Joseph’s eyes lit up, but he kept the scowl on his face. “Is that so? Why didn’t you fight me off, then?”
Nolie opened her mouth and closed it again. How the hell do I answer that? She hadn’t fought Joseph off because he was her husband, obviously. But if she identified him as such, she would mess with the game. Right now, he wasn’t her husband at all.
And if she fucked things up, she might earn another scare with the belt.
She took a moment to think of an appropriate reply. “You scared me. You were so strong I was afraid you’d hurt me if I tried to fight you.”
“Sure.” He rolled his eyes. “Poor weak little woman. What would that husband of yours think if he knew where you are right now? If he saw you all naked and spread for me?”
“I don’t know.” Nolie’s voice cracked. Her husband was seeing her this way, and she had no way to gauge what he thought of it. She studied his face hoping for some clue.
He gave her none, only a stony glare that made her shrink back. “Really?” he said. “I thought you knew him so well.”
“I do.” She hesitated. “I know him better than anyone, but I don’t know what he’d think of this.”
“Bet he wouldn’t be too thrilled about a strange man touching his naked wife.” Joseph let the belt dangle between Nolie’s legs again. “Or maybe it would turn him right the fuck on to see this. Maybe seeing you all flushed and panting would make him so hard it hurts.”
Nolie took that to mean Joseph was enjoying this as much as she was. Reassured, she let out a long breath and relaxed. “I don’t know,” she said again.
“We should find out.” He leaned closer to her. “Maybe I should send you back to him all filled up with my cum. What would you think about that, slut?”
“Strangers should use protection.” Nolie wasn’t able to resist the comment. Of course, she and Joseph didn’t use protection with each other, but if he was playing a stranger, he should go all the way with it.
“You’re a faithful wifey, I’m sure,” he said. “I doubt you have any diseases I need to worry about. And if I knock you up, who cares? After a little playtime, I’m going to fill that hot cunt of yours with my cum whether you want it or not.”
Stunned, Nolie stared at him. The way he spoke to her, so rough and crass, was adding to her need for his touch and his cock. He’d never spoken to her like that before, and now she wished he had. If he’d taken control this way sooner, maybe things wouldn’t have become so stale between them.
No, that isn’t fair. The decline of their sex life wasn’t all on Joseph. They’d both had a part.
Neither had taken charge. Neither talked about their desires and fantasies or attempted to do anything to keep the flame burning. That was what this game was all about, after all. It was Joseph’s plan to change things.
After this, Nolie had ideas for more changes she wanted to make. She couldn’t wait to share them with Joseph after their game was through.
Chapter Seven
Joseph pulled the belt back, then swung it to tap lightly against Nolie’s pussy. The contact jolted her but only increased her arousal.
He had to stop torturing her. He couldn’t make her wait any longer. Surely he could see how turned on she was and how much she wanted his hands on her, even if she was supposed to pretend she didn’t want him at all.
Again he let the belt swing against her. A tingle spread through her, centered between her legs. She ached for him and held her breath to keep herself from begging him to do something. Anything at all, as long as it made her come. Goddamn it, when will he give me some relief?
“You want to come, don’t you?” Joseph sounded far too pleased with himself for bringing her to the point where she was flushed and panting. Or maybe Nolie was merely projecting her thoughts to him. His expression didn’t betray anything at all.
She nodded, seeing no point in hiding how badly she wanted relief. Maybe if she was honest with him, he would get her off.
“Ask, bitch.” He slid the belt up her torso and neck, and she tilted her head back. He gazed into her eyes with an unreadable look in his own. “Beg me to let you come.”
“Please,” Nolie said tentatively.
He tapped the belt against his hand and narrowed his eyes. “That’s the best you can do? I said beg!”
Nolie had never begged Joseph for anything in their marriage, but now the words tumbled from her mouth as though on their own. “Please. Oh God, please let me come. I’m so fucking wet and horny right now I can’t stand it. This is the worst torture. Please don’t do this to me anymore. Please let me come!” Wide-eyed, she pressed her lips together, forcing herself to stop.
