He grips my throat, kisses me, and lays me back on the mattress, moving me until I'm in the center of the bed.
"Arms stretched above your head."
I obey.
He rounds the bed, rummages in a drawer, and ties one wrist to the bed frame with rope, then strides around to the other. It takes him a while, even though his arm is out of the sling, againstdoctor's orders, an exception I allowed for one day only, the movement still isn't right.
"Doesn't feel too tight?"
"Nope. Perfect."
He strokes my cheek. "Good girl."
The bed dips as he climbs on and settles between my legs, slathering lubricant onto the toy.
"Eyes on me, pretty girl."
They snap to his. I suck in a sharp breath as he slides the toy along me, and stop breathing entirely as he slides it in.
"How does that feel?"
"Nice. Good," I pant.
He sits back and works the toy. In and out. Over and over. Deliciously slow, teasing me to the point of no return. My nails dig into my palms as my fists squeeze shut.
"Hear that? Best sound in the world. My wife, soaking for me."
He bends down, his tongue lightly circling my clit while the toy thrusts inside me. The groan he lets out against me sends me wild.
"More. Ace. More.Please."
He looks up at me from between my legs.
"You need me to fuck your ass?"
"Yes!" I nearly scream in frustration.
He sits back, licking his lips, and pushes the toy all the way in. My back arches off the bed.
"Relax for me, baby."
I suck in a breath as he covers himself with lube and presses against me, lifting my hips to get the angle right.
"That'a girl. I'll take it nice and slow."
He pushes in another inch. Then another.
"Fuck. Harper. So tight," he hisses.
I cry out when he's all the way in. I'm so full. It's so intense my vision starts to blur.
"Color?"
"Green. I need you to move, though. Like,now."
He grins, pulling out and thrusting back in. Over and over. Until I can't breathe. And when his fingers find my clit, I nearly lose it. Every cell in my body ignites.
"Ace. Please. I need to come," I beg.
