What he couldn’t help but wonder was why now, why him? He’d save those particular questions for later. Right now, he needed to hear her say the words that would give him the consent he needed to sink deep within the tight confines of her pussy.
Already there were wicked thoughts on exactly how he wanted to fuck her scrambling through his mind.
“Tell me what you want.”
She licked her lips, an enticing sight that sent his already heated blood boiling. “I already did.”
“Then tell me again. This time, Mira, I want you to do it in words you know I’ll understand.”
A deep, shuddering breath filled her lungs and was just as shakily exhaled before she steeled herself enough to speak. Her gaze was locked on his, a concession to his slight control over her actions that gave him just a glimpse of what his future might be like with such a woman as this as his partner. His submissive.
“Would you please tie me up so that I cannot get free and then fuck me?”
Her cheeks were flushed when she finally finished. Whether from embarrassment or arousal he had no clue and it didn’t much matter. She’s said the words he needed to hear.
Waiting no longer than it took to gather the hemp rope he preferred to use, Nash removed the single leather cuff from Mira then bound her wrists together in front of her. Once finished, he moved closer to the chair, viewing it with a critical eye. The narrow base of the back as well as a strategically placed hook or two caught his attention and a plan began to form.
The large, goofy-looking jack-o’-lantern taped to the top sort of threw the whole thing off but being as it was Halloween and a costume party, there wasn’t much Nash could do about it.
“Go through my bag and find the brown paper sack.”
He’d bought two attachments for the chair in anticipation of her arrival. One was a long, slender anal probe and the other an average-sized dildo. When she did as instructed, bringing the bag to him, Nash thanked her then tucked it under his arm.
Facing Mira, Nash asked, “You’re sure this is what you want?”
“Yes. It is.” The conviction in her words was strong.
“From beginning to end it’ll be my way, Mira. You understand that, don’t you?” She once again answered in the affirmative.
“Good. Let me hear you say your safe word so I’m sure you remember it.”
“You think I’ll need it?”
Nash held back a growl. The little imp had a habit of answering questions with questions. It was a habit the palm of his hand anticipated being fun to break her of.
She must have recognized her mistake. “Oops, sorry. My safe word is mouse.”
With the back of his hand, Nash stroked her cheek. “Good girl, but next time there’s a good chance you’ll feel my hand on your ass. Just a bit of advanced notice for you.”
Nash motioned Mira closer to the chair. He’d mulled over whether or not to completely undress her and quickly decided against it. There was just something about fucking her with that sexy little costume on that made his cock rock-hard. If things went well, there would be plenty of time later to explore every inch of her nude body.
Right now Nash wanted to give Mira what she’d asked for, to be bound and fucked in a way that assured she’d never be able to forget him or their night together.
It took Nash a couple of minutes to add a piece to the chair so the seat was completely solid. Once the task was completed, he unbuttoned his shirt until it hung loose. He then toed off his shoes before deftly unfastening and removing his pants and boxer briefs.
The way her gaze traveled down his body sent a jolt of need shooting straight through him. It was so hard not to just bend her over the chair and pound into her.
“After I sit down, I want you to straddle me, facing me, with your legs on each side of the back of the chair.”
Nash fished a condom from the pocket of his pants before seating himself. When he was comfortable, he tore into the brown bag Mira had brought to him earlier. He extracted the brand-new anal probe and a small bottle of lube then dropped the bag to the floor.
After attaching the probe in the holder made specifically for the use of a toy, he helped Mira to get safely into position. She was reliant on his help due to her hands being securely bound at the wrists.
The red hemp rope he’d brought looked lovely against her skin. Nash planned to see her artistically bound from neck to foot in the stuff just as soon as humanly possible and he’d be the one doing the binding.
“Place your hands over the hook, baby.”
He kept a hand on her hip as she reached up to do so. Her position placed the sensuous swell of her abdomen at face level. In such close proximity, it was impossible not to smell the scent of her arousal.
Blowing his heated breath against her skin caused Mira to gasp. Nash couldn’t help but chuckle.
“All done, little mouse?”
“Yes.”
Nash reached around Mira to roll the condom down his length. Once protected, he flicked open the bottle of lube then proceeded to put a generous amount of it on the toy and his fingers.
His next move was to prepare Mira to take not only the anal toy but his cock. Nash could tell she knew exactly what he had in mind. It was obvious she knew her position facing him placed her in the perfect position to take his cock in her pussy and the slender toy in her ass.
By the time he’d thoroughly lubed both her pussy and the tight opening of her ass, she was teetering on the edge, mewling her need.
“Look at me, Mira.”
Her green eyes fluttered open and locked on his. They were glazed with lust, seeing without seeing. “You ready to feel me deep inside you, baby?”
Mira nodded and struggled against the ropes holding her captive in an effort to get closer. It was all Nash needed. With one hand on her hip and another positioning his cock, he lowered her until their bodies touched.
Chapter Four
Mira felt Nash’s cock nudge against her opening and couldn’t help but moan at the contact. He was hot and hard and not nearly fast enough for her taste. She wanted to just drop onto him, taking his whole length in her body in one fell swoop, but the way his hands held on to her hips made it impossible.
