"You found that at the restaurant?"
"No. I stopped at a fetish shop while I was out for lunch. Interesting place. You should come with me sometime."
"Fetish shop? Like whips and chains and black leather?"
"Uh-huh, and things I never imagined." He laid the rope in my hand. "Feel it."
My fingers slipped on the twisted strands. "Soft."
"The outer layer is silk, so it won't chafe your skin."
"No evidence."
He grinned. "Exactly." He twisted the rope around my wrist and pulled me toward the bed. "Now, all you have to do is say yes."
"Yes to what?"
"To letting me use this," he tugged on the rope, "to make you come...."
"Ooo are you going to rub it between my legs?"
His eyes lit up. "Hadn't thought of that, but anything's possible."
"Wow." The word escaped my lips in a breathless rush.
"But you have to say yes."
"Yes, yes, yes...." I wound the rope around my arm as we lay back on the bed. We rolled, kissing each other and twisting the yellow binding around our bodies.
"Clothes off." He gasped and kicked our shoes to the floor. I unbuttoned his shirt. His tie had disappeared the minute he'd walked out of the office. We somehow stripped each other through the tangle of rope and limbs, and I ended up flat on my back under him, both of us naked and kissing every patch of skin within reach.
He grabbed my wrist and pulled the silken rope up between my legs as he tied it to the headboard.
The yellow silk whispered over my clit. "Oh God!"
Then he dragged it over my nipple as he bound my other hand. "I thought this color would look pretty against your naked skin."
"Mmm...." I squirmed and tried to stroke myself, but he'd tied me well.
He sat back and appraised his work. "Even better than I anticipated." His cock stood up and approved.
I trapped his thighs between mine. "Lick my pussy."
"I will." He lay on my chest and kissed me. "We need a safeword."
"What's that?"
"Something you'd never say while we're fucking."
"So, 'you fucking asshole' isn't a safeword?"
"No. We need to use a word that'll let me know I've gone too far."
"And you'll listen to me?"
He laughed. "Green means go. Yellow means be careful, and red means stop."
"Like a stoplight. Got it." I wrapped my leg around his waist. "Pussy says green."
"You're not the boss here, babe." He grabbed my ankle and twisted another section of the silk rope around it. "I am. Hmm...." He pulled my leg toward the footboard post, but the rope didn't reach. "What to do with...?" He scanned the bed and an evil smile lit his eyes. "This will do nicely."
"Hey! What are you—?"
Alex lifted my leg and tied the rope to the headboard just above my wrist, then grabbed my left ankle and did the same. "Oh, that's perfect."
"It is not!" He'd nearly bent me in half, but oddly enough, I wasn't uncomfortable. The ropes suspended my butt just slightly, but the mattress supported my back. He'd tied my legs apart, exposing my pussy and my ass to his devious whims.
"You're so fucking hot."
I glanced between my legs and saw him stroking his cock and staring at me. Damn it! I can't even squirm. I'd never felt so naked—helpless and exposed.
"I could look at you all night."
"Yellow."
His triumphant grin faded and confusion took its place. "Why?"
"If all you do is look...." I closed my eyes and saw myself from his perspective. Dripping cunt, unprotected ass, stiff nipples on top of heaving breasts... and powerless to stop him. My breath came in short gasps. He moved closer, but still didn't touch me. Wet heat trickled down my butt. Oh God!
"You're mine, Talia." His breath possessed my skin. "To do with as I please."
"Alex...." My muscles contracted, but my limbs would not move.
"And you know what I'm going to do?"
Will had threatened me like that once, threatened to leave me bound and aching for him. "Don't...."
He got up on his knees and licked the bottom of my foot, rubbing his stiff cock all over my spread wet flesh as he nibbled down my leg. "I'm gonna make you say red."
Holy fucking hell! How will he do that? Trembling fear ripped me apart, but those ropes held me together as he plunged his face into my vulnerable cunt. "Stop! God, please. Stop." I sobbed. Those words would do nothing to deter him.
