Tied Down

by Vanessa Waltz

  I will literally suck your dick off if we go out again. I do anal.

  This time she throws her head back and laughs, the phone shaking in her hand. It’s a beautiful sound that makes a hot drop of pleasure run down my throat. I take the phone from her, chuckling.

  “See?”

  “Why do you get their numbers if you never call them back?”

  I shrug as a shard of unpleasantness suddenly bursts the bubble of my happiness. The truth is just far too depressing.

  “I don’t know.”

  She smiles at me, and I don’t think I’ll ever forget that smile. My heart bumps a little when she slides her hands around my neck.

  “You’re here alone, aren’t you?”

  She nods as a deep blush fills her face. “Yeah.”

  Perfect.

  My mouth hovers over her ear. I brush back her hair with a finger and her shoulders shiver.

  “Do you want to go somewhere to talk—in private?”

  I figure that’s more polite than, I want to fuck you.

  Her head turns, her lips inches from mine. I’m startled by the warmth gripping my insides when an uncertain smile pricks her face. “I don’t know.”

  “Yes, you do.”

  She jerks her head to the side. “I don’t.”

  “Why offer to buy me a drink, then?”

  Her heated gaze falls back over me, strong but unsure. “’Cause I—” She breaks off with a chuckle of bitter laughter. “Never mind. I should go.”

  Her body slides from my lap, but I catch her before she can fall, wrapping both arms tightly around her small waist. She turns to me with a scandalized look.

  “Hey!”

  My chest rumbles with a small laugh. “I’m not letting your sweet ass out of my sight until I get what I want from you.” My mouth hovers right over hers. “Thirty minutes. Alone.”

  “Thirty minutes? What— Is that some kind of joke?”

  Her eyebrows arch high right before I spread my palm on her back and drag my fingernails down.

  “If I’m not the best fucking lay you’ve ever had after thirty minutes, I don’t deserve to call myself a man.”

  Fingers clench the back of my head.

  “Okay.”

  Awesome.

  I stand up from my stool and deposit her to the floor gently, holding out my hand for her to grab. She slides a smooth hand in mine and then I curl my arm around her waist, feeling her rapid breaths as her cheeks blaze. I leave a tip for the bartender and climb the stairs to the VIP rooms, which I hope are deserted. A quick glance through the glass doors tells me no.

  Fuck.

  I open the door to a room filled with soft purple leather couches, the black lights emitting an annoying dark haze over the whole room. A loud group sits in one of the couches, but there’s no way I’m fucking this girl with a crowd of people listening in, so I make a beeline for them.

  My eyes meet the surly gaze of some backwards-baseball-cap-wearing douchebag.

  “Johnny Cravotta needs the room emptied. Get out.”

  “Shit—he’s here?”

  “That’s none of your concern.”

  As a matter of fact he’s not, but it’s not like Douchebag will try to challenge a wise guy. They exchange worried looks and rise from the couch, filing out one by one as the door finally shuts us into silence.

  The girl’s arm trembles at my side and I take it, leading her to an empty couch. She sits down like a small bird and I sink into the leather beside her, curling an arm over her shoulders. Her curves press into my side as she twists her body, my blood pounding where she daintily touches my leg. Heat spreads across her pulsing chest. The red blush fills her skin like a fever. I slip my fingers under her white spaghetti strap and caress her shoulder. I have half a mind to pull it down. She’s not wearing anything else underneath— Holy fuck; I’m hard as a rock.

  Her tremulous voice breathes out again. “Do you have a girlfriend? Wife?”

  Not yet.

  “No.”

  It’s fun watching her squirm. Desire parts her lips as I continue my slow massage of her shoulder. Her eyes keep lingering on my face—my lips. Blonde hair shifts, obscuring her face from view.

  “I—uh—fuck,” she laughs into her hands. “I’m so embarrassed.”

  My other hand touches her chin, and she turns back toward me. Warm breath mists over my mouth and for a moment I can’t hear anything but the roaring sound of my blood.

  “You shouldn’t be shy.”

  “Why’s that?”

  “Because a girl like you gets whatever she wants. All you have to do is ask.”

