She forcefully swallowed another lump. “I-It’s a word you say that stops all forms of sex.”
“Correct. The words should be something you would normally never say during sexual play. I like to stick with colors. Yellow and red, like the traffic lights. Yellow will let me know you’re beginning to feel uncomfortable in what we’re doing. When you say the word, I’ll know to pull back and talk about what is making you uncomfortable. Most of the time nerves will get the better of you. Use red, and we stop altogether. Do you understand the colors?”
She nodded. It meant a lot to her that he took her fears of the unknown so seriously.
“Good. I want you to strip and get on the bed. Lie on your back.”
Nicole eyed the bed, then quickly turned her gaze back to his.
“Is there a problem? If there is, you need to use your safe word, and we can either stop right now and talk about it. That’s why your safe words are important. Without them, I don’t know how to take care of you. I’m not a mind reader.”
“I won’t need to use a safe word.”
“Then do as you’re told, or say the word. I don’t like to repeat myself.”
Her tense hands flew to unfasten her bra, letting the material slide down her arms before dropping to the floor. “Beautiful. Show me the rest, little one.” His voice so soft, it floated in the air with his gentle demands. She watched his gaze roam over her body. His features softened, but the blueness in his eyes darkened as they filled with heat. He liked what he was seeing in front of him and that gave her the added boost of self-confidence she needed to strip completely bare in front of this man.
Her body shivered with the thought of Ice seeing her naked. She tingled at having her body on display for him and made her want to please him. It felt like the complete opposite of how she felt every time she took her clothes off on the stage. While in the public eye, she felt dirty and cheap. He made her feel safe and wanted.
Her hands drifted to the button at the top of her jeans. Unhooking them, she sent the material to fall away from her hips and legs before kicking them to the side. The small scrap of her panties followed. She cast her eyes up to him, and a blush heated her cheeks. Excitement bubbled inside her to see how her naked body affected him.
His eyes were consumed with lust, darkening the beautiful blue to virtually black. “Gorgeous, baby girl. Now get on the bed and do as you were told.” His voice dripped with a hunger she only just recently understood.
On shaky legs, she made her way in front of him and over to the bed. Dropping to the mattress on her knees, she crawled toward the headboard, then turned onto her back, lying flat as he had instructed.
“Perfect.” He moved to the foot of her bed. Leaning over he reached for both her ankles. Holding them one in each of his hands, he pulled her legs wide apart. “I have no rope to secure these. Be a dear and hold them open.”
He moved from the foot of the bed and over to her side. Bending one leg at the knee he sat on the edge of the mattress facing her with one hand on the bed beside her as the other hand moved to draw the pad of his thumb across her bottom lip. She sucked in a sharp breath at the feel of his softened touch.
“One of the first things I noticed about you were these right here. These soft, pink lips. All I’ve wanted to do is suck on them and see what they would feel like against my tongue.”
The soft pad of his hands trailed a feathery path down her chin, through the hollow at her throat to her collar bone. With his fingers spread wide, he slowly brushed one at a time over the tight tip of her nipple.
His touch tickled the path down her stomach, pausing at the top of her bare mound. He lingered there, just shy of touching her core. Working his way back up her body, he pinched one nipple and then the other. He applied the right amount of pressure to get her attention and cause another clench of her inner muscles, but it wasn’t enough to satisfy her growing need. His teasing mouth and hands were driving her crazy.
“The second thing I noticed about you…” His proud grin consumed her so much that her own lips curled up at the corners. “These breasts. Not too big, not too small…” His words trailed off as he leaned in, placing kisses on the tips of each nipple. “They’re perfect.”
“It’s good to know you’re not going to feed me the bullshit lines that every man typically tells women, that it’s my eyes that caught your attention.”
“You do have beautiful eyes, little one, but I’m a tits and ass man.”
“All breasts in general?” she teased him.
“Most females. I mean, I’m not into male breasts but…then again, a breast is a breast.”
She playfully smacked his arm as she laughed. She could get used to seeing this playful side of him.
“Right now, these are the only breasts I want to see. To feel. To suck.”
His head lowered as he drew her right breast inside his mouth until the entire globe nearly disappeared between his lips. The hand that had been supporting his weight moved to cup and toy with the other breast.
The dulling ache in her pussy jolted, pulsing wildly alive, at the feel of his hands on her body. She expected his hands to be worn and calloused from hard work and fighting, but the skin of his palms that massaged her into a puddle were smooth and soft. Releasing the suction of his mouth from her nipple, he shifted to the next, giving it the same treatment as the first.
Her eyes drifted closed and her head rolled off to the side as she soaked up the feeling of his hot mouth on her body. One of her hands moved up his shoulders, curling over the hard muscles there. The other one slid into his hair at the back of his head holding him to her breast. She loved the weight of his body over hers, the feel of his heaviness pressing her into the mattress.
Ice quickly drew up and away from her as if her touch had burned him with acid. Suddenly his feet were at the side of the bed, turning toward her dresser as he started opening drawers.
“Can I help you find something?” she asked leaning up on her elbows to watch him search through her belongings.