But that's the idea.
He ignored me and drew circles around my exposed clit with his tongue. The ropes held my body prisoner, leaving both his hands free to act as his mouth's accomplices. He slipped two fingers into my pussy, stroking and teasing, sucking and licking. Waves of pleasure radiated through my captive legs, curling my toes.
His unfettered hand drifted between my ass cheeks, exploring territory I'd forbidden to him, as his gaze burned a fiery trail from my pussy to my flushed face. A wayward fingertip pressed my tight hole.
My jaw clenched. "Yellow, damn it."
His triumphant laugh teased my clit, but he moved his hand to cup my butt.
He listened to me?
A foreign sensation, something I'd never felt with any man, teased the boundaries of my consciousness, an illusion flirting with reason. Tied, bound, and yet....
In control.
But before I could fully grasp the idea, Alex chased it away with his disobedient mouth. He'd moved his finger, but now his tongue ventured toward that same prohibited place.
"Yelloooo... oh my." Furtive licks sent sparks of secret pleasures skittering along my spine. Mmm... maybe I won't call him off this time. But he obeyed and redirected his efforts to my hungering clit.
He braced his body on my suspended legs and gave my pussy his full attention, plundering my wet flesh while I strained against my bindings. The ropes tightened, but they didn't bite into me. My restraints held firm while Alex's mouth tore my body apart.
"Oh! God!"
I pulled and he pushed, driving his tongue faster and harder until I gave up the fight and gasped for breath, unable to do anything but wait for his next move.
He got up on his knees and stroked his cock along my twitching slit. "Do you want this?"
"Yes, but I want it in my hands."
"Mmm... I'd have to untie you."
"Please, I need to touch you."
He smiled and crawled alongside me. "I like hearing you beg." He leaned over and kissed my lips, my shoulder, my nipple.
I managed to twist my wrist in his direction and stretch my hand out, but my fingers stopped far short. "My hands...."
"Your mouth." He braced his hands on the headboard, bent over me and brushed his cock on my lips.
I circled his erection with my tongue and he gasped. He grabbed my hair and fucked my mouth while I lay beneath him. I couldn't grab his balls, couldn't stroke his shaft, couldn't suck his cock the way I wanted to. Red?
I turned my head and his cock withdrew, the stop command poised on my tongue.
No. He held me at his mercy, my body subject to his whims, but an awkward blow job didn't warrant a halt to our sex play.
We need to earn it.
I forgot my bindings and reached for him, but that Goddamn rope held me back. "I need to get my hands on you!"
He pressed his cock against my lips. "Your mouth does just fine, baby."
With no other tools but my tongue and my lips available, I gave him the blow job of his life. I sucked him in hard, twisting my tongue around his shaft until his eyes rolled back in his head.
"Holy fuck!" He pulled my hair, rocking his hips while I took my frustration out on his erection, making sure to fold my lips over my teeth so I wouldn't damage my prize. He fell to the bed, panting. "Good girl. You've earned a reward."
"Untie me?"
"Nope." He moved between my bound legs and thrust his hot cock into my wet pussy. "I'm going to fuck you...." He closed his eyes and s
eemed to lose his thought.
But I held on to mine. Bound, helpless, unable to participate. Passive. I hated passive. Alex's cock did amazing things to my body, but I wanted to reciprocate—give back to him. I can't!
"Oh please...."
"Like that?"
"Noooo...." I shook my head, but he smiled and pounded me. He didn't understand. I whimpered and thrashed, but failed to gain any sympathy from him.
"I can't... I can't come." Even as flames licked my struggling limbs. My skin flushed with the effort and sweat beaded on my body. The rope on my right wrist loosened. Freedom! I yanked at the restraint, and it slipped around my palm.
"Surrender to it." Alex watched my struggle. "See where it takes you."
The silken bond slid over my fingers, but I grabbed it and held tight. "Take me where you're going."
"As you wish." He held my thighs and drove in deep.
