I crawl to the edge of the bed untying the curtains and letting them drape over the bed. He exits the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, water droplets glistening on his heavily muscled chest. He halts when he sees me perched on the edge of his bed in my flimsy teddy and the curtains billowing around me.
“Damn, I don’t know what I did to deserve you but tonight I’m gonna prove to you that you belong to me.” He drops the towel revealing his thick manhood already jutting up in excitement.
“Trust me I know who I belong to.” I say pulling him unto the bed. The drapes giving it another world feel, like paradise. He pushes me back against the mountain of fluffy pillows, prowling towards me his eyes predatory and feral. He reclines alongside me, his smooth skin still damp from his shower.
He kisses me tenderly running his tongue over my lower lips, I dart my tongue out needing the contact. He teases me, flicking his tongue against mine, not letting me fully capture him. I nip his lips, punishment for not letting me taste him. He laughs a wicked little chuckle from deep within, amused at my agitation of his reluctance to give me what I’m craving.
I reach out and grasp his cock in my hand and his smile instantly alters into heated lust. His eyelid droop and his mouth crashes into mine. My fervid moan echoes in my head as I’m overpowered by his tongue thrusting into my mouth. A sole finger glides lazily across the wet flesh between my legs. His moan vibrates against my mouth as he pulls away.
“You’re always wet and ready for me, “he murmurs against my lips.
He grabs both of my hands pinning them over my head as he kneels between my legs, his face inches from mine.
“You understand that once I tie you to this bed I’ll do what I want to you.” It was more of a command then a question. The authority in his voice sends delicious shivers through my body. I nod my head not sure my voice would cooperate. He leans over me reaching under the pillow pulling out a bundle of restraints.
Suddenly I feel sexually naïve. As experienced as I pretend to be the bounds make me really nervous. Sensing my building tension Liam caresses my face with his hands. His eyes encourage me to relax.
“You know I would never do anything that will hurt you but you have to trust me.” he massages my shoulders in an attempt to relax my tense muscles.
“I trust you,” I croak, taking a deep breath and sinking into the pillows.
He begins to attach straps right above each knee, watching me for any signs of fear or discomfort. I nod my head urging him to continue. He proceeds to attach another set of straps above my elbows. He bends my knees back attaching the straps on my knees to the strap on my elbows. A rope is attached to the strap at my elbow and tied onto the bed post. He stretches the ropes on each post leaving me spread eagle on the bed. I grip the rope near each of my hands, knowing I’m going to need to brace myself.
He crawls back between my legs admiring his handiwork. A sly smirk appears on his face as he dips his head between my legs, swiping his tongue over me then backing off. His finger caresses the lips of my pussy, coaxing more fluid out of my center. Light feather like touches brush against my clit sending jolts of pleasure through my cells.
My grip on the rope tightens as his mouth encompasses my warm heat, licking and sucking the cream seeping out. My groans increase in volume the more he manipulates my journey to ecstasy.
I gasp as his fingers close around a nipple, pinching it, giving me the perfect combination of pleasure and pain. The assimilation of such intense pleasure causing my hands to tremble against the bonds. He increases the sensations by slipping a finger deep in me. My head thrashes against the pillow, incoherent sounds coming from deep within my chest. He adds a second thick finger and I bite down on my lip, trying to hold off my climax.
The tingling begins in my core and spread upwards. His frenzied thrusts against my g-spot ultimately incite an explosion of euphoria. My high pitched wail bounces off the wall as something within me burst. Liam pulls his finger out as liquid gushes out of my core squirting over Liam’s chest and mouth. He laps it up hungrily, rubbing gently on my swollen nub prolonging my pleasure.
I wheeze sporadically, my body quizzers as I stare down at Liam’s awe struck face.
“That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” He places soft kisses over my pussy before rising on his knees. “I need to fuck you” he says.
He clasps the top of my teddy with both hands and tears it in half with a growl and throws it across the room. Now that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. He grips my hips guiding the engorged tip of his cock to my entrance. His eyes warn me to brace myself.
His first stroke is long and deep and my back arches as I let out a cry. There was no pause in his rhythm, he pounds into me ruthlessly. His large body all twisted muscles as he exerts his power on me. His skin is misted with sweat and face contorted with pleasure and intense concentration.
My eyelids droop from the sensations his deep strokes incite, obstructing my arousing view of Liam’s large body dominating mine. When it all becomes too much I rupture all over again, this crest no less extraordinary than the last.
Liam’s grunts penetrate my hazy brain. I can still feel my pussy contracting around him, gripping him so hard his rhythm falters. Deep harsh breaths puff from his lips. His darkened green eyes connect with mine and a flash of deep emotions passes between us.
“Come,” he commands between gritted teeth. I shake my head not thinking it possible to come a third time.
His hips power into me, eyes demanding me to comply. I close my eyes begging my body to submit to him, the sensations begin to tingle in my core as I give my lover what he needs of me. He roars as I contract around him.
“Fuck…so tight…so wet…” he mutters right before his head rears back, hands tighten around my thigh and he erupts as he reaches his climax deep within me. Hot jets of his seed flow into me. My pussy contracts milking every drop of his essence it can capture.