  “I just—”

  I hear her sharp intake of breath just before I close in the few inches between us. My lips touch hers as the hand playing with her shoulder snakes into a tangle of her hair. Heat smolders between us as she kisses me back, hesitant at first and then more forceful. She shoves the jacket from my shoulders and finds the space under my neck to touch my bare skin. Then I’m on fire—my hand falls down her shoulder to grab one of her tits. The fabric is so fucking thin that I can feel the stiff peak of her nipple. My thumb caresses the hard nub and a high, desperate sound leaves her mouth to enter mine.

  Jesus Christ.

  I want this fucking girl. I want her tits in my mouth and her pussy swallowing my cock, but I only have a half hour before I really have to leave.

  Pick up the fucking pace, Jack.

  She pulls back and I inwardly groan as she gives a little shake of her head.

  “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

  “I’m supposed to be somewhere.”

  “Me too.” My hand reaches down her back, grabbing the edge of the camisole and dragging it up, over her skin. Her eyes widen like saucers as I lift it over her creamy white globes and all the way up. I fling the camisole away and cover her tits with my hands. Fucking gorgeous tits. “I’ll fuck you really nice and fast—that’s what you want, isn’t it?”

  I’m distracted by the feeling of them in my hands, and a low growl issues from my throat when she nods.

  “What’s your name?”

  Her heartbeat slams into my hand and I just want to rip the rest of her clothes off, but she drags her fingers up and down the back of my neck.

  A smile staggers across my face. “It’s Jack.”

  “I’m Beatrice.”

  “Hello, Beatrice.” My mouth fastens over her nipple and she gasps as I take the other one between my thumb and forefinger, pinching hard as I drag my tongue over her skin and suck. She clutches my neck and digs her fingers, letting out a loud moan that surprises me.

  I might as well taste all of her. I did promise to be the best lay she ever had.

  “Stand up, sweetheart. Do it now.”

  My teeth bite into her wonderful, jiggling tits before I smack her ass. I see the red mark blazing on her white skin as she pulls away to stand up in front of me shyly. Her lips are plump and wet, and the way her hair looks slightly mussed up makes me want to bend her over the coffee table. She sucks in her bottom lip and bites it. My cock throbs, growing along my leg like a steel pipe.

  “Take off your clothes. All of them.”

  I watch as my command runs through her body. She hesitates, looking over her shoulder at the glass windows.

  “Do as I say.”

  Her head snaps back as she sucks in a deep breath, hooking her thumbs in the waistband of her jeans and pulling them down with agonizing slowness. They drag over her bony hips, revealing a shaved pussy gleaming with wetness. My mouth waters to see the rest of her creamy thighs and calves. I follow her hands all the way down until her feet step out of her jeans.

  “Get that beautiful pussy in my face.”

  A thrill hits my chest as she steps forward, following my every command. Damn, she likes taking orders, doesn’t she? It’s hot. My eyes are on the sheen of wetness sticking to her inner thighs. My cock strains against my slacks as she stands on the couch uncertainly. My hand slides up the back of her
thigh, right up to her tight ass. I fondle her perfect bubble and then I strike her hard. Her muscles twitch and she lets out a sharp gasp.

  “Closer.”

  “But I’ve never—”

  My hands circle her thighs as she stands up on the couch, bringing me face-to-face with her pussy, which is the exact same shade of pink as her blush. I don’t give a fuck that we’re exposed to the entire club—I can’t waste another second without my tongue inside her. My lips touch her clit and my tongue slides against her sweetness.

  “Oh my God!”

  She curls her fingers in my hair and yanks hard enough to make me grunt.

  I guess she likes it.

  I reach back with my tongue all the way and slide along her slippery folds, feeling her rock against my mouth as her body gives in to pleasure. Her pussy drips and I drink her in, enjoying the mild taste as her muscles clench around my tongue. Then I grind against her, shoving myself deep inside her cunt as I massage her soaking clit with my thumb. I feel my briefs getting wet with the pre-cum slipping out of my cock, and I so badly want to rip my pants off and yank her down over me. I kiss her, circling her nub as my fingers slip inside her. Goddamn, she’s so wet for me.