“Slow down, baby.” Nash cooed the words, his voice a low, rumbling purr.
Wet and on edge, Mira felt as if she were teetering on the precipice of something astoundingly big.
Huge. Ginormous.
And he just didn’t understand.
Frustration got the better of her and in a tone that sounded like a combination between a whine and a growl, Mira answered, “I don’t want to slow down, Nash. I want you to fuck me. Now.”
And once again, he just stopped. His hands squeezed her hips, and although not overly painful, Mira was sure there would be bruises come morning.
“My way or no way, little mouse. Your choice.”
God, he was a bastard. No, not just a bastard, a rat bastard. So why did his attitude and the control he so easily exerted over her make Mira even crazier with lust? She knew he meant exactly what he said too. Something in his eyes warned he would just as soon lift her off his cock and stop everything then and there rather than allow her to take the lead. He and he alone would dictate what would happen and when.
“Okay.” Hell, there was a good chance she would have agreed to just about anything to get Nash to bury himself deep within her.
“Okay isn’t good enough, Mira. Let me hear the words so I know you understand.”
His tone combined with the piercing steel gray of his gaze was mesmerizing. Nash had the ability to make Mira want to submit parts of herself she’d never known existed.
There was just something about him that urged her to not only do as he asked but to take everything he offered then give herself completely in return. It was hard to make herself understand why the thought of pleasing him made her very happy.
Mira shook her head slightly as if doing so would clear her mind. All the things whirling around in her
head were too much to think about when the feel of Nash’s broad cock head wedged just inside her channel had her nearly mindless with lust.
“Yes, Sir. Your terms. Your way. Always.”
She wasn’t at all sure where the words came from. Mira would think about their implications on where her life was going and how they would play out in the dynamics of their relationship, if there were to be a relationship, later. Right now though, she just needed to feel his cock thrust hard and deep inside her.
“But would you please hurry?” Mira lowered her head between her upstretched arms until her forehead touched Nash’s chest and hoped against hope he would take pity on her. She gave a little wiggle of her hips for good measure.
She felt Nash’s laughter before she heard it. “Minx.”
The man was sensually sadistic and cruel in ways that had the ability to make Mira gush with arousal. She was ready, so damn ready to be thrust down on his length, to feel the slender anal probe filling her from behind. But he made her wait until her body was so tense she thought she’d snap.
“Please, Sir. Please fuck me. Pleasepleaseplease.”
Mira was well aware her words made very little sense but she couldn’t seem to string a coherent thought together much less put them into more than a whimpered plea for fulfillment.
“Mmm, you’re so pretty when you beg, little mouse.”
Any other day, any other time, Mira would have taken the words as an insult but coming from Nash as they did, his words felt like the best compliment she’d ever received.
His large hand stroked her hair, lingering on her ponytail where he pulled gently but insistently. The action brought her head back and away from his body. Mira knew exactly what he wanted without him speaking the words. Nash wanted to look into her eyes, see her reaction as he lowered her onto his shaft.
“Look at me.”
Mira had been expecting the command. She’d even thought she was prepared for it. For some reason though, meeting the intensity of his gaze was still extremely hard to do.
Mira took a deep breath and complimented herself on only jumping mildly when he gave her hair a firm tug.
“Yes, Sir.”
Then she did as she’d been told, lifting her face to his. If she were going to give Nash all of her, even if just for the night, and truly experience what it was he had to offer her as a dominant, withholding herself in any way was a very bad idea.
Once again with a hand on her hip, Nash began lowering her onto his cock. The width of his shaft as he filled her stretched to the point of burning. It was a feeling Mira loved. The slight sting, the awareness that she was alive and doing something so pleasurable and emotional.
Sex was not something she was either pro or novice at, but something she had never before experienced in quite the way she was right now. When she’d taken enough of him in that she felt the anal probe at her ass, she instinctively tightened against the invasion.
Although it had always been a fantasy to be doubly penetrated, it wasn’t something Mira had ever tried. Not even in the privacy of her own house with her plethora of toys.
“Relax and let us in, baby. You’ll love it. Trust me.”
Trusting Nash was easy. But relaxing enough to accept not only his hot and hard length deep within her but also that of the smaller anal probe was not as easy. His strong hands on her hips, persistent yet gentle, guiding her where he wanted her, left Mira little choice.
She moaned long and deep in her throat when the toy finally worked its way through the tight ring of muscle protecting her back entrance. Its invasion stroked nerve endings already heightened by nearly unbearable arousal.
“Oh god…so good.”
“Yes, baby, you are such a good little girl. My good little slut.”
The words were dirty and should have angered and humiliated Mira. Instead they had an aphrodisiac effect on her.
Once completely seated on his length to the point of being overfull, Nash began moving Mira up and down, entering and exiting her body in a slow, rhythmic motion that had the power to raise her higher and higher until Mira felt as if she were no longer trapped inside her own body.
