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With his hand still on my ass, he leaned down and dropped a kiss between my shoulder blades. His touch changed, became more sensual as he traced little circles up my side, over my ribcage, to my breasts. The sigh I let out now was one of arousal as he pressed hot little kisses all over my back, shifting on the bed so he could give my legs the same treatment, all the while tracing hot, oily circles over my skin.
“Lift up your hips.”
Finally. I raised up enough for him to pull off my underwear, thinking that he was finally going to take this to the next level. Nope. Just more of the same: more massage oil, more sweeping strokes up and down my body. They just lingered on my bare ass and the side of my boobs a bit longer now.
He shifted on the mattress, moving to the other side. “Roll onto your back.”
I did, knowing that the camera on that side of the bed was much closer than the other one. I looked at it nervously, feeling more than a little exposed.
With his finger under my chin, Jake turned my face to his. He was so calm and in complete control, but his eyes, dark and glittering with desire, gave him away. “You are so perfect, Em. You have no idea how hot you look here in my bed.” Pouring yet more oil in his palm, he ran his hand over my stomach, around my hip, down my thigh. Then up again to cup my breast, flick his thumb over the nipple as he leaned in to kiss me.
Christ, I could kiss him forever. I wrapped my arms around him, hooking one leg over his hip, wanting to get as close to him as I could. Still kissing me, he pushed me onto my back, covering my body with his, which I loved. It meant I could wrap both my legs around him and feel his hard, thick cock through his jeans. I raised my hips so it was pressed right against my center. I whimpered.
“I know what you’re trying to do,” he murmured against my lips.
Spur him on and make myself come? Yep, exactly.
“I think I need to take control here.”
“You’re the one on top of me, you’ve already got all the control.”
He quirked a brow, a devilish look in his eyes as he reached for one of the ties attached to the headboard.
“Oh.” Heat rushed through me. This was it.
He tied first one wrist, then the other, kissing me lightly before pushing back, sitting back on his heels while his eyes raked over my body. I fought the urge to close my legs when his gaze zeroed in between them. Catching the movement, he grabbed my leg in one hand and one of the silk ties attached to the foot of the bed in the other. He quickly bound my right ankle, then the left.
Lying spreadeagled in front of him, with him kneeling between my legs, his eyes roving hungrily over my body, made me feel just as hot as he said I was. I took a deep breath, letting go of any anxiety, of any feelings of self-consciousness. I’d asked for this, hadn’t I? Wanted exactly this. And this was Jake, whom I trusted implicitly. Another deep breath and I was completely relaxed, eager to find out what was next.
More oil. More massaging. All over my front, down my legs to my toes, skimming over my stomach, both breasts, where he stopped to squeeze them and play with my nipples. Back down my legs and up my inner thighs with torturous, excruciating slowness. Finally brushing over my clit with that featherlight touch, rubbing a soft circle, smiling when I whimpered.
“Please.”
“Not yet.” But he pushed a finger into me, watching my face as he moved it in and out with agonizing slowness. The pleasure was so intense that I squeezed my eyes shut, trying desperately to cope with the heat flooding through me. When I opened them again, it was to see Jake watching what he was doing between my legs, apparently mesmerized by what he saw.
“Please,” I said again, my breathing turning ragged. He relented, pushing two fingers inside me and rubbing my clit with the thumb of his other hand.
“Don’t forget to be loud,” he commanded.
Obediently, I let out a moan, then another, and was rewarded with increased pressure on my clit, faster rubbing, harder finger fucking. I sailed over the edge, my body arching off the bed, quivering as I pulled against the restraints. They held, and Jake kept going, rubbing harder so that I was barely through the first orgasm before the second one hit me and I screamed his name as I came.
“Such a good girl, Em. So perfect.”
My chest was heaving and my body still jerking when Jake shifted backwards, pushing my legs as wide as the restraints would let him, giving himself more room to bend down and run his tongue up my slit. My nerve endings were hypersensitive, and I jolted at the touch, but he didn’t stop. He kept sucking on my clit, flicking it with his tongue, pushing his finger back into me so that I was screaming with my third orgasm in as many minutes. Spiralling out of control, shaking all over, I could barely muster a moan before I fell back on the bed.
This was like nothing I’d ever experienced before, even years ago with him. His patience now, his restraint, the way he could take complete control of my body. The way he knew me, knew my body better than even I did myself.
I had barely caught my breath when Jake crawled over me to kiss me, but I kissed him back, tasting myself on his lips. He raised his head, brushing my hair back from my forehead. “You okay?”
I nodded.
“You still want these?” He gestured with his chin to the ties.
I nodded again.
“You want me to fuck you now?”
I seemed to have lost the power of speech, but I could feel his erection, hard and thick, and I wanted it desperately.
