Rider's Kiss

“You’ll see,” he replied, his voice rough and low. Rider’s gaze stopped on something, but Victoria couldn’t tell what he’d zeroed in on. The room was in total chaos. With slow, purposeful strides, he walked away from her and picked up her white silk bra. Curiosity and excitement warred inside her as he moved behind her and clasped one of her wrists in his callused hand. He wrapped the material around it, then grabbed the other wrist and did the same. Her hands securely tied behind her back, Victoria lay completely at his mercy.

“Mm, I like you this way,” he growled against the shell of her ear. “You are mine to do with as I please.”

Victoria froze. Rider seemed intent on pushing her beyond her comfort zone. “I’ve never done this,” she said as her mounting anxiety grew. “I’m not sure this is a good idea.”

“Trust me.” Rider carefully turned her onto her stomach, then pushed a pillow beneath her hips, propping up her bottom. Now she was totally exposed, and her uneasiness increased tenfold. He didn’t give her time to react, merely smoothed his hands over her bound wrists, then lower until he cupped her ass cheeks in his palms. “Jesus, that’s a pretty sight. I can see every detail of your sexy body. And I can’t wait another minute to taste you, sweetheart.” He moved behind her and kissed her labia. “Mm, delicious.”

At the first swipe of his tongue, Victoria’s legs quivered and her anxiety vanished in a puff of smoke. He wrapped his sinewy arms around each of her thighs and spread her open farther. Rider plundered and explored her pussy. He was so gentle as he licked at her cleft, teasing a moan out of her. It wasn’t enough. Victoria wanted to feel his tongue probe deep. She had the sneaking feeling it would never be enough with Rider. A lifetime spent making love night and day would only whet her appetite. She wanted to please him. To tip him over that edge of desire. To hear his shout when he came.

The part of her brain still functioning couldn’t believe she was doing this. The sexiest bad boy in all of Summit Green had tied her up. Even better, he was between her thighs, licking and kissing and driving her freaking wild. She planned to enjoy every single minute.

When he took her tiny nub into his mouth and sucked it, she lost control. Her thoughts were forgotten as he drew a long moan out of her. The drumbeat of her heart as it raced out of control and the throbbing of her wet pussy blocked out any lingering doubts she’d had about allowing him to bind her. Red-hot passion zipped through her veins, and soon she was all but begging for release.

Victoria pitched over the edge as he nibbled her clitoris. Inhibitions disappeared, and she bucked against him, her body turning to lava.

“Yes!” she shouted seconds before shattering into a million pieces as her climax took hold and refused to let go.

Rider’s pleasurable assault didn’t end there. He continued to tease her clit, making her squirm. Evidently, he wasn’t satisfied with her pleading, because he used his fingers on her as well, inserting one at first, then two. Barely edging his way in, he expertly wiggled them back and forth. The dual sensation of his mouth sucking at her, and his fingers stroking at the sensitive nerve endings just inside her cleft tore a scream from her. “Rider, I can’t!”

“You can,” he hissed against her flesh, then flicked one more time. Victoria flew high, higher than ever, over that wild edge. From far off in the distance, she heard Rider’s hums of approval.

“That’s it, let go for me,” he soothed.

And she did. He wrapped his arms tightly around her upper thighs. Victoria knew she was safe with Rider.

He kissed her mound, then pull away. But just as quickly, he was back, a condom covering his cock and poised at her entrance. His hands wrapped around her hips as he slowly pushed into her, just barely breaching her swollen nether lips, before pulling all the way out again. Victoria whimpered, wanting, needing him to fill her. When she automatically attempted to lift her arms and couldn’t, frustration took the place of excitement. “I want to touch you,” she murmured.

“And you will,” he replied, his tone rougher than before. “As much as you want, whenever you want. But right now, let me make you feel good. Let me take you to heaven.”

“Yes,” she moaned, unable to form an actual sentence. Hearing the wild need in Rider’s voice combined with the taboo nature of what they were doing sent a rush of damp excitement between Victoria’s thighs. Her wrists stung a little, and she knew she’d have a friction burn, but she didn’t care. All that mattered was Rider.

She felt his knee nudging her legs wider. She was so ready for him, so swollen and dripping wet. His cock slid deep, and she screamed his name. His thick cock stretched her. Her very limited experience hadn’t adequately prepared her for his size.

“Damn, Vic, you feel so good. So tight and hot.”

His words fueled her libido. He took his time, finding the right rhythm. Her body clenched the farther in he went.

“Don’t tighten up on me, sweetheart.”

“I…I can’t help it, Rider. It’s just so perfect.” Tears sprang to her eyes, and she closed her lids in a lame attempt to keep them to herself. “You can’t know how long I’ve wanted this. Imagined this.”

He leaned down and kissed his way up her spine. Her heart shuddered. “Yeah, we’re perfect together. Remember that.” And then he plunged deep, burying himself completely.

Victoria arched her back and pressed her breasts against the mattress, then moved her hips in little circles, increasing their pleasure. It wasn’t enough. She wiggled her hands, suddenly restless to be free. She ached for Rider to move faster, to fuck her harder, but he appeared to be in no hurry. Her bound hands suddenly proved to be a real nuisance.

“Quit teasing me,” she moaned.

He chuckled. “You aren’t really in a position to start making demands, sweetheart.” She turned her head and glared over her shoulder at him. “Do not make me regret letting you tie me down.”

“Fuck, I love when you get that snippy tone.” His control seemed to snap like a worn radiator belt.

Rider’s body came down against hers as he planted his hands on the mattress beside her, caging her in and holding her still for his loving. He moved in and out, fucking her harder the way she craved. She knew that he watched every move and listened to every sound she made. As her passion mounted again, his thrusts quickened. His balls slapped her clit with each inward stroke. His hand palmed her right breast. Rider’s tongue drifted back and forth over her shoulder, then his teeth nibbled at the tendon. He sucked and teased, while his hips drove into her over and over again, until Victoria flung her head back and shouted out his name. Her climax built and built. Inner muscles squeezed his dick tight. His body slammed into hers one last time, and then he was filling the condom with his hot seed.

They both collapsed onto the bed, Rider on top of her limp body. She didn’t care. Having Rider on top made her feel safe, loved even. Strong fingers untied her hands. She squeezed her eyes shut against the onslaught of emotion traveling through her at light speed.

“You are a surprise, Victoria Kiss. An amazing, sexy, surprise.”

She didn’t know what to say to that, so she stayed quiet. He kissed her cheek, then pulled his cock free and disposed of the condom. Soon, he had her tucked against his chest, and Victoria knew she’d died and gone to heaven.