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“Touch yourself,” I told her. She lowered a hand to her pussy and I watched as her fingers slid between her folds and she started to rub herself.
Fuck. Her moans filled the room and I was running out of patience with myself.
“Don’t come,” I said, sharply. She nodded and I turned to the dresser. The room had been promised to be filled with everything we could possibly need…
I fished around and then found what I was looking for…a black sash.
I went to the bed and took the girl’s hands. I tied an expert knot. “Is that too tight?” I asked.
She shook her head and I smiled. I slid on a condom as I stared down at her, her wrists tied and her arms flung up over her head. Her whole body was trembling, ready for me. “Good. Are you nice and wet for me?”
The blonde spread her legs in reply.
I took her up on the invitation and positioned myself between her thighs, spreading her even wider. I flicked my tongue over her nipples as my cock teased her opening, slipping effortlessly through her soaking wet folds. She tilted her hips up, wanting me.
I buried myself inside of her with one thrust. She cried out and her eyes flashed at me. She hadn’t been expecting it. Her pussy convulsed around my shaft and I pulled out and dove in again, harder this time. She called out again and her arms twitched above her head, as if she was trying to grab onto something. She clutched the pillows tight with her fists as I plunged back inside her.
She moaned as I moved inside of her, thrusting over and over into her tight pussy.
“Oh, fuck!” she yelled and I felt her unravel around me.
I thrust harder, driving her higher and higher. She screamed out my name as she frantically bucked against me as I continued to fuck her. Before she could catch her breath, I flipped her over and pulled her hips up against me, taking her even harder from behind. My balls hit against her bare pussy, driving me closer to the edge. She was tightening around my shaft again and I squeezed my eyes shut.
“I’m going to slap your ass,” I said. It was a warning, but also a question. I didn’t know this woman. I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable, even though I knew that as easily as she had agreed to go upstairs with me, she had to have been expecting this to some degree.
She nodded and I delivered a firm slap to her taunt ass. She moaned out and I slapped again.
“Cooper,” she breathed. “Don’t stop.”
I happily obliged, pumping into her at an even more frantic pace with each slap. The sound of my hand meeting her exposed flesh was intoxicating and I felt myself hurtling toward the edge of my own climax. She moaned louder and louder, and I was surprised she was holding up so well to my force.
Finally, I thrust and released inside of her at the same time she began to tremble and shake with her own climax. She melted down onto the bed and I slipped from her.
An unease settled over me for a moment as I hovered over her on the bed. I stared down at her, still tied and laying face down on the bed, trying to catch her breath as she came down. I tugged at the knot that bound her wrists, and the scarf came untied easily. Then, I left her and went into the adjoining bathroom to clean up.
We had the room for another hour, but I was done. The music from the party raging down below was seeping through the walls and I was starting to get a headache. It had been a long fucking day at the office, and while the temporary release had helped take the edge off my tension, what I wanted now was to be alone.
I stepped back into the bedroom and began to dress. The blonde—Shit. What was her name?—was now lying on her back and staring over at me.
“That was amazing,” she purred. “Are you always so…possessive?”
I nodded. “That was just a taste of what I like to do.”
“Hmmm. When can I see you again?” she asked.
She was looking at me, her eyes wide with expectation. Fuck.
“I thought you were just in town for the weekend?” I asked.
“I’m free tomorrow,” she suggested.
“Tomorrow won’t work,” I said. I kept my voice conversational, but hoped she would get the hint.
“That’s too bad. Well, you’re probably in New York all the time for business. Let me give you my number,” she said. She scooted to the edge of the bed and looked up at me like a playful kitten.
“I actually don’t make it out to New York all that often. But don’t worry, babe. I’ll find you, when I’m ready,” I said, keeping my voice in a low, seductive growl. I’d found over the years that the right tone could cover a myriad of sins.
She giggled and I knew it had worked. I knew I should feel a rush of relief, but my body was still tensed, a strange pressure still gripping my chest.