My angled position enabled him to reach places I didn't know existed. I released all the resistance in my body, all the pent-up fight and simply let him carry me off on a rushing whisper of bliss. "Ohh...."
I floated back to the bed, still bound, still helpless, but empowered, surging with strength and unlimited pleasure.
But Alex hadn't taken the trip with me. He stroked his still-hard cock between my over-sensitized lips. "I can't get enough of this." He gasped and slid lower, circling my tight hole, smearing it with my juices and easing in.
Bastard never surrenders. But I let him have that off-limits thrill just a moment longer. I liked it, too, but he hadn't earned it yet. "Red."
He didn't ask why. He just winked, pulled out and came on my pussy.
"I didn't think you'd listen to me."
He lay on my stomach and wrapped his arms around me. "I didn't have a choice. If I don't obey the safeword, you'll never trust me."
So he'd complied with the word, not me. I let go of the rope and ran my fingers through his hair. "Untie me now?"
"No." He got up and walked to the bathroom. I heard water running so I bit my tongue until he finished cleaning up. But when he came back out, he winked at me and turned down the hall.
"Where the hell are you going?" No answer. The headboard quaked as I jerked against the ropes. "Bastard!" I yelled toward the open door. I reached for the knot at my other wrist, but my bound leg got in the way. "You'd better pray I don't get loose 'cause if I do, I'm gonna tie your knees to your ears and spank your ass with your own belt."
Alex walked in the room with a smirk on his face and a bottle of water in his hand. "Did you think I was going to leave you like this?"
"What was your first clue?" My shoulder throbbed as I yanked on the binding.
He crawled onto the bed, grinning like a fiend as he trailed his fingers over my heaving breast. "Mad enough to rip my head off but wet enough to take my dick all the way up to your eyeballs." Then a hint of something I've never seen in him before—regret?—turned his lips down, and he lowered his gaze as if redirecting his thoughts. "I've walked away from you too many times, Talia."
My heart pounded, chasing the fight from my body. "All right. That'll get you off the hook this time."
My limbs ached as he released them. Alex held me and massaged the soreness away. "Did you like being tied up?"
I settled into the pillow. "I didn't like being passive."
"I noticed."
"I like to participate. I want to give back...." I reached out and caressed his cheek.
He kissed my palm. "You mean fight back."
"Yeah, but... I liked letting you take over."
Alex rolled on his back and pulled me on top of his chest. "I always take over. There's no letting about it."
I leaned up on my elbow. "True. I liked it when you forced me. No, that's not right. You never forced me. You... enticed me."
He arched an eyebrow. "And you liked that?"
"Oh yes."
He smiled as my breathless admission tickled his skin. "So maybe it wasn't the guilt that excited you as much as giving in to temptation—unable to resist."
Interesting. "I never thought of it like that. Guilt tore me apart. I went home to Will swearing I'd never touch you again, but you always found a way to lure me back."
His eyes widened and a light bulb clicked on. "You like to submit."
"What? I'm not a wimp."
"You're the most stubborn, strong-willed woman I know, but you give in to me because I'm the temptation you can't resist, the need you can't say no to."
"One of them." But the last time I'd said his name, Alex had left me. I pressed my lips together and buried my face into his chest, hiding my eyes from his all-knowing gaze.
But he slipped his hand under my chin and made me look at him. "And now I'm in his place."
"I never cheated on you. I haven't slept with Will since before we started this dating thing."
He nodded. "Is that when he tied you up?"
"No, he did that before...." I left the words unsaid and got interested in his nipple.
He twisted my hair around his fingers. "Tell me."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Remember our romp in his bed? I made you tell me how he made love to you."
My stomach fluttered. "That was crazy hot."
"Yeah, so tell me, did he tie you up like I did?" His cock stiffened under my thigh.
"Not exactly. He took me to this old washed-out pier on Lake Michigan. We weren't planning on fucking, but I ended up tied between a couple of posts."
