin when I met you, and I want to know what it tastes like. What my husband’s cum tastes like.”

I slam my head back on the pillow and grunt at her filthy words. Never did I expect my sweet, innocent angel to be so hot and nasty. Goddamn it, she’s torturing me, and I’m getting off on it.