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“Good girl. Now slip your hands behind your back.” I release some pressure on her hair, allowing her to move better. “Quickly,” I growl when she doesn’t move fast enough. My cock is already thickening, and the promise of tonight almost makes me want to come right now. She moves her arms behind her, so I release her hair to unclip a pair of handcuffs from my belt and secure them over her wrists.
“I’m taking you away,” I purr as I press the knife harder against her skin, palming her ass with my other hand. “Somewhere no one will find us. Where I can do whatever I want to you and no one will hear you scream.”
Gripping her arm, I slip from the bed and pull her with me. She yelps and stumbles a bit. In the light of the moon, I see her breasts swaying seductively from the movement, the sight provoking my erection. I spin her, push her down to the bed once again, and settle my hand in the middle of her back as I force her to bend over. Pressing in behind her, I slip my hand between her legs, cup her wet pussy, and squeeze it possessively.
“This fucking cunt is mine,” I growl, leaning over her and draping my body against her shaking form. I squeeze her pussy, and she gasps sharply as another gush of arousal wets my fingers. “I’m going to ruin this pussy by the end of tonight so you won’t even be able to fucking walk tomorrow.”
I lift myself off of her, feeling my dick throbbing in my pants as I ignore it and focus on her. “Stand up, but don’t look at me,” I demand.
She lifts her torso with difficulty, her hands cuffed behind her back. Slipping my hand into my bag, I pull out a blindfold and turn back to her before covering her eyes.
Next comes a ball gag. “Open up,” I demand. She complies, and I reach around her, pushing the ball between her teeth before securing it behind her head. “I can’t have you calling for help, now can I?”
I yank her a step back and begin to circle her, trailing my finger along her naked skin as I do. I love seeing her fear, her excitement at getting to live this moment. It’s one of her most searched items in the app I put on her computer. Moving my hand off of her flawless skin, I force myself away from her before I ruin this whole thing and fuck her right here for being so fucking tempting.
After ensuring Mischief is okay, I put my backpack on and stand behind her. “We’re going to leave now. Remember, don’t make a fucking sound or I’ll whip your ass raw.”
Rory moans softly as I quickly spin her, then toss her over my shoulder. Anxious to secure her, I move swiftly through her apartment, making sure to lock up on the way out, then I head through the back stairs and up to our apartment.
Slamming the door behind me, I rush through the shared living area and over to my private suite, where I have everything set up. Usually, I would have taken my boots off before entering my space, but I bought new ones just for this occasion.
Walking past my bedroom, I enter a door to the left and lock it securely behind me as Rory bounces on my shoulder. I give her pert ass a slap, then roughly toss her down on a couch.
This space is my studio, my private Zen room. This is where I paint and play my music. This is where I feel most calm. I’ve never shared this space with a female before, and I’m so fucking excited for her to see it. Well, when I take off her blindfold…
The room is big, a twenty by thirty foot studio, with soft overhead lighting and tile flooring for easy clean up. One wall is filled with windows that face the east, allowing the rising sun to filter in. My paint area is next to them so I can capture the sunrise when it’s blooming over the Boston skyline. Toward the entrance of the room are various instruments that I have perfected. There is a guitar, bass and electric, a grand piano, a saxophone, and a killer drum set. I haven’t figured out how to incorporate all of them into a sexual act with Rory yet, but I will.
Oh fuck, I will.
A seating area is arranged right in the middle, and it includes two small leather sectionals that face each other with an oversized table in the middle. Rory wiggles on one of them now, all naked and glorious, and all for me.
Tonight, I intend to boss her around, maybe paint her, keep her tied up, and make her come as many times as fucking possible in a single night. Leaning down, I peel my mask back and run my nose along her neck, licking as I go. “How I’ve longed for this moment,” I whisper in her ear. “To have you tied up and naked for me. Where I can fuck your cunt as many times as I wish and force you to come at least a dozen times.”
Rory moans as I move down her body and nip her breast. “Tell me, Ms. O’Brien, how many times have you come in a single night?”
She mumbles something through the gag that I can’t understand, not that it matters. My guess is once, maybe twice. It’s obvious to all of us that she’s never been with a real man before us.
“That’s all?” I murmur. “Tonight, that’s all going to change because I plan on doubling that.”
She gasps as I slip her nipple between my lips, gripping her hair as she wiggles beneath me. Her legs wrap around my back, and she thrusts her hips, pressing her bare pussy against my pants as I drag my teeth along the hard tip.
She jolts when I bite too hard, and I chuckle against her skin before pulling away. “Don’t move unless I say, or I’ll bite harder next time.”
Hovering over her, I can’t help but get lost in her beauty. She’s fucking stunning, a piece of art in her own right…
And she’s all mine.
My lips are desperate to kiss hers, so I pull her up and remove the gag from her mouth. She works her jaw, panting as she waits to see what I’ll do next. I untie the blindfold from her eyes, needing to see the desire inside of them.
She doesn’t disappoint. Her emerald eyes are hooded and filled with lust as she watches me move above her. Unable to help myself, I grip her hair once more and pull her toward me, taking her lips for myself.
The kiss is filled with passion as our tongues collide, both of us moaning. Rory tugs at her restraints, trying to free herself, and as much as I’d love to have her hands all over me, tonight is all about her. This is her time, and I’m just the lucky bastard who gets to share it with her.
My cock is painfully stiff, begging for her cunt or mouth. I pull away and stand, then I rip my gloves off and tear my shirt over my head. “Move. Now. Chair,” is all I can get out, pointing to a wooden chair placed next to the windows. She heaves herself up and turns to go. “Faster!” I shout, swatting her ass as I follow behind her.
She yelps and jogs over, her ass bouncing as she moves. I had plans for tonight, so many fucking plans, but seeing her naked body run through my studio makes me want to throw them all out the window and fuck her now.
I take a deep breath, adjusting myself, and walk over to her. She looks around with interest, taking in my private space with a grin pulling at her lips. She won’t be grinning long.