He turned away, closing the last drawer and walked over to her closet. Yanking the door open he pushed clothes to the sides until he found what he was looking for. He stopped and turned around to face her once again. “Lie back. Eyes closed,” he demanded, not allowing her see what he found in her closet.
Whatever he held in his hands couldn’t hurt her too bad. She didn’t keep anything besides clothes in her closet. Falling back once again, she did as he told her. Anxious to see what he had found among her things to use against her.
The bed dipped low at her side once again and even though he didn’t touch her, she could sense his body inches away from hers. With her eyes closed, she jumped a little when the soft material touched her face to lay flat over her eyes. Her hands immediately came up to touch the blindfold he had put in place.
“Do you trust me, Nicole?”
She tilted her head slightly toward the sound of his voice. She loved the sound of his accent saying her name. “I-I do. It’s just…”
“You either do, or you use one of your safe words and we stop and talk about this.”
It wasn’t that easy for her. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust him; she did, deep down in her heart. Ice would never cause her pain intentionally. She had never had sex with a man who had tried this hard to pleasure her. She wasn’t completely oblivious when it came to kink, but she did know the act of blindfolding during sex was meant to heighten the person’s other four senses. Make them feel deeper, smell stronger, and hear everything happening around them. She never had someone who care enough to want her to experience it before. “I don’t want to use my words.”
“Good to know. There’s one more thing I need you to do for me. While we’re in the bedroom, or in any room for that matter, as long as this body belongs to me, you will address me as Sir. Not by my name. Not by any other endearment. Understood?”
She nodded her agreement, but that wasn’t good enough for him. “I can’t hear you.�
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“Yes, I understand.”
She nearly jumped from the bed when a hard pinch trapped one of her nipples, hard enough to get her attention, but not enough to cause endless pain.
“That will be a yes…what?”
“Yes, Sir?”
“Good girl. Now raise your arms up and grab ahold of the bars on the headboard. If those fingers leave that spot before I tell you to, I will consider it the same thing as using the safe word red. Do you understand me?”
She started to nod her head, then quickly remembered to choose her words. “Yes, Sir.”
“Excellent. I’m happy to see you’re a fast learner.”
Another heated blush spread over her cheeks at his praise of her. She found it oddly amusing that she liked the way it made her stomach flip with happiness to hear him tell her she made him proud.
Nicole could sense him coming closer to her, making her smile as his lips gently touched hers. Sighing into his mouth, she opened herself freely to him. This kiss felt like nothing he had given her before. The others were hard and demanded she give herself over to him. This kiss was so light and soft, one could actually use the word romantic.
In reality, she didn’t want to be the stupid girl who put other emotions behind his kiss. It was nothing more than the hot desire that raged through both their bodies.
With her eyes completely covered, she focused on the feel of his mouth. His lips moved from her mouth, over her chin, down the center of her throat and over to her throbbing nipples. She arched her back in the hope of pressing them closer to his mouth.
“Are you trying to get that ass of yours spanked to a lovely shade of red?” She felt him place his hand flat across her stomach to push her back down. He hadn’t told her to be still. He had told her not to let go of the headboard. She decided against taking this moment to point that out to him. Instead, she let out a sultry little sigh. “Sorry, Sir.”
“Good girl.” His hand moved from the flat of her stomach sliding down the length of her middle until the bottom of his palm rested on the edge of her pelvic bone, her bare pussy only inches away from his touch.
She squeezed her eyes closed behind the blindfold, she couldn’t see anyway, but it felt as if she were staring into the darkness. Her eyes fluttered open against the material as his touch grew closer to where she burned to have him touch.
“Hold your legs open for me, sweetheart. Don’t let them close no matter what you feel.” Her mind jumped to obey his demand, but she had forgotten again to answer correctly.
“Do you understand me, little one?”
“Yes, Sir.”
The bed shifted again as his weight lifted from the mattress. She couldn’t hear him moving around the room thanks to the carpet on the floor, but it didn’t surprise her when she felt the bed dip again, but this time at her feet.
“Sex is an exchange of pleasure. Pleasuring you pleases me. The more you please me, the more pleasure you will get from this.”
“Hmm, sounds pleasurable.” She smiled.
“It will be. I’m going to give you your first, real task, little one. I want you to remain completely still while I eat this delicious looking pussy. Can you do that for me?”
Her clit throbbed at his words. It bordered on damn near painful; more wetness leaked from her. Heat spread across her cheeks at the thought of him having a front row view of her wet, throbbing pussy.
“Nikki?” he paused, waiting for her answer.
“Y-yes…Sir.” What she really wanted to do was grab his head in her hands and bring that wonderful mouth of his down to her, but she couldn’t.
“What color are you at? Green, yellow…red? I need to know before we can continue.”
Oh no. There was no way he was stopping now. “Green, Sir.”
“Good.” With his weight already on the bed, the mattress dipped a little further up toward her knees. The pads of his fingers glided up the outsides of her calves to move over the sensitive flesh of her thighs near the junction of her legs, before beginning the descent back down. The weight of his body moved lower on the mattress as he inched closer to her core.