He heaves a breath as his trembling fingers work the bonds. Once he has me unstrapped he pulls out of my warmth collapsing onto the bed, cocooning me in his arms. His strong finger gently massages the impression left by the restraints.
“That was…” he pauses not able to find the words to describe it.
“I know” I respond, understanding how unexplainable what we just experienced was.
Chapter 13
Liam
Her sweet smell wakes me from the most tranquil night of sleep I’ve ever had, I’m pretty sure I slept with a goofy grin on my face. Her head is nestled under my chin, the sweet aroma of her hair enthralling me. I carefully disentangle our limbs, rising up from the bed adjusting my growing shaft. I smile at how perpetually hard she makes me. Even as she softly snores with her hair scattered on a pillow, my body responds.
I slide on a pair of pajama pants. I walk barefoot against the heated tile to the kitchen to start breakfast. I never realized how lonely I was until Ella invaded my life. She’s blasted through my barricade effortlessly. A lingering feeling of how pathetically vulnerable I’ve become haunts me. Taking out what I need to make a couple omelets, I think about how badly I almost fucked this up last night.
Bringing up that massage oil had been careless. I never even considered Ella questioning me about it. The confrontation with Arianna had not gone as well as I had planned it either. Going down there had been necessary to preserve my relationship though. I knew if Ella found out she could possibly leave so I needed to get Arianna out as quickly as possible. When Arianna opened the door yesterday she was wrapped in a towel and threw herself into my arms in excitement.
“We need to talk,” I say to her, pushing her off and slinking in the door.
“I haven’t seen you in two months, we can talk later” she says suggestively.
I turn in her direction and she cocks an eyebrow at me. The next few seconds seem to pass in slow motion as she loosens her towel and I watch it float to the ground. She prowls towards me but my hand shoots out and holds
her off before she can make contact, this situation feels eerily reminiscent of the Alice incident. Confusion sets in on her face at my rejection. Her eyes search mine, reading the solemn expression on my face she picks up her towel wrapping it back around her body.
“What’s going on Liam?” she asks flipping her long blonde hair over her shoulder, her blues eyes curious.
“We need to end our arrangement,” I say. “My assistant will call you and make arrangements for a new place if you’d like.
She gapes at me like I’ve just pulled the rug up from under her feet. She glances up, taking a deep breath to calm the anger I see brewing in her eyes.
“If this is about my being gone so often I can work with my agent and reduce the amount of photo shoots she books and I can be back from most runway shows in a couple days”
“Arianna this has nothing to do with your modeling. We both knew this wasn’t a permanent arrangement. I won’t apologize for something you were aware of.”
She closes the distance between us her eyes searching mine. “It’s someone else isn’t it?” her mouth twists into a disgusted grimace.
Since she’s staying in the same building she’ll find out soon anyway. I nod at her accusation, watching her eyes close as she takes a breath. “So you want me out so you can move someone else in here? That’s bullshit Liam, you owe me more respect than that.”
“I don’t owe you shit,” I bark, startling her. “I never made you any promises, don’t pretend we shared more than an occasional fuck.” This should not be so difficult, I may have softened for Ella but in this I’ll stand my ground. My women always know where they stand, maybe I kept Arianna around for too long and she assumes she has a significant place in my life.
“What if I don’t leave?” she crosses her arm over her chest, her pouting grating my nerves.
“This is my condo and my building I’ll have you removed. You have two days to get your things together and leave.” My instructions are curt and cold but she needs to understand she can’t fuck with me on this. Ella is my prime concern now and I need Arianna out before she finds out.
“Why don’t you just put her in another condo, I’ll share you with her.” she pleads desperately.
“She won’t share and I don’t need another condo. She’s already staying at my place.” I hope by letting her know where things stand with Ella she’ll cut the groveling and leave.
She stares at me completely bewildered. “You said you would never commit to anyone,” she whispers. “You’ve been gone for less than two months and you’re in committed a relationship.” Her volume raises a few octaves with each word. Her face turns crimson and I know I’m going to have to leave her to stew in her anger. I’m done here and Ella will be up soon.
I stroll towards the bathroom removing the bag I leave in closet and draping it around my shoulder. My eyes land on the massage oil and I grab it with the intension of rubbing Ella down later thinking it should help with her anxiety. Arianna stops me with a hand on my arm as I stride past her.
“Can we at least be friends? Can I call you sometime?” her eyes pleading with me. A little voice in my heads screams No, but I relent not wanting to be a total dick to her. I nod at her and her eyes light up, that small gesture changing her demeanor.
“Good morning,” Ella sexy voice brings me back into the present.
Warm hands wrapping around my waist and Ella’s soft body presses against my back. Her soft lips on my back send shivers down my spine and I’m hard again. I think it’s becoming a permanent condition.
“Good morning,” I say turning to face her. God she’s amazingly sexy in the morning. Her hair is disheveled and she’s wearing one of my shirts completely unbuttoned in the front. With every movement the loose material shifts giving me glimpses of her perky tits and the enticing v between her legs. She’s an enchantress, that’s the only way she could keep me so completely lost in her.
