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I nodded. He grabbed my hand and guided me off the bed. Wilder pulled a length of red, silk rope from a drawer behind him. He turned me around so my back was facing him. Reaching for my wrists he skillfully wrapped the silk cord around them. My wrists were tight and bound behind my back. I could move them, but it didn’t hurt.
He turned me around, “Does it hurt?” I shook my head no. He continued to search for something in my eyes and seemed hesitant to continue.
“I’m okay. Please.” The Ferrari look came roaring back.
“On your knees.” I dropped to my knees. Despite my assurance that I was okay, there was a concern for uncertainty. I had never been tied up before. But I trusted him. Completely. Wilder bent down and lifted my chin with his finger, kissing me gently on the lips.
He wrapped his fingers in my hair and guided my mouth to his cock. I slid my tongue up his shaft and enveloped the tip in my mouth. My hands instinctively reached out to massage him, but were held back by the rope. My tongue swirled around the length of his cock as I moved my mouth up and down. The salty taste of precum mixed with my saliva. Without my hands, I was limited and soon I had spit and precum dripping from my face.
“Anna, you’re so fucking hot with my cock in your mouth.” Wilder moved my head faster, his cock hitting the back of my throat.
“You like this, don’t you?” I moaned in response. “You like being cocked by my cock.” Wilder was grunting, my time to breathe was getting shorter between thrusts. I was starting to get nervous that I couldn’t use my hands.
Wilder looked down and sensed my worry. He pulled out and squatted down, face to face. He wiped the liquid dropping from his mouth and sucked it from his finger. “I won’t hurt you. Ever.”
“I know,” I whispered.
“Are you okay to keep going?” He asked. I nodded my head yes. Wilder had me stand and guided me back to the bed. He turned me around and pushed me face down onto the bed. He reached down and held my body up by the rope on my wrists. I could feel him at the entrance to my pussy.
“Are you wet for me again, Anna?”
“Yes.”
“Anna, what do you want me to do?”
“Please, Wilder.”
“No Anna, tell me what you want me to do to you.” He rubbed his cock along my slit, barely nudging my clit sending me jerking forward at horse sensitive the min had become. I was so wet. Each touch was sending waves through my body.
“I want you to fuck me until I’m screaming. I want you to pull my hair and fuck me hard.” I couldn’t believe the things I was saying. But I had never been this turned on. Wilder had opened me up to a whole new world of ecstasy.
“Fuck, Anna.” I screamed when he slammed his dick inside of me. He held onto my wrists with one hand and pulled my hair with the other.
“You like it rough, don’t you.” I screamed growled as he slammed into my swollen, wet pussy over and over again. My orgasm growing with each pump.
“Yes.” I squeal, knowing now that I did.
“I’m going to come.” He grunted. Those words hit me deep to my core and my orgasm stormed through my body from my head to my toes. He pulled out and flipped me over as a stream of cum hit my breasts and another covered my stomach. Each stream of cum adds more to my body. He held himself up over me, his hand rubbing the cum over my skin.
“This is mine, you are mine.”
“I am yours,” I whispered. He groaned, his cum soaked fingers pushed past my lips and I sucked them clean.
Wilder untied me and carried me to the shower. He turned the hot water on and steam filled the room. We didn’t speak as he rubbed my body down with soap, taking care of me.
“Thank you for trusting me.” He whispered in my ear.
“I’ve never done anything like that before,” I told him. He stopped cleaning and looked down at me, unsure of what to say. “I loved it,” I assured him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and stood up on my tiptoes to kiss him.
The moment felt right. We had connected. He said I was his.
“Wilder. What is it you do for a living?” This moment felt so vulnerable. I had asked him about work a few times. He was always vague, alluding to various family obligations. But he had this huge apartment, in a fancy building. Money was never a concern for him. He always took work calls in the hallway or outside. Alexis’s questions and the guns I saw weighed on my mind. Something wasn’t right. I could feel it. But when I was with him, I felt safe.
“I take care of a few different things for my family’s business.”
“What does that mean?” I pushed a little further.
With his arms still around me, he brushed the wet strands of hair from my eyes and looked down at me. It felt like I was interrogating him.