She needed him far too much. So much she barely managed to keep up the fiction of not wanting him at all.
“That’s a good little slut. Tell me what to do to you. I knew you wanted me the minute I grabbed you at your house.” He dropped the belt and cupped her mound, pressing a finger against her clit.
Nolie gasped and stifled a cry. The one touch was almost enough to make her explode. She squirmed, pushing her pussy against Joseph’s hand.
He grinned. “You want it like that?”
“Yes, please!” Nolie caught her lower lip between her teeth to shut herself up.
Staring at her intensely, Joseph fingered her clit so hard it would have hurt if Nolie hadn’t been so turned on. She gasped and bit back a moan. He rarely touched her so roughly, and she loved it.
She closed her eyes, and he cleared his throat. “Keep those pretty little eyes open. I want to see you when you come.”
With effort, Nolie obeyed. The pleasure centered in her pussy radiated through her entire body, and looking into Joseph’s eyes, she saw her desire reflected. Her heat grew to the boiling point as he fingered her, giving her the pleasure and relief she’d so desperately needed. After waiting so long while he teased and turned her on, she was so close to coming she doubted it would take more than seconds.
And Joseph knew just how to touch her, just the right amount of pressure to use against her clit, exactly when to thrust a finger inside her and then withdraw. His warm breath on her face, the scent of his aftershave and sweat, and the touch of his hand all fueled her ecstasy until the climax hit, nearly wiping all consciousness from her.
She cried out Joseph’s name as she came, barely hearing her own voice. Her hips bucked, and her hands convulsed, though she had nothing to grip. Pleasure washed through her, and she struggled to remember how to breathe as her body went limp.
After a few seconds she opened her eyes. She didn’t remember closing them. She hoped she hadn’t angered him.
“Good bitch.” Joseph kissed her forehead, a surprisingly tender gesture from the man he was supposed to be, though perfectly right for Joseph. Then he touched his finger to her lips. “I’ll forgive you for closing your eyes this time, but don’t do it again. You got me wet. Look at that sweet pussy juice. Clean it off.”
Tentatively, she licked his finger and tasted herself. It wasn’t something she was used to, but she didn’t mind the slightly sweet tang of her own fluids. She looked up at Joseph and waited for his next instruction.
He thrust the finger into her mouth. “Are you just going to lick? Suck it. Show me what you want to do with my dick. I want to see whether you’re going to be good enough for me to let you suck my cock or if I should just fuck the shit out of you.”
Nolie shuddered and let out a soft moan. Coming seemed to have made her even hornier, and she almost begged Joseph to fuck her. She silenced herself just before the words escaped. They were still playing their game, and Joseph might not have appreciated the request. Not to mention she couldn’t speak with his finger in her mouth.
She lightly sucked his finger and ran her tongue around its tip the way she usually did to Joseph’s cock when she gave him blowjobs.
His eyes lit with pleasure. “Nice. You’re a good little cocksucker, aren’t you, bitch?”
Nolie merely looked up at him an
d continued sucking. She had no way to reply and wasn’t certain he wanted her to anyway.
He laughed. “Did you learn your lesson not to speak? Or are you just so devoted to sucking something you don’t want to stop?” He paused. “Oh, wait. You can’t answer that either. Good. I think I should see what you can do with a dick.”
He slowly pulled his finger out of her mouth and stepped back. Not taking his gaze from her, he unfastened his pants and pushed them down enough to reveal his hard, long cock standing against his abdomen. A bit of moisture glistened at its tip, and Nolie’s mouth watered.
“You want this?” Joseph asked in a hoarse rasp. “Bet it will taste better than my finger. Especially if you make me come.”
“Yes,” Nolie said softly. She wished she could stroke his shaft. It looked harder than she’d ever seen it, and she could have sworn it twitched as she looked at it.
Only one of her hands was cuffed. She could have touched him. But despite her desire, she kept her hand down. She didn’t have permission, and right then, she wouldn’t do anything without Joseph’s command.
