It didn’t take her long at all to figure out he intended to bind her wrists to the ropes holding her thighs and ankles together. She held her arm out to him. Minutes later, she felt truly bound. Her wrists were tied in a way that forced her legs to remain wide apart. Kaelen had unrestricted access to every part of her body.
Then he put the padded blindfold over her eyes. He brushed a kiss against her cheek. “What’s your safe word?”
She moistened her lips at his husky tone. “Oasis.”
The bed dipped as he shifted. He didn’t bother hiding his movements, and she was able to approximate his position. So when she felt his fingers tracing her wet folds, the sensation didn’t surprise her. She knew exactly what he planned to do.
“So wet. I’m going to make you scream.”
He didn’t give her a chance to reply. Heat from his tongue seared her clit. She wished she wasn’t wearing a blindfold. The image of Kaelen with his head buried between her thighs wasn’t one she wanted to miss. She moaned and called his name.
He flicked and sucked, kissing her pussy with complete abandon. Sharp pulls