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“You can stop me whenever you want. It doesn’t matter where we are. If you’re not comfortable with what I’m doing, you stop me, got it?” I explain.
She nods again.
“Say it out loud, Emily. I want to hear you say it,” I insist.
“Yes, I want to do it. If there’s something I don’t like, I’ll tell you.” This time her words come out decisive, leaving no doubt that she’s not going along with this out of obligation to me.
I smile and gently grab her arms, bringing them over her head. I tie her wrists with the padded wrist cuffs and watch the vein of her neck throbbing madly. I bend down to kiss her forehead, nose, and lips, and she lies still, yielding and docile, waiting for my move. I go to the bag again and take out a thin white rope, then return to her side. I tie one end to the metal rings that protrude from the leather and the other to the dark metal bar on the bed’s headboard. I’m starting to adore this new purchase.
Lying with her arms above her head, she lets me admire the lines of her ribs, her small but firm breasts, and her flat and sculpted belly that moves to the rhythm of her accelerated breathing. I approach the bag again and pull out two ankle cuffs similar to the ones on her wrists. I return to the bed and find her head raised, looking attentive. I tie them one at a time to her ankles, and when she realizes my intentions, her cheeks turn red with embarrassment. I smirk and enjoy her wide eyes when she notices the small rope in my hand. I use it to tie her leg to one of the wooden beams that support the four-poster bed. When I finish tying the other to the beam opposite the corner of the bed, Emily is completely at my mercy, her legs spread wide and unable to move.
Her breathing is getting labored, and she keeps lifting her head to watch what I’m doing. Her neck muscles are strained, and she gasps in search of air. I stop a few steps from her and start undressing. I slowly unfasten my shirt and drop it on the floor, then the belt. Before taking off my pants, I lower myself and take off my shoes and socks, never taking my eyes off her perfect body. When my pants and boxers are finally on the floor, I stop for a moment, and a moan escapes her lips when she sees my erection.
I stand between her legs, and without any warning, penetrate her with two fingers, bending them and searching for that spot that makes her quiver with pleasure. She’s so aroused I don’t feel any resistance from her body. Emily closes her eyes and arches her back, letting a roar slide from her throat. I fuck her with my fingers, kneeling between her legs, lapping and sucking her clit. She comes with a choked cry. I slow down my run until she rides the wave of her pleasure. I watch as she looks blankly at me, consumed by an orgasm that shakes her with deep spasms.
She pants and tries to catch her breath. I think she wants to say something when she opens her mouth, but no coherent sound comes out of her throat. She is perfect when she lets go and comes for me. The dreamy smile she gives me is so sincere it makes me want to dare more.
I return to the bag and take out a metal plug and a bottle of lube. I walk to her side and lie on the bed, kissing her slowly when she turns her head toward me. I let her breath slow down and return to normal before showing her what I have in my hand.
“Ever tried one of these?” I whisper as I kiss her breast, taking her nipple in my mouth and sucking until she moans again.
“No, but since I’m all tied up, there’s not much left to be embarrassed about, right?” she giggles. She’s playing it down, but I see she is a bit nervous.
“I’m going slowly, okay?”
“Evan, I trust you,” she whispers before I get out of bed and go back between her legs again.
I use the gel to lubricate her opening with one finger, then two, to make her relax. Anal sex is always a bit slow the first time, and often, you don’t even reach the end, but when I lubricate the metal plug and push a bit against her opening, Emily takes a couple of deep breaths and tries to relax. She closes her eyes, opens her lips, her lungs fill with oxygen, and serve the purpose; in fact, after a few attempts, her muscles give in and tighten around the base of the plug. A small astonished laugh escapes from her lips, almost triggering my orgasm.
Her gaze is fixed on mine when I put my erection to her opening and sink into her with a single slow thrust. I close my eyes, breathless. The feeling is so intense it overwhelms me. The first time I sink into her is always a fight against the emotions that overlap in my chest, but doing it when only a thin membrane separates me from the plug is something that almost makes me orgasm immediately.
“Jesus Christ,” Emily whispers as I move slowly into her.
“Is it too much?” I ask, not sure if she likes the slight detour we took tonight.
“No, Evan, fuck me, please,” she snaps as she arches her back and tries to push her hips against mine.
A little laugh escapes me before I increase my pace and sink furiously into her. Her orgasm explodes into a cry that resonates in the room, and when her warm walls tighten around my erection, I reach the peak of my pleasure with a roar that I’ve never dared to release before.
I bend, panting over her, resting my forehead on her belly, just below her breast. I can feel her heart hammering crazily in her chest, and the whole world disappears. Right now, I’m sure I don’t want to do anything else for the rest of my life but get lost in the arms of this extraordinary woman.
I open my eyes and blush when I think about last night. When I told Evan I would like a four-poster bed, I had no idea that a woman could be tied up and fucked in such obscene positions. I’ve never been a shy person in bed, but I have never been tied with my legs spread wide at the complete mercy of a man.
Not that I’m complaining, our marathon was by far the best sex I’ve ever had, but even the idea of going to the office becomes a titanic effort.
“You’re already awake,” he whispers, hugging me close, my back pressed against his bare chest and erection. A feeling of excitement spreads from my lower belly despite being exhausted from our night.
“It’s seven. By this time, you’d already be in the office if I hadn’t been here.” I smile as he kisses my neck, and his hand slips between my legs, taking my breath away.
I didn’t know you could be sore in your private parts from too much sex. I thought it was just something you read in books but wasn’t real. Then Evan came into my life and pleasured me in so many intimate places that I lost count.
His expert fingers slip between my thighs, working with laziness until they awaken my pleasure. With his capable hand, it doesn’t take long to bring me to yet another orgasm of the last twenty-four hours. I arch my back, press my hips against his hand and ride the wave of my pleasure until I groan his name.
He kisses my neck and caresses my bare belly with his warm fingers. “We really should get up, or we’ll be late for our appointments,” he whispers, touching my temple with his lips and sitting up.
“Was that your way of waking me up? Because if it’s something you do regularly, I might decide to sleep here more often,” I smile as I stretch.
Evan bends down and kisses me on the lips before standing, naked, with an erection that can be seen from space. I dwell on that part of him for more than I should, and when I look up at him, I find him smirking. Caught peeking at a penis like a teenager.