“Do you let that husband of yours come in your mouth?” he demanded.
Caught off guard by the question, Nolie paused. She loved tasting Joseph’s cum when he let her suck him to climax, but that had happened less often as their jobs had taken more of their time. When they had only minutes for sex, giving Joseph a complete blowjob instead of merely wetting his cock wasn’t possible. And even in the past, although she’d sucked him off many times, he’d preferred coming in her pussy. Joseph usually stopped her before she brought him to that point. Sometimes it disappointed her. She wanted to taste him, but he rarely allowed it. She’d never argued with him, though. If he preferred coming in her pussy to coming in her mouth, she had no problem with it.
Maybe now she would have a chance to get him off with only her mouth. The possibility sent another thrill of desire through her.
“I would let him if he wanted,” she said.
“Really?” He raised his eyebrows. “And would you let me if I wanted?”
Nolie started to nod, then reconsidered. “You’re a stranger. Why would I let a stranger come in my mouth?”
He narrowed his eyes. “Because I’m going to ram my cock down your throat and fuck your mouth until I come anyway, so you might as well agree. It’ll be more enjoyable for you that way.”
Before Nolie could respond, he moved closer to her and pushed her head down to his cock as he’d done in the kitchen the day they’d first discussed the game. “Open wide, bitch.”
Anticipation racing through her, she opened her mouth. He pushed his shaft between her lips and far enough to make her gag slightly. Deep throating was not one of her skills.
He pulled back and grasped her head with both hands. “I’m going to fuck your face. Got it? Don’t gag. Just suck and only use your mouth, no hands.”
She wasn’t sure she would be able to help gagging again if he went too far, but she nodded as much as she could with him holding her head. He twined the fingers of one hand through her hair and tightened his grip, letting his other hand fall to his side. “Do it.”
Nolie licked his length, and Joseph moaned. “Stay still. Just lick and suck, bitch.”
She nodded again, and he began thrusting slowly in and out of her mouth. With Joseph controlling the movement, Nolie found it difficult to keep up her licking and sucking, but she did her best. He didn’t seem to mind her awkwardness. He closed his eyes and made small noises. Looking up at his face, Nolie saw only pleasure in his expression.
A salt tang touched her tongue, and she swallowed reflexively, though she knew he wasn’t coming yet. She’d seen Joseph come too many times to mistake the signs. Precum. She must have been doing something right.
“Oh fuck.” Joseph groaned. “You are good at sucking cock.” His hand tightened more in her hair. “Keep going. I’m almost there. You want my cum to slide down your throat?”
She couldn’t answer, but it wouldn’t have mattered if she had. He was going to do whatever he wanted, and she wasn’t about to stop him.
Encouraged and excited by his reactions, Nolie barely managed to follow his command to stay still as he fucked her mouth. His cock twitched between her lips, and his breathing grew harsh and heavy. Nolie tasted more salty fluid, and Joseph tensed.
“I’m coming. Be ready, bitch.”
He grunted loudly and bucked against her. A burst of liquid filled Nolie’s mouth, and she swallowed again just as Joseph spasmed a second time. More fluid erupted from him, and Nolie swallowed that too.
She felt triumphant. He must have been so fucking turned on to come in her mouth, and she was proud of herself for making it happen.
After a few moments, Joseph relaxed and withdrew. He picked up her shirt and wiped his cock with it, then dabbed her lips. Nolie stifled a protest. At least he wasn’t completely ruining the shirt the way he had her pants.
“Good job, slut.” He tossed the shirt onto the floor. “Did you like that?”
“Yes.”
“Yeah?” He smiled unpleasantly. “Good. Now listen carefully. I’m going to untie your legs and uncuff you. If you try to fight me, I still have my belt. Understand?”
“Yes,” Nolie said again. She tensed. They weren’t finished playing yet. He wouldn’t actually beat her—at least she didn’t believe he would—but her heartbeat sped up and her chest tightened at the threat.