  I hammer her cunt with my two fingers, sucking her reddened flesh as she grips my hair and screams something in my ear.

  “Kiss me!”

  Shit.

  I pull her hips down so that she falls to my lap. Soft, round tits smash against my chest as she throws her arms around me and crushes her mouth to mine. My body falls backward and I just manage to catch myself with an arm thrown behind myself. Her voice is raw, panting as she kisses me, sweeping inside my mouth to taste herself. Feeling her wild tongue inside me makes me wonder what it’d feel like to have her swallow my cock, but we’re pressed on time. Fucking hell.

  Her nails drag over my skin, scratching me as she rips off my dress shirt. Scattering buttons hit the marble floor. I sit up as she yanks the shirt from my body, my heart pounding hard, driving alcohol from my head.

  Heat simmers just below the surface of where she touches me. She runs her fingers over my muscles, her rosebud mouth flushed from kissing me. I grab the back of her head and twist her long hair into a rope, kissing her neck. She gasps.

  “Lie down and spread your legs.”

  Then my hand slips from her neck and my heart pounds against my skin as she looks up at me, her eyes wide. They’re so blue. She obeys me, her tits spreading over her chest as she lies down. I just want to throttle through and fuck her until the whole club can hear her screams, but the vulnerability in her eyes stops me. I follow her gaze below my belt, to my livid erection pressing absurdly against my slacks. She flinches as I undo my belt and fling it aside. Then I walk right to her head and pull down my slacks and briefs. Veins throb along my cock and a glistening bead of pre-cum hangs precariously as my dick springs free from my pants. I fist the base of it and watch her lick her lips.

  “You like it, sweetheart? Want to touch it?”

  A grin tightens my face as she reaches up and grabs me with both hands, moving up and down as if she’s never touched a cock before. She cups my balls with one, the other held firmly at the base. My cock jumps in her hands.

  “You’re so big.”

  “I’ve primed your pussy so that I could fuck you with every inch.”

  I reach down and grab one of her tits as she plays with me, and then she looks at me with an uncertain gleam, her lips inches from my cock.

  “Can I?”

  She leans forward before I can respond, licking the pebble of pre-cum from my head. I squeeze her tits hard as she starts forward again, wrapping her lips around my head. A deep sigh leaves my throat as her tongue slides underneath, all the sensitive nerves on fire from her mouth. Now she’s sucking my cock, her beautiful, innocent eyes looking at me shyly, as if for approval. It’s fucking hot.

  “Don’t be shy, take it all the way.”

  Using my hand, I apply pressure to the back of her head and watch my cock slowly disappear in her throat. She pulls back to breathe, my dick greased with her saliva, and then she tries again.

  “I want your nose to touch right here.”

  I point to the skin right above my groin.

  Shit, I love blowjobs. Sloppy, wet, noisy blowjobs, and this girl seems to be the queen of them. She grabs the base of my dick hard and runs her tongue along my shaft, gagging herself, and my muscles flex. It’s so hard not to just grab her head and fuck her throat, especially when she reaches around to grab my ass, pushing my cock deeper inside. My cock touches the back of her mouth, and then her nose touches my body. Good God, any more and I’ll come inside her.

  “Good girl,” I say in a heavy voice, feeling as though I’m drunk again. “Very, very good girl.”

  I love the view. Gorgeous, naked girl, sucking my cock. She moves on all fours and grabs my hips, and I can’t stop admiring her. The way her back dips, the delicate curve of her spine leading to her perfect ass, still pink with the imprint of my hand.

  “Stop.”

  My cock throbs against her lips as she gives me a questioning look, and I bend over as her creamy neck arches with my hand gently pulling the back of her head. Then I seal my kiss against her lips, grabbing her one of her tits with a rough hand, feeling their orbicular shape, the way they bounce in my hands. Fuck, I can’t believe how hard I am. I taste myself inside her mouth, my tongue playing with hers. My hand slips lower, away from her chest to her other curves. What a nice ass. So tight I could probably bounce a penny off her. Then I sweep around her hip to that pussy that’s already creaming for me.

