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“Get on the bed and lay on your back, hands up, palms pressed to the headboard, shoulder-width apart.”
I slip my shoes off, not wanting to get any grass or dirt from the park on his black silk sheets.
“Good girl,” he praises me. My insides melt into a pile of goo at his approval. I climb onto his bed in the center and lay as instructed, still in my workout clothes. Where the sheets touch my skin, they’re cool and supple, only adding to the cool temperature of the room.
“Sit up for me, kitten.” His voice is deep but soft and smooth. I obliged and he lifts my shirt by the hem up over my head then tosses it behind him, forgotten the moment he breaks contact with the fabric. Next, he removes my sports bra. Quite smoothly, in fact. I’m rather impressed.
I lay back down, resting my hands over the lower portion of my stomach. My hands are clammy. I attribute it to my nerves. Why? I’m not sure. We’ve done something akin to this before. Maybe because this is all still so new.
“Lift your hips.” He grabs the top of my yoga pants and shimmies them down my lifted hips until they pool around my ankles. I drop my hips and tuck my knees up into my body so he can easily take my pants and underwear the rest of the way off.
They go sailing over his shoulder, following my shirt and bra. With only my socks left to go, I get a little tense at being so on display for him to see.
“You’re so amazing,” he compliments me. “I love that you take care of your body.” His hands skim down my arm making goosebumps erupt along them. “Are you cold?”
“A bit, but not too badly,” I pant.
“Let me know if that changes.” The stern look on his face adds to his serious tone. I nod in agreement. He grabs the rope and trails it up the center of my body from my clit, letting it dip briefly into my belly button. Moving on, the frayed and knotted end travels up between my breasts, then he deviates from the straight path.
The frayed ends tickle one nipple then the other. A throaty moan escapes me while my head rocks back and forth.
“Calm, kitten,” Rhett soothes me, he puts his thumb in his mouth and then swirls the damp pad around my nipple not being teased by the rope.
“That doesn’t help.” I glare at him for making my want worse.
“Shh… I know.” He takes my wrists in his big palm and lifts them above my head. “Don’t move these unless I say or move them myself. Tell me you understand.” He slips easily into his dominant persona.
“Yes, I understand,” I respond.
Expertly wrapping the rope around my wrists, tying it off in a slip knot he checks that it’s not too tight by slipping two fingers under the rope between it and myself.
“Test it out and tell me how well my handy work is.”
I wrap my hands around the rope length from my hands to the end secured to the bed. Giving it a good tug, I find it’s not coming undone without releasing the slipknot.
“Very well done, indeed,” I offer him return praise.
“Expect nothing less from me, kitten.” He winks at me making the butterflies that just settled in my stomach come to life once more fluttering wildly.
“Why kitten?” I’ve wanted to know since he first called me it earlier.
“Because when you come your purr like a kitten.” He gets a lascivious grin on his face telling me he more than likes it.
“Oh,” is the only response I can come up with.
“Yes, oh. Now hush so I can focus and make you come.” Rhett places his hot mouth over my nipple farthest from him and twirls his tongue around it working it into a hard nub. My back arches off the bed since it’s the only thing I can do to make sure he stays attached to me.
While he deliciously tortures my nipple one hand squeezes my breast and the other goes between my legs. My legs spread with the flats of my feet pressing against the firm mattress. I have to hold the tension in my legs to keep them from slipping on the silky sheets.
“Mmm… You’re so wet for me. Good kitten,” he says as he slips two fingers inside my pussy and works them in and out, coating them in my fluids. He pulls his fingers all the way out and spreads my arousal around the folds of my labia and down into the seam of my opening, gently pressing on me back there.
I tense up having not done anything back there yet.
“Talk to me, kitten.” Rhett notices immediately and checks in with me.
“I’ve never done anything analy yet,” I confess.
“Are you against anal play?” he asks. I shake my head and he continues, “Okay, we can take things slowly, but I will have your here.” He presses on me there again to emphasize his meaning.
