AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Yes,” I breathed. Those last scraps of pride had gone up in flames as soon as I felt his cock inside of me. “Use me.”
“As you wish.”
I hadn’t realized what he was doing at first, but I understood as soon as his hips began to move. He had been preparing my mind while he prepared my body, giving me time to get used to the ropes around me. It had been one thing to feel the ropes and know I was under his control, it was another beast entirely to be bound while he fucked me.
His thrusts were rough and demanding, his cock hitting my deepest places over and over and over again. My arms longed for the freedom to stretch out, to steady myself by grabbing a pillow or twisting my hands into the sheets; but there was nothing I could do. My arms were bound to my chest, just as my legs were bound together. The most movement I could manage was to wiggle my hips, but even that was limited by the firm hands that gripped them.
“God, it feels so good inside you,” Richard panted. “You’re squeezing me so tight; is your ass that hungry for me?”
I couldn’t manage more than a moan in response. I hardly recognized myself, let alone my body. Every touch, every movement was ecstasy. Everything he did was for my pleasure. The ropes were tight, but he had bound them with care. All I had to do was submit to him, and he would take care of the rest.
So, I did.
I came without him touching my dick, even though I had never been able to cum just from behind before. The release stole my breath away, so complete I couldn’t form words.
He wasn’t done yet, but I heard him grunt as I came. His movements grew faster, less contained, as though he had been holding back until I came. His fingers sank into my skin as he held me tighter, nearing his release.
“Fuck,” he moaned as he came inside me.
He leaned forward, cupping my back with his chest as he caught his breath. After a moment he pulled out and put me down on my side. Carefully and with a focused eye he started undoing the ropes, starting with my legs. They came undone quicker than I would have expected, and my skin buzzed as they fell away.
After he had made quick work of the ones around my arms he dropped the ropes off the side of the bed and plopped down beside me. He grabbed my nearest wrist and started to massage it, though it didn’t feel particularly sore or hurt.
I waited for him to speak, but he was silent, just rubbing my wrists. Then the heaviness started to creep in, a cold sort of fear tightening my chest. There was no reason for it; he had undone the ropes and I was free to leave. I could run off and never look back, so what was that feeling?
A whisper of unfamiliar anxiety wrapped around my throat, unyielding even as I tried to swallow it down. Sharp fear pierced my gut as I felt tears gather in my eyes. No. Absolutely not. I could not cry in front of this man, that was far too much. But I couldn’t seem to stop it.
It was like he knew it was coming even before I did. Richard let my hands drop and pulled me onto my side, facing him. His eyes were calm as he wiped away some of my tears. “This happens sometimes,” he said, keeping his voice low and smooth. “This kind of play can bring up an emotional release, it’s completely normal - especially since this was your first time being tied up like this. You’re safe, and I’m here. It’s okay.”
For some reason his words only made the tears come faster. My mind was too addled to piece apart the emotions that I was feeling, but my body knew what to do. I curled into him, finding comfort in his arms. He held me as I cried, the emotion processing itself within me.
By the time I was done my eyes stung and I was exhausted, but calm. I couldn’t bring myself to look at him as I slumped over on the bed, painfully aware that I needed to clean myself up.
There was a soft chuckle, and I glanced over to find him smiling. “What?” I demanded, embarrassment turning my words harsh.
“Nothing,” he said. “It’s just that you look cute even when you cry.”
My heart squeezed like I was a teenager. This was going to be a bigger problem than I had thought.
Chapter Four
I had never been so happy to get called on a last-minute business trip.
There was no way that I could avoid Richard indefinitely, but a brief reprieve in the form of a trip to Dallas arrived in a call at 5 A.M. Monday morning.
Blessedly, Daphne did not join me on the trip. It was unavoidable that our paths crossed frequently, but ultimately we still worked in different areas of the company. She handled the most important contracts and managed the heads of several departments. I was technically a member of planning and development, but really I was sent around to department after department to learn the ropes.
It was no secret that I had beenchosen, for lack of a better word. The founder of the Calloway Group, William Calloway, had taken a liking to me. He had poached me from a rival firm, though I was happy to make the change. Now he had me training around the company under the assumption that I would someday make it to an executive level. I enjoyed the work and the company itself, and it was prestigious enough that I could make it through Thanksgiving and Christmas without snide remarks from family.
So, I went where I was told, and I didn’t complain. Especially when the trip gave me an excuse to hide from the man who had tied me up in ropes and fucked me half to death. Every time my thoughts turned towards that night I would feel a shiver snake down my spine and my stomach would tighten.
It had been amazing.
More than amazing.
And it could never happen again.
Not only did I sleep with him, I had cried in front of him. That definitely made it on the list of most embarrassing things I’ve done in front of a coworker.
