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“Sorry, what?” I blinked and shook my head, attempting to focus.

“Move up the bed. I want to try something.”

I did as he asked and shuffled up, laying my head down on the pillow. He moved over to the wardrobe, digging through clothing and boxes until he found what he wanted. The silk scarf, he twisted in his hands as he returned, surprised me.

“You trust me?” he asked curiously, sitting at the edge of the bed.

I responded immediately, not even having to second guess the question, “Of course.”

A thankful smile graced his face.

He took my hands in his and wound the scarf around my wrists. It was tight, but not uncomfortable. He lifted my arms above my head and secured them to the headboard. I tugged at them gently, but they weren’t budging. I wasn’t scared, though.

I was horny as hell.

I’d always had an interest in play in the bedroom. I guess it could be the amount of erotic romance novels I read. I’d never been comfortable enough with anyone to want to explore them more. That was until Blizzard had shown up at my Arkansas apartment, and his dominance had wound me so tightly the words and actions had flowed out freely. He made me feel safe and sexy.

“Comfortable?” He smirked as he dropped his jeans to the floor and was left standing in all his fucking glory.

I wiggled, my hips having a mind of their own as they attempted to find some kind of pressure in the right place in order to give me some relief.

He laughed as he climbed onto the bed, spreading my legs with his hands and moving in between them. “Fuck! It’s so fucking sexy seeing you tied up like that, completely at my mercy.”

I chewed my lip as his hand slipped up the inside of my thigh and inside the leg of my shorts, his fingers teasing my panty line. I squirmed in anticipation.

“Shall we get rid of these?” he asked, giving my shorts a gentle tug.

“Yes,” I whispered.

He shook his head. “You’re going to have to ask me a little nicer than that.”

“Please, Blizzard.”

“That’s a little better, but we need to work on that.” He undid the button and slid both my shorts and panties down my legs, tossing them over his shoulder.

One hand went to his cock, the other pressed on my mound, his thumb softly rubbing at my clit which was already wet due to my excitement. I lifted my head, the sight of him stroking himself as he touched me was so fucking hot. I lifted my hips against his hand hoping to find more pressure, but he pressed them back down and shook his head.

“Let me play, baby.” His face was less relaxed now as if he was struggling to control himself. “Once I get inside that wet hole, I’m gonna take you with everything I have. So I need to take this part slowly.”

He pressed a little harder on my clit and I bucked my hips, fighting to keep them down like he wanted. It was erotically torturous and I fucking loved it. I wanted to make him happy, please him by following his orders. He wasn’t making it easy, but that was all part of the game.

It was when he lowered his body to the bed that I nearly lost it. He kissed up the inside of my leg, blowing a light breeze over my pussy and causing me to pull at my restraints. I wanted to grab his head with my hand and force his mouth onto me, I was desperate for it. But he was running the show and I knew he was loving it. A gentle lick made me throw my head back and close my eyes.

I felt his hands slide up under my shirt and bra and he took both my breasts into his hands. He squeezed at the same time his mouth finally took ownership of my wetness, and I released the loud moan of ecstasy that I’d been holding down. His tongue lashed at my clit, his mouth basically covering me completely.

The build started slowly, a warm sensation starting in my stomach and spreading throughout my body as it began to burn hotter.

“Oh God, Blizzard.” I ground my hips against his face, clutching at the restraints around my hands.

When he pulled my tiny bud into his mouth and sucked, I was done for. I gasped, my body pulling up off the bed, my orgasm completely shattering and shaking every inch of me.

I fell to the sheets, sweat covering my skin and trying to catch my breath.

But a sharp slap on my ass caused me to jump and my eyes to pop open. Blizzard smirked down at me, the sting still present as he lifted his hand and delivered another. I gasped and he rubbed over the skin, soothing the pain.

“Didn’t say you could come yet, baby.”

Well, it was too late. I had, and it was fucking amazing.

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