When she began to tremble and tiny ripples of pleasure started deep in her core, Mira knew she was on the verge of climaxing. She just needed a little more. But of what she had no idea.
Nash on the other hand knew exactly what she needed. He tugged her corset down until her breast swelled over the top, leaving her nipples free for his mouth. The feel of his teeth pinching their twin peaks as well as the rate at which he increased their pace with one hand still at her hip was exactly what Mira needed.
“Come for me, Mira.”
The sound of Nash’s voice strained and rough and was what finally sent her spiraling. Mira’s body bucked against his of its own free will. The contractions of her orgasm were powerful, milking his cock and the toy in her ass, making it so Mira felt every pulse and vein.
Had Nash’s shout not rang throughout the room, she would have still known he’d come. His cock swelled even larger within her and although covered by the thin barrier of the condom he’d used to protect them, Mira could still feel the warmth of his release.
With patience and caring that was impossible to miss, Nash lifted her from his lap, causing Mira to gasp as his cock and the anal probe left her body. He stood her on wobbly legs then made quick work of ridding himself of the condom and cleaning up. Within seconds he was back at her side untying her wrists.
“Very pretty.” Nash’s fingers caressed the marks left by the rope he’s used to bind her. “I’d like to see marks just like those all over your body, little mouse. How do you feel about that?”
Mira couldn’t keep her hands off him now that they were free. Rubbing her fingers across his chest, she peered up into his face. “I’d like that too.”
“Yeah?”
She loved it when he asked the single-worded question. There was just something sexy as hell about the way he said it. He’d always driven her absolutely insane when doing so at work. Mira couldn’t even count the times he’d muttered that one word more than likely out of habit and had her panties wet.
“Yeah.”
Nash wrapped her in his arms. “That would require you spending more time with me.”
“I’d like that too. I think I’d like being yours.” Actually it sounded like heaven to Mira or a wish come true, perhaps both.
Nash’s features changed. His smile disappeared and his gaze bore into her soul instead of sliding languidly over her body the way it had mere minutes ago.
He had to be sure Mira understood exactly what it was she was getting herself into. “This isn’t a game to me, Mira. It isn’t even a lifestyle, it’s life. This is the way I am. It’s the way I’ve always been and always will be.”
“I know.”
Nash doubted Mira comprehended exactly what it was he was asking for, but if she stayed his, she would in time. That much he knew for sure.
“And you still want to be mine? You want to be owned by me?” He purposefully used a word that would send most women scurrying for the door.
Mira looked at him then, an impish smile curving her lips. “I can’t promise there won’t be times I don’t annoy the hell out of you, but yes, Sir, I want to be yours.” She kissed his left cheek.
“Owned by you.” She sensually rolled the words off her tongue before kissing his right cheek.
“Your terms.” This time she nipped his earlobe, sending every free blood cell in his body straight to his now aching cock.
“Your way.” Next it was his mouth. Mira tentatively placed her lips against his then waited for Nash to deepen the kiss, which he did with the greed of a starving man at a feast.
“Always.” The single word was whispered against his lips before Mira dropped to her knees.
Nash’s still nude cock jutted straight out, begging for attention. He waited a few seconds to see what Mira’s next move would be and was very pleasantly surprised when she looke
d up at him from beneath the thick veil of full lashes. “May I, Sir?”
With a hand once again wrapped around Mira’s ponytail, Nash guided her mouth to his cock. She opened her warm lips wide for him.
“Your lips look pretty wrapped around my cock, Mira. Just like I knew they would.”
Her startled green gaze flew to his and she began to back away from him in order to speak. Nash held her head where it was and enjoyed the way her eyes widened.
“We’ll talk about it later.” Nash could only assume she was wondering why he’d envisioned her giving him a blowjob before. He was surprised Mira hadn’t considered how attracted he was to her.
Nash held Mira’s head right where he wanted her while pumping his hips. His cock pistoned in and out of her mouth. The sight of her cheeks hollowing as he plunged his length into her mouth was erotic as hell.
“Just like that, baby. Suck me just like that.”
Her hands slid along his thighs, inching toward his balls, bringing him close to the brink when he was not yet ready.
“Hands behind your back, Mira. I only want to feel your mouth on me.”
She whimpered and waited a fraction of a second before doing as told. The submission of a woman like Mira was heady as hell and made Nash feel as if he could take on the world.
Mira was a woman who knew little to nothing about the way Nash lived his life. Going only on instinct and a desire to please him, she was magnificent.
“Good girl.”
Here lashes fluttered down, her eyes closing as she hummed her delight at his words against his cock. “I’m glad you like it when I call you my good girl, but I want your eyes open, watching me watch you suck my cock, little mouse.”
Nash had stilled, keeping his cock resting between her lips, his hand grasping her ponytail tight as he spoke the words. When she opened her eyes and their lust-glazed depths were once again resting on his face, he began to pump his hips.
Between her watching him and the sight of her lips and tongue working his shaft so nicely, Nash was not going to last long. Mira must have sensed his impending orgasm because she picked up the pace, sucking him harder, using her tongue and making some of the sexiest noises he’d ever heard as she did so.
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