Joseph unfastened the handcuff and bent to untie the scarf and Nolie’s pants. Slowly, so he wouldn’t think she intended to kick him, Nolie straightened her legs in front of her. Her knees were stiff and achy from being held in the same position for so long. She grimaced and immediately tried to hide it.
Joseph watched without speaking. When she lowered her legs again, he yanked her to her feet. She squeaked a protest and caught her lip between her teeth so she wouldn’t unintentionally make another sound.
“Bend over,” he ordered.
“What?” Nolie blinked.
He spun her around, facing away from him, and cuffed her wrists together behind her back. “I said, bend over, bitch,” he snarled. “Get your ass in the air. I’m going to take you from behind and fuck you so hard you’ll want to scream. But you’d better not make a goddamn sound. If anyone hears you and calls the front desk, you’ll have all hell to pay.”
She nodded and bent, trying not to lose her balance since her hands weren’t free to catch her if she started to fall. Joseph pushed down on her shoulders until she was leaning so far over the back of the chair her face almost touched the seat. He wrapped one arm around her chest, holding her up, and his cock pressed against her ass. He was hard again already.
“Are you ready for the fuck of your life, slut?” he growled.
“Yes.”
“I don’t think I heard you.” He leaned over her. “What did you say, bitch?”
“Yes,” she whimpered. “Fuck me.”
He brought one hand down hard on her ass, and she jumped. “Ask nicely,” he ordered.
She moaned. She needed him so badly she couldn’t stand it and could barely find the words he wanted her to say. “Please fuck me. Please.”
With one abrupt thrust he entered her and started fucking her so hard her teeth chattered. She tried to move with him but gave up and simply let him use her. It felt incredible, the friction and excitement of being held so firmly by his strong hands.
Her pleasure built so rapidly she couldn’t even try to keep it back. And she didn’t want to. Every movement of their bodies, every touch of Joseph’s hands added to the fire within her. She had waited so long for him to fuck her, and now he was doing exactly what she needed.
He was doing exactly what she’d fantasized, and she couldn’t have loved him more for it.
As her pleasure built, Nolie breathed in sharp gasps. The sensations were too strong, too much to hold back. As much as she wanted to prolong their fuck, she was far too close to coming, and she needed the release
more than anything.
“Your cunt is so fucking tight, whore,” he murmured. “You’re such a good fuck.”
The only answer Nolie could manage was a sharp cry as her climax hit, powered by her own arousal and Joseph’s rough actions and words. Her pussy clenched around his shaft and her knees buckled. If not for his arm around her she would have fallen and wouldn’t have even cared. Sparks of light flashed through her vision, and she closed her eyes.
Joseph clapped his free hand over her mouth. “Shut up, slut. We don’t want to scare the neighbors.”
As pleasure continued to course through her, Nolie barely managed to quiet herself. And just as she silenced her moans, Joseph slammed harder into her and shouted wordlessly as he spasmed inside her.
He leaned heavily on her back, panting, and Nolie tried to keep herself from falling. Fortunately, after a few seconds, Joseph straightened.
“Just the way I promised, slut.” He slowly pulled out of her. “All filled up with my cum. I guess you’re going to have some explaining to do when your husband sees you like this.”
“Yeah. I might.” Nolie slowly inhaled and exhaled, and decided her legs were steady enough to hold her. She stood and turned to face him. “May I clean up?”
“Just a minute.”
He picked up her shirt again and touched it to the head of his cock before approaching her. Nolie braced herself for his next move, but with gentle hands he unfastened the cuffs and let them fall to the floor.
He brought her hands to his mouth and softly kissed each wrist. “Enough’s enough. Did I hurt you?”
“No.” Nolie touched her wrists. “I’m fine. The game’s over?”
“Yes.”
Joseph nudged her legs apart and cleaned her pussy with the shirt. Nolie groaned to herself. She just hoped any stains would wash out.
After a few seconds, he dropped the shirt on top of the cuffs and pulled Nolie into his arms. “I love you. Did you enjoy our little role-play?”
“I love you too.” She snuggled against him. “You scared me a couple of times. And what about the sliding door? That’s going to cost a fortune to fix.”
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