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“Arms first. Remember to tell me if it gets too much.”
Archer turned, offering me his arms, letting me knot and tie them behind his back until we both groaned.
I couldn’t help glancing up at the painting I’d done all those years ago of him bound and restrained. We’d moved out of London about six years ago, to a house tucked away in the country. We had acres of land and more security than one family should need, but as the band grew in popularity, so did their stalker fans and Archer had his fair share. Once everything with Eliza happened, our security doubled and he wouldn’t let me leave the house without Pete coming with me. That man was the shadow that kept us all safe these days.
Despite the size of the house, it felt like home and I loved that Arch and I could both work from the studio we’d had built on the side of the house which was currently filled with erotic art for my new show and the soundproof booth where Archer spent all his spare time along with Fox and Charlie, who both lived nearby.
“On your back, knees bent.”
“I need something, Nee. You’re killing me. My cock aches so much.” Rolling onto his back, his bound arms pushed his chest upward. Straddling his hips, I rubbed my wet heat over him, crying out as the movement pushed the plug further into my ass. “Tie me while I’m inside you, please, beautiful.”
Feeling as desperate as he sounded, I sank down on his length and watched his eyes close as his face softened, like I’d eased his pain.
“Better?” I croaked, as the feeling of his cock and the butt plug filling me stole my voice.
“You feel… that plug…” His hips began pulsing.
“Wait. Otherwise, I won’t get to tie you and who knows the next time we’ll find time to do this. I’ll be quick, I promise.”
I had planned on taking my time and knotting intricate combinations that turned him into my own personal work of art, but right now, I just wanted to grind my hips against him until we both came.
Wrapping the rope around this thigh and calf a few times, tying it off before I moved to the other one. I hadn’t even realized my hips were rocking until I noticed the thin sheen of sweat covering Archer’s chest. Leaning down, I pulled his nipple into my mouth, twisting the ropes that bound his arms behind his back, watching his skin react.
“I fucking love seeing you like this, Arch. Trusting me, offering yourself to me, wrapped in rope that I’ve tied, now fuck me.”
“Oh, God, yes.”
Tipping his head back, Archer bucked his hips into me with such force that I cried out, bending forward, so my mouth could suck where his pulse hammered under his skin. Twisting his nipple, my fingers raking over his skin, switching between teasing him with my fingertips and tugging on the rope, until his body writhed beneath me.
My orgasm coiled around me, setting my skin on fire and making my chest constrict, Archer thrust into me again and again like he was trying to leave an indentation on my soul.
“I’m so close. I need you to come for me, beautiful. I want you to cover my cock in your cum.”
“I want you in my ass. I need to take out the plug, so you can fuck my ass,” I panted, telling him the fantasy that I’d woken up thinking about this morning.
“No, no, no.” Archer’s eyes widened with panic. “I can’t. Not like this. Fuck, I don’t know what I’m doing when you tie me up. I might hurt you. I can’t be this out of control with you riding my cock with your ass. Jesus. You are trying to kill me.”
“Arch, please,” I begged.
“No. No way. Orange. I’m telling you I’m at orange, on the edge of red. Don’t move, please. Then, when we’re done here, I’ll take you in the shower, rim your ass until you can’t stand up and then fuck you in it against the wall. I can’t hurt you… if we do this, I will hurt you.”
Feeling his panic vibrating through his body and hating hearing that he was close to his limits, I nodded, rocking my hips gently. “Okay, I promise I’ll wait, but I’m leaving the plug in until you do.”
His eyes softened, and I pushed my fingers through his hair as he let out a groan. “Deal. Now, can we get back to the best sex I’ve had today?”
“It’s the only sex you’ve had today,” I giggled. Winking, Archer licked his lips.
“Then we’d best make it good, because we will be having a lot of sex today, Mrs. Walters.”
“After this, make me your whore until the kids wake up.”
Archer bucked his hips, hitting my G-spot relentlessly until I came, squirting all over him, setting off his orgasm as he cried my name.
Collapsing onto his chest, I breathlessly began untying him, whispering the one thing I knew would make him instantly hard again.
“Good boy.”
The End.