“Are you wet for me, baby?” His breath drifted over her, touching all the parts of her skin that he hadn’t yet. “Don’t think about lying either.” He dipped his upper body closer to hers.
She couldn’t lie to him since he had the perfect view of her weeping folds. She was spread wide open on the bed in front of him. But he wanted to hear her say the words. “I’m wet for you. Sir.” She lifted her hips off the mattress offering herself up for his taking.
Ice leaned closer to her, sliding his prickly, stubbly cheek against the creamy soft skin on her thigh. As he took her womanly fragrance in, a deep moan escaped him. “I can smell how ready you are.”
She couldn’t stop her body from bucking her hips slightly off the bed. She needed him to stop teasing her and get on with his promises. She couldn’t see him lying between her opened legs, but she could feel him there. For a quick second, she thought about grabbing his hair with her fingers and pulling his mouth to where she ached the most. He had warned her that moving her hands would be the same as saying red. She didn’t want this to end. She wanted him to hurry up and take the wonderful pain away he stirred inside her.
She felt his hot breath against her skin as he moved from thigh to thigh, kissing her tender flesh. When she didn’t think he was ever going to give her what she needed, he moved to her wet slit, forcing her to cry out from the throbbing need that over took her. “Please, Sir. I need you. It was starting to ache too badly.” She could barely handle the intense throb between her legs.
“Mmm. I know, little one.” He slid the flat of his tongue across the hard nub of her clit. Her hips shot off the bed again; this time he welcomed the thrust. The feel of his slick tongue over her sensitive flesh, as he trailed long wet laps through her folds, drove her insane.
“God, yes. Sir, please?” she whimpered the words as her mind screamed at her to shut up. She had no control over herself while she struggled to reach her orgasm. He could ask her to jump off a bridge at this very moment, and she would gladly agree if he would only give her what she needed.
His lips and tongue worshipped her little nub until it grew swollen and nearly painful.
“Sir, I’m going to come.” She panted, rolling her bottom lip between her teeth trying to hold on to any scrap of patience she could.
Ice unlocked his mouth from her and eased back, but not before she felt him slide two fingers deep into her wet opening. His thick digits filled her, taking much needed pressure off her tender nerve. Her muscles twitched, gripping down on him, holding them inside her as her body flew over the edge of orgasm. Soft moans touched her ears, and she recognized them as her own.
Nicole’s body immediately pulsed back to life, following her release. Her surrender wouldn’t last forever with his fingers still buried inside her.
“I want you to hold back the need to orgasm, baby girl. I let you have that one to take the edge off. Now I need you to learn to let yourself go when I tell you to.” His fingers slowed inside her but didn’t pull away.
Orgasm denial? She had heard about this in the kinky BDSM books she had read. She had only heard of it as a form of punishment. Had she done something wrong? Something she wasn’t supposed to do? The need to apologize fought its way to her lips. “I’m sorry, Sir.”
His hand stilled. “Sorry for what?”
She rolled her bottom lip between her teeth again. “I-I’m not sure.”
“If you don’t think you did anything wrong, then don’t apologize.”
“I don’t want to disappoint you.” There it was. She laid it out in the open. Confessing her feelings out loud and opening herself up made her vulnerable to him. Shit, it made her vulnerable to herself. The need to please him grew more intense, making her shiver with the possibility that she cared for him more than she should. More than he warned her not to.
She was thankful to be blindfolded.
If she had to look into those blue eyes of his at this moment, she would lose the composure she desperately held onto.
She flinched as his warm breath hovered over the wetness of her opening. “You can’t disappoint me.” His mouth latched back onto her slick folds as his fingers plunged into her depths once again. Twisting the direction of the pads of his fingers, he toyed with the nerves deep inside her passage.
“Oh my God.” Her fingers tightened around the bars of the headboard. She desperately wanted to dig her hands into the short locks of his brown hair and ride his mouth hard and fast until she found the end to her misery.
“Please, Ice…I can’t take much more.” Her wails were mixed with gasps and sharp intakes of breath as his tongue skillfully played with her. Her hips came off the mattress trying to seek closeness, only to have the palm of his powerful hand cross to her abdomen and hold her back down to the mattress.
“Stop trying to control it, little one. You’re almost ready.”
He sucked her hard clit back into the warmth of his mouth using his lips to suckle her. His teeth softly chewed on the sensitive ends causing her to buck against him and nearly jump off the bed.
Ice drew back, releasing the hold his mouth had on her. “Are you ready, baby girl?” He didn’t get the entire question out before she screamed her yes to him.
She could practically hear his smile before diving face first back into her depths. This time his tongue did the attack as he applied pressure to her overly tender clit. Licking up and down, he made his way to her opening.
Her legs squirmed and her hips bucked, pushing her pelvis toward his mouth. She felt like she was going to burst. She couldn’t last any longer. “Ice…I…can’t.”
“Come, baby. Come for me.” Given the command, her body immediately released, letting go to soar full force over the edge. Her hands flew from their spot at the headboard and dug into the brown silky locks between her thighs. Holding him there as she rode wave after wave of pleasure. Her own scream echoed in her ears as she unknowingly released it.
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