by Joanna Blake
Her eyes were wide as she did what I asked. I thought of how long she'd played hard to get. I thought of how she'd run out on me. I remembered how scared I'd been that I might have lost her.
I never wanted to feel that way again. Then again, giving her a little taste of her own medicine might be fun… a lot of fun come to think of it.
Oh yeah, I was going to make her wait. I wanted to make sure she fully appreciated me and my gifts. Only then would I unleash the beast.
I smiled down at her, making sure the knots would hold, but still give us leverage to move around.
Then I did something that made her squeal in surprise.
I flipped her over.
Camille
"What are you doing?"
"I'm exerting my manly rights."
I was trussed up, tied with my arms above my head, lying on my stomach. I felt Cade lifting my hips and shoving a pillow underneath them. Then he seemed to reconsider and added another one.
My ass was high up in the air, leaving me totally exposed.
All of me.
"You are quite the sight for sore eyes, Miss Camille Rivers…"
He made a low, appreciative grunt, splaying his hands on my ass.
"Where to start…"
I wiggled, eager for him to get on with it. I denied myself of his lovemaking too when I ran off. I missed it and I missed him. More than I could have imagined. But he was screwing around back there.
Then I felt it.
A single drop of lube on my ass.
I groaned as his finger slid inside me.
"Two for the price of one. I like that."
I felt his cock spear my pussy, slowly pushing inside. He groaned as I bore down on him, welcoming him home. Then he pulled out again.
I almost screamed in frustration.
The finger in my ass was joined by another digit as his cock slid back into my waiting pussy. I sighed as he worked me, his cock sliding in and out while he fingered my backdoor. It felt good. So good I was about to come-
He pulled out again.
"Tsk tsk Cami. You need permission to come, sweetheart."
"Hmmff… please Cade… no more games!"
"It's not a game sweetheart. I want to be sure you're not gonna run out on me again."
He rubbed the tip of his cock against my pussy lips, teasing me.
"You are so wet Cami. It would be a shame to waste all that lubrication."
I groaned as he pushed his cock against my ass, replacing his fingers. He slid inside me. I knew he was punishing me. I knew he was going to make me wait to come.
"Sweet Jesus woman, you feel good… the things you do to me sweetheart… hold on tight now."
He braced himself behind me and started to push forward, coaching me the whole way. I whimpered at the over stuffed feeling of his huge dick inside me. I wanted him to fuck me, yes. But the other way dammit!
He had one hand on each cheek as he started to saw in and out of my ass.
"Open up for me, Cami. If you relax you'll enjoy it. Remember last time?"
I tried to do as he said and relax. To open myself up like he asked for. He grunted as he slid in a bit further.
"Fuck yes, that's it."
He fucked my ass in silence for a while, grunting like an animal. It felt good, just not good enough. I was so close to coming, I thought I was going to explode.
"How do you feel, Cami? I bet that pussy feels real empty about now."
I could have cried. He was right. I did feel empty. Even though this felt good, it wasn't the same.
It wasn't going to make me come.
Not without a reach around, which he was clearly not going to give me. And I couldn't do a damn thing about it with my hands tied.
I wondered how long he was going to make me wait.
"Oh God Cami you are going to make me come with that hot little ass of yours!"
He started pumping faster, still not the whole way inside me. I felt his cock expand and the first hot gush of his come inside me. Then he pulled out and splattered my back with his load.
I lay there, listening to him breath.
He left and came back with a warm washcloth. He cleaned me up gently, pressing a kiss on my lower back. Then his hand ran back down until it was resting on my inner thigh. I gasped as the back of his hand brushed my swollen pussy lips.
"Are you hungry?"
"No."
"Thirsty?"
"No, Cade."
He slapped my ass.
"Good. We have things to do."
Cade
"That's it sweetheart. Get all hot and bothered for me. Fuck, you're making me hard again already."
I knealt behind her and played with her pussy, stroking it with the lightest touch. She squirmed and rocked, trying to get closer to my hand. I just laughed, pulling my hand away and blowing cool air on her slick lips.
"Such a bad girl. Bad girls don't get to come Cami. You know that. Not until Daddy does. At least a couple of times."
"Cade, please! This is getting ridiculous!"
I let my fingers toy with her for a minute again.
"You know what's ridiculous? Not knowing where the hell my woman was. Trying to play ball and imagining the worse. Being scared out of my Galdamn mind over worry for you."
She moaned as I slid a finger inside her.
"Don't you want to make me feel better, sweetheart?"
"Oh God… yes, Cade… I do."
I shifted until I was in position behind her, rubbing my cock against the glistening folds. I wanted to dive in there. But I also wanted her begging for it.
I wanted her to feel as desperate as I did.
Meanwhile, there was another, equally delightful option waiting just above…
"Beg me Cami. Beg me to fuck you."
"Please Cade. Please fuck me."
"You want me to fuck your pussy? Say it. Beg me."
"Please fuck my pussy… I am begging you."
"No."
I slapped her ass and nudged my cock against her bottom.
"You made me wait. I want you to know how it feels to be denied. While I feel you."
She groaned as I pushed my cock inside her. It was a lot easier this time, but still snug. Oh yeah, I was going to like using her ass when she pissed me off.
I was going to like it a lot.
"We have a lot of catching up to do. A lot of trust to regain."
I pushed forward until I was nearly the whole way in and hissed in pleasure.
"It's going to be a long night, Princess."
I spent twenty minutes slow fucking her tight little rose bud. She shimmied underneath me, her hips rising to meet mine. I knew what she wanted. But there was no way in hell I was giving it to her.
Not yet.
"Fuck woman, I could stay inside you forever."
I reached down and stroked her pussy lips.
"Here too. You feel so fucking good. It should be illegal."
She made a squeaking sound as I pulled my hand away. She was too close. There was no point in punishing her if she came right away. I grinned, stroking my cock deeper into her ass.
"Hell, in certain states, this is illegal."
I stared down at those two gorgeous, bouncy globes, watching as my cock slid in and out from between them. A droplet of sweat fell on her ass and I grimaced. It reminded me of earlier, when I'd blown my load all over her.
I wanted to come inside her this time though. At least once tonight. Maybe twice.
No. Three times.
Fuck man, I had a lot of work to do.
"Baby, tell me you won't run again."
"I won't, Cade. I promise."
"I don't believe you."
She whimpered in frustrated pleasure as I picked up the pace, slipping even farther into her ass. She was so hot and tight it almost hurt. I clenched my muscles, trying to hold back my orgasm.
"Maybe I have to keep you horny and wanting me all the time."
She moaned in protest
. I grinned, feeling my balls swell up.
"Would you like that Cami? Having to wait to come? Maybe only on special occasions… Meanwhile, I would get to get off whenever I want."
"No!"
I cursed as the seed started to rise. I pulled out and flipped her over, coming all over her tits. I stared down at her as I tugged out the last few drops.
"Maybe I just need to keep you tied up."
She had her lips open, staring hungrily at my cock.
"You want this don't you?"
She nodded.
"Please Cade…"
"I need to go clean up. Then you can show me how much."
Camille
I let my head fall back, relaxing my neck. I'd been slobbering all over Cade's cock for a half hour. Now he was straddling me, sliding his shaft into my mouth.
I couldn't believe I was enjoying this. But I was.
Cade Dupree was face fucking me. Gently face fucking, but still. The old Camille would not have approved.
The new Camille was desperate though. She would do anything to gain Cade's trust again. She would do anything to come. She was cock starved and needy.
"Damn woman, you could suck the marrow from a bone!"
He grunted as he guided his cock deeper into my throat. I gagged and he withdrew. Then he pushed forward again.
He'd showered after our last encounter, leaving me tied up. I knew he was angry with me, but he wasn't hurting me. He was just being a pain in the ass.
A very sexy, demanding pain in the ass.
Literally.
"You like this don't you?"
He reached back, not waiting for an answer. I couldn't exactly talk with my mouth full. I gasped around his rod as his fingers found my clit, and twirled.
My hips shot up as his cock slid further into my throat.
"Hmmfff God that feels good… suck me, Princess."
I tried to, but I really couldn't get any traction. He didn't seem to notice.
"Fuck, you could make me come again already. But that wouldn't be fair."
I stared up at him as he smiled. Then he grabbed his cock and squeezed, pulling it out of my mouth.
"Alright sweetheart. You've earned your reward. I might even untie you."
I didn't say anything. I just wanted that cock inside me. Now.
He sat back, contemplating me. Then he loosened my bonds from the bed without untying me. He slid my arms around his neck and grinned.
"How about a kiss sweetheart?"
His lips came down on mine. I moaned at the feeling of his chest against my bare skin. He reached down and lifted one thigh. I was still wearing my garters and stockings, but nothing else.
It felt illicit, dressing up like this for a man. Even I had to admit I felt sexy.
Like we were in our own private porno.
Then I felt him against my pussy lips, easing his huge cock inside me. I sighed at the exquisite feeling of his hard shaft filling me up. He pierced me, slowly driving in until he was all the way home.
I loved this man.
Not just his perfect cock and his bossy ways.
Him.
I was afraid to tell him though. So I kept my mouth shut and held on for dear life as he started to ride me. Almost immediately, I was coming.
I bit back a scream of pleasure as he stopped moving, staring down at me. He flinched as I clenched down on him, again and again. I shook all over the mattress, sure I would slide off the bed and onto the floor.
But he kept me pinned beneath him, speared in place by the sheer size of his stiff prick.
He waited for me to finish coming. Then he started again. He ground into me, his body rubbing against my clit with each thrust. I was so sensitive now that I knew I would be coming again in no time.
It was too much pleasure. Too much sensation. I felt my grip on myself slip away as I became one large nerve, zinging with ecstasy.
"Oh oh oh ohhhhhh!"
He grinned at me, circling his hips slower now.
"I don't have to come anytime soon. You took care of that before. I can do this all night."
I whimpered, shaking helplessly with the force of my orgasm. That's when I realized what he was doing. The man was diabolical.
Before he wouldn't let me come.
Now he wouldn't let me stop coming.
He sat up, his dick still embedded in my quivering pussy. Then he licked his finger and smiled at me as he slowly brought it down to my clit.
And rubbed.
I screamed as my body arched off the bed, the orgasm tearing through me with an almost painful force. I was struggling to breath as it ended, trying to find my equilibrium and failing.
He just smiled and stroked his cock in and out, in and out. The aftershocks would not stop. I was still coming. For at least ten minutes now, I'd been trapped inside one giant orgasm.
"Cade… please…"
"You want me to finish?"
"Oh God! Yes- fuck I'm coming!"
I went limp as another orgasm ripped through me. I felt wetness on my cheeks and realized I was crying.
He kissed my cheek but he didn't stop the motion of his hips. In the back of my mind I noticed that he was pulling something out from his jacket pocket where it lay on the side of the bed.
"Camille… I need you to focus. I want to give you something."
I opened my eyes and looked up at him through a haze. I was getting close again. If I came again, I thought I might faint.
He waved something in front of my face. I saw a large solitaire diamond ring. No.
He had Three diamond rings.
"Marry me Camille."
It wasn't a question. It was a demand. A state of fact.
"I would get on my knees but I like it better when you do."
I almost laughed at his dirty joke. I would have but I was coming again. He made sure of it as he swirled his finger over my clit again.
"Marry me… marry me."
I screamed my answer.
"Yes yes yes YES!"
I saw Cade grin and he kissed me. I felt his cock expand as he started to come. And then I passed out.
Cade
I lifted my angel, holding her in my arms while I turned on a cool shower. She'd said yes. And then fainted.
She'd scared the hell out of me!
The water splashed against her face and her eyes opened. I took a deep breath. She was okay. She'd only fainted.
"Are you alright? Cami love?"
She nodded, blinking her eyes. She still looked woozy. I had worked her too hard I realized. My angel was delicate.
"I'm so sorry, sweetheart. I went too far."
"I'm okay. It's fine. I just-"
I waited for her to say something but she just smiled and reached to turn the temperature of the water up. We washed each other gently, kissing and touching each other all over. I was happier than a hog in a salt marsh. I was pretty much the luckiest damn man alive.
I dried her off and wrapped her in a big fluffy towel. Then I carried her back to the bed. I pulled her onto my lap and fished around for the rings.
I held one up with one hand. Then I held out the other two rings.
"Which one do you like?"
She laughed and hid her face from me. She chose one and I held it at the tip of her finger. We stared into each other's eyes as I slid it on.
Wouldn't you know it, the one she picked was the one that fit perfectly. We both stared at it, sparkling on her slender finger. It meant something, that ring.
It meant our plan to get hitched was real.
I grinned and kissed her beautiful lips before putting her to bed. She curled into my side. I started to fall asleep with a big shit eating grin on my face.
Damn straight, this engagement was off to a fanfuckingtastic start.
We slept until noon and then I got up to make her breakfast in bed. She deserved it. She skipped her coffee this time and disappeared into the bathroom as soon as I brought in the tray.
The water
was running but I thought I heard retching. I knocked on the door, wondering what the hell was going on. I was instantly worried about my girl.
I guess that was just the way it was when you loved someone.
"Are you alright, sweetheart?"
I hoped so, because I was in the mood for a nooner. Or two. Or three.
"Yes- I'm fine. I'll be right out."
I wandered around her bedroom, looking at her things. There were built-ins all along the exterior walls. Bookshelves and photos and a large window seat. I walked over and smiled. She'd been sitting up here when I surprised her last night.
Snuggled up with a big blanket and some books.
I frowned, picking one up.
What in high heaven was this?
I was staring at the book in my hand. There was a lady with a swollen belly and a soft, glowy smile on her face. It was a pregnancy book. One of several. It wasn't a fluke.
My Princess was prego and she'd neglected to tell me. I was thrilled for a minute, grinning ear to ear. Then I realized she hadn't told me and wondered why.
I could have hurt her last night. I could have hurt the baby.
God dammit!
I didn't know if I should whoop and holler or give her a firm talking to. She should have told me. I wouldn't have kept her up so late.
I would have been gentler.
Not much, but a little.
She should have told me!
Then a sneaking suspicion started to form.
What if- what if that's why she said yes?
My heart started to thud, hard and heavy. I knew I was the daddy. There was no way any man had been inside her before me- not for a good long while. A man could tell these things.
But… I'd been trying to knock her up. Maybe that's why she ran. Maybe she wanted to get rid of it and changed her mind! Maybe she was only marrying me because of the baby!
I rubbed my head. I'd created this situation. It was all my fault.
But that didn't mean the woman loved me the way I loved her.
Maybe she was just be being practical.
Lord knows, Camille was smart and efficient.
Damn it, I should have asked her to marry me sooner.
Now I would never know if she really loved me.
