I pull my fingers out slowly, watching the slick shine stretch between them before it breaks. Then I bring my hand back to her ass and spank her once more.
The impact snaps her hips forward again.
I turn her around and guide her to the workbench. Her chest presses down. Her hips lift easily when I pull them up. Her knees part as if her body has been waiting for this exact position.
I step closer, and my cock slides between her legs, coated in the heat still dripping down her thighs. Her breath hitches. Her hips push back with a small, desperate movement. I push into her slowly.
Her body stretches around me. Her cunt tightens instantly, and the force of that first squeeze almost makes me come right there. I have fucked her more times than I can count, and it still feels like the first time every time. That split-second stretch. That impossible pull. That perfect moment when I bottom out and feel every muscle inside her flutter.
I push deeper. She is tight. Fuck, she is always tight. No matter how many times I have been inside her, she never gets used to the size of me. Her body fights to take it, then molds around me. She grips me like a vice, her cunt milking every inch, squeezing down. I can feel her still clenching from the last orgasm, nerves twitching around me, drawing me deeper, tighter. It feels fucking perfect. Every time with her does.
Her knees buckle, and I hold her hips to keep her steady. Her body clenches around me again, harder than the first time, and the pressure forces heat up my spine.
I set the rhythm, driving into her in controlled, hard thrusts that force her chest harder into the workbench with every movement. Her bound wrists pull against the rope behind her back as her body struggles to keep up, her thighs trembling while her breath breaks into low, uneven gasps that fill the room.
I watch myself slide in and out of her.
Every thrust disappears into her heat, then drags back out slow enough for me to see the way her body stretches around me before pulling me back in again. Her slick coats me, catching the light each time I move, and the sight of it locks my focus in place. I adjust my angle just enough to watch it more clearly, to see exactly how she takes me, how her body opens and then clenches down again.
She starts to lose control of it.
I feel the shift the second it happens.
Her body tightens around me in quick, building pulses, each one sharper than the last. Her hips push back against me without thought, chasing the pressure, trying to meet every thrust before I even give it to her. Her breath hitches and stutters, breaking apart as the tension climbs too fast for her to control.
“Ohhh fuck—Seth,” she gasps, her voice raw, strained, pulled straight out of her.
I tighten my grip on her hips and drive into her harder, deeper, holding nothing back now. The impact forces her forward against the bench, then pulls her back into me again. Her knees spread wider to keep her balance, her body opening under the pressure as she takes everything I give her.
I keep watching it.
The way I fill her. The way she tightens every time I bottom out. The way her body keeps reacting like it can't decide whether to hold me there or take more. The sight drags something darker through me, something that pushes my control right to the edge.
I feel her start to unravel around me.
“Come, baby.” My voice low despite the heat building in my chest. “Come on my dick like you came on that knife.”
That is all it takes.
Her entire body seizes, then breaks.
The orgasm hits her hard and fast, ripping through her in a violent wave that travels from her core through every part of her body. Her cunt clenches down around me in sharp, wet spasms that steal the breath from my lungs. She cries out against the workbench, her voice breaking as the force of it pulls her apart in my hands.
Her thighs shake uncontrollably. Her back arches as far as the rope allows. Every muscle in her body tightens and releases in rapid, uncontrollable bursts while she rides through it, unable to stop the way her body keeps reacting.
I hold her there through it and feel every pulse, every clench, every second of her coming undone around me.
I follow right after her.
I thrust deep and hold myself inside her as heat shoots through me in hard, uncontrollable pulses. My hips jerk against her until every last pulse empties. My breath hits the back of her neck in uneven bursts. My hands stay locked on her hips while I try to steady myself.
She stays against the workbench with her chest rising fast and her thighs trembling. Her blindfold holds every reaction in place, and her body tells me exactly how much this moment changes her.
I pull her upright slowly and keep myself inside her until her breathing returns to normal.
She leans against me.
I hold her there and feel the last of my control settle back into place. When I pull out, I don't rush. I watch myself slide free, watch my cum spill out of her slowly, trailing down her inner thigh.