Alex rolled onto his side, turning me so my back pressed against his chest. He slipped his knee between my thighs and an arm under my shoulders to gently squeeze my neck. "Were you naked?"
"Yes."
"Do you like being on display?"
A violent involuntary shudder ripped through my body.
He didn't need an answer. "Look at the window. Is that what you like?"
The darkened glass reflected a carnal image back at me—my body held captive by his, bare and exposed from my neck to my knees. "Ooo...."
"Remember all those times we fucked in front of a window? He watched us."
"I know."
"Watch us now."
I stared at the window as he lifted my leg and draped it over his thigh, displaying my pussy as the head of his cock slid between my lower lips, teasing my clit. My breath came slow and heavy, rocking my body with his.
"What did he do to your body while he had it tied up?" His voice turned husky and dark, and he tugged my stiff nipple.
"Everything I asked."
"Tell me." He slid his hand over my hip and played with my clit.
"He worshipped me. He sipped my nipples like fine wine. He got on his knees and devoured my pussy like a last meal. He made me feel like a fucking goddess."
Alex slammed his cock into me from behind. "And he fucked you?"
"Till he could no longer stand."
He groaned and withdrew. "Did he fuck your ass?"
"No, he only does that when I initiate it."
His hand curled around my throat. Yellowish spots swam in front of my eyes as he plunged into me, possessing my pussy. Flickering heat surrounded our bodies, twisted and writhing on the bed.
He rolled onto my back, trapping me against the bed while he spread my legs and wrapped them around his thighs. I squealed as he pulled my hair, shooting sparks from my roots to my toes.
"Harder!" I slammed my body back against him.
He drove deep, penetrating my cunt, owning me. "Mine."
"Take it! I want to feel you in the morning."
He growled and cursed, battering my backside until I ached, crying for release. I grabbed the headboard, the sheets, and held tight, knowing the coming surrender would leave me defenseless. And I loved it.
"Ah shit!"
I felt him erupt inside me. Molten heat seeped through my body, igniting my senses and tearing me away from the reality I was clinging to and sweeping me off to places unknown. Terrifying. Exciting. "Oh please! Please, come with
me!"
He fell, wrapping me up and keeping me entwined in his embrace. His heart pounded with mine, our breathing matched. "Stay here tonight."
I nodded on his chest and his breath slowed, steady, solid and safe.
But we weren't alone. A shadow from our past loomed long over us. Could we escape him?
Did we want to?
Proceed with caution.
Trouble
I woke up with the woman I loved in my arms.
Holy shit! I love her. For the first time in too many years, I cared about someone other than me, wanted to put her needs first. Wanting to isn't enough. I needed to do. I needed to earn her love in return.
Talia curled into my body, her hair spilled across my chest, sleeping peacefully and secure like nothing bad had ever happened between us—and never would again.
No way in hell I believe that. I brushed her hair from her cheek and laid my hand on her steady heartbeat as I vowed to do anything—everything—to keep this precious woman safe and happy.
Sunlight peeked over the horizon. We had a couple of hours to linger in bed before we needed to get ready for work. I didn't mean to wake her up, but the greedy bastard between my legs wanted a playmate.
"Mmm... morning wood." Talia stroked my impatient cock.
"If you sleep with me every night, you'll never get any rest."
"Oh!" She squealed as I flipped her on her back and accosted her nipples. "Stop! Stop!" She slapped my shoulder. "Red."
"What the fuck?" I sat back and glared down at her.
"You can't jump me before I'm awake. That's not fair."
"I can do whatever I want, and you'll like it."
"Is that what you think?" Her muscles tensed, bracing for a fight.
No. Don't force her. Change of plan. "I think... I'd like to do unspeakable things to that sweet little body of yours." I circled her nipple with my finger and drew a path down between her breasts.
Her eyes lit up and her skin flushed a pretty pink. "Keep talking."
I let my hand trail off her thigh. "But I won't."
She tried to tempt me with a sexy pout. "Why not?"
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