  Her head lolls on my arm when my two fingers slide inside her tight walls, her eyes lit in an expression of ecstasy. I slide them in torturously slow, watching how she twists and how her legs move and how she bites her lip and moans anyway. She’s a sexy sight. I keep finger-fucking her, increasing the pace as her pussy gets soaking wet—the sounds unnaturally loud. Perhaps it’s because I can only see and hear her, and my dick feels like it’s going to fall off soon if I don’t hammer that perfectly primed cunt.

  But I want to get her as close to the edge as possible. I pride myself on my abilities, on leaving every girl satisfied. I don’t want this girl satisfied—I want her floating on cloud nine; I want her to sing ballads about my cock.

  She grasps my neck with her dainty fingers and moans into my mouth like a slut. Blood pounds in my head like a hammer. I’ve never been so worked up in my goddamn life. It’s the sounds she makes.

  “Jack, please.”

  I slide my fingers out of her, my cock jumping when I hold them to my face and suck every drop of her.

  “You taste so fucking good.”

  Red flames lick her cheeks.

  “I think I’m going to take turns fucking you and jamming my tongue as far as I can inside that sweet pussy. How does that sound?”

  She kisses me. No, she attacks me with her arms winding around my neck and her tongue down my throat. Her fingernails rake the back of my neck, and it’s fucking hot, but I push her back gently so that her heaving body lies on the couch.

  Get the fucking condom.

  I nearly rip the thing in half as I fish it out of my pants and roll it on my iron-stiff cock. She’s just the perfect sight. Nothing better than a wet and willing woman, legs already open for you.

  She wraps her legs around me and I guide the head between her folds, feeling that first bit of resistance. I slowly sink into her and she lets out a high gasp. I look at her, and her face is contorted.

  What the hell?

  “What’s the matter?”

  She pulls me down and I’m sure the vein on my forehead is ready to blow. I’m halfway inside this girl and I want to fuck the shit out of her. Her eyes are wide and her chest pulses hard, but she clings to my neck. I slide another inch inside, feeling how tight her walls are. I plant a kiss on her damp neck.

  “You need to relax.”

  “I—it’s been a while.”
/>   Oh, fucking great.

  “Do you want me to stop?”

  Please, God, say no.

  “No. Please.”

  I thrust again, hearing her breath hitch in her chest. I just love seeing her reaction to my huge cock.

  “It’s so fucking big.”

  “I told you I was going to bury every inch inside you.”

  I give her a moment to adjust and then I thrust a little harder. Her muscles loosen around me and she squeezes my head, raking her nails up and down my back.

  She clenches around me as I drive into her harder. Gradually I feel her let go. She digs her nails into my neck, raking them down until she anchors over my ass.

  “Oh my God, it feels so amazing.”

  “I told you.”

  I wait until her breaths start to quicken. Until every thrust rends a moan from her throat. Until I feel like I’m going to explode. Then I pull out, and her flushed face narrows at me. “What are you doing?”

  I shift my body so that her legs curl over my back and shove my face to her steaming cunt. It’s swollen with arousal. As soon as my lips touch her she clenches her thighs around my face.

  “Jesus!”

  I breathe into her pussy, sliding my tongue over the bud that makes her scream. My fingers spread her open and my tongue slips inside. Her pussy keeps clenching over my tongue as I drive it in as far as I can, closing my mouth over it to drink her. I stroke her thighs, even reach to touch her stomach. Her muscles twitch under my fingers and then she bends, sitting upright. She grabs my hair.

  I love the ferocity on her face. She shudders when I give her a clit a kiss.

  “Lie down, sweetheart. I’m not done.”

  She pulls on the roots of my hair. “But I want you now.”

  It takes everything inside me not to climb back over her and go to town. “I’m going to spank you if I have to ask you again.”

  Then her fingers loosen from my hair and I stick out my tongue. I slide up and down, waiting for her to gasp or moan, the sound hitting my cock. Jesus Christ, I have to shove my dick inside that wet pussy. I suck her hard, just flicking my tongue against her sensitive bud. She arches her back and grasps her hair.

  “Please!”

  Jesus fuck, I can’t take it anymore.