“Stop eye fucking me Liam, I’d really like to eat that breakfast you slaved over.” She scolds me, tapping her finger on my chest. I watch her walk over to the bar and take a seat, waiting on me to serve her. She knows she has me wrapped around her finger. Flashes of her tied to my bed run through my head. The way she squirted all over my face was amazing. Knowing I made her lose control that way makes my dick even harder. I place a plate in front of her and she glances at the tent forming in my pants and smirks as she begins eating.
After we eat I drag Ella to the shower letting her use her lips to bring me to an exhilarating release. She protests when I drag her to the bed to return the favor. Her complaints quickly abate and turn into moans of pleasure. Once I’ve spent myself deep within her I announce that we are ready to start our day. She insists on taking a swim so we change and gather towels and sun block. At the pool I regret not inspecting her swimsuit beforehand.
I watch the men at the pool gawk at her when she drops her cover up. The small strip of material over her breast barely covering her nipples, the bottom is not much better exposing most of her plump ass.
“You need to go change,” I declare. There’s no way in hell I’m going to sit here watching these fucks adjusting their erections trying to figure out how they’ll get to ease their ache deep inside my girl.
“It’s just a bikini Liam, other women are wearing them too.” She says sitting next to me on the lounge. “Besides everyone can see I’m with you,” her hand runs through my hair as she kisses me deeply. Her eyes plead with me to drop it as she pulls away. I know she's trying to manipulate me and it’s not going to work.
“I’m going to the boutique over there and getting you something that will cover up more than your nipples. If you as much as bounce we’ll have to watch men jerking off in full public view.” I storm off in the direction of the small store ignoring her pout.
I return holding a one piece swimsuit I know I’ll have to wrestle on her. My heart jumps into my throat when I realize Ella is lying on her lounger deep in conversation with Arianna. Why hadn’t I thought this would be a possibility? Arianna frequents the pool daily. I rush over preparing for damage control.
Arianna glances at me first wearing a bright smile. “Liam, hey what are you doing down here? I usually have to drag you down here.” She quips. She’s lying I’ve never been down here with her. I see the deceptive glint in her eye and know she’s planning to make this difficult for me.
Ella scrunches her eyes up at me searchingly. “You two know each other?” she asks suspiciously.
“Oh Liam didn’t tell you,” Arianna cuts in before I can answer. “I live in Liam’s other condo.” She winks at me suggestively. My fists curl into tight fist, refraining from snapping at the little bitch in public. Being constantly in the public’s eye warrants practicing restraint.
Comprehension flashes in Ella’s eyes and is instantly replaced with animosity. She beams a bright smile at Arianna, “Liam doesn’t keep secrets from me so he’s already explained his arrangement with you.”
Arianna is visibly shaken. She didn’t expect Ella to be aware of our arrangement. The element of surprise is what she was counting on to upset Ella.
“I don’t appreciate you coming over here, cozying up to me with the intension of stirring up trouble in my relationship” Ella snaps. “You’re as fake as those tits you paid for.” She gets up striding towards the pool. Whoa…Ella pissed is a force to be reckoned with. And so fucking hot.
Arianna glares at her snatching up her items from the lounger. “You never complained about my tits,” she says brushing past me.
I drop into a lounger pulling off my shirt and letting the sun warm my skin. I stalk every move Ella makes as she jumps in the pool and swims a couple laps. I can just picture that string she’s wearing snapping and all the men jumping in to help her put it back on just so they can touch her creamy skin. I pull my phone out quickly letting Gabby my assistant know that I need Arianna removed yesterday. I’m not putting up with her trying to destroy my relationship.
Ella
steps out of the pool and water washes down her scantily clad body like something from a wet dream. A nearby man builds up the nerve you approach her. I move to get up but quickly settle back down when she warns the man off with a fierce look. Her breast jiggle with every step she makes and I’m seriously considering bending her over and fucking her on the lounger. Claiming her sexy body in front of everyone, marking her by spraying my seed all over her ass.
She plops down in her lounger, closing her eyes and enjoying the warm beams from the sun. “Are you pissed about Arianna?” I ask warily.
“I wasn’t pissed at you,” she answers with her eyes still closed. She leans her head towards mine looking into my eyes. “It’s not fair for me to be mad at you for having a past. As long as you’re done with her and she leaves soon we’ll be fine.”
She reaches a hand out and clamps on to mine smiling contently.
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The next morning Ella is back in business mode. Dressed in a tapered black knee length skirt and black blazer, her button up shirt has ruffles at the top that peek out her blazer showing off her sophistication. She tries to pretend not to be nervous as I drive us to work.
“There’s no need to be nervous Ella you’ll be doing the same job.” I tell her trying to ease her nerves.
“I know but I just don’t want everyone thinking I’m in my position because I’m the bosses girlfriend.” She sighs.
“They won’t. Everyone will see how great you are at your job. If you like I could always keep you home as my personal sex salve.” I joke, pleased with the small smile that appears on her mouth. I turn into the underground parking deck and pull my into my spot next to the elevator and guide Ella into the building with a hand at the small of her back.
“Is this whole building Maddox-Fields security?” she asks looking around the large twenty floor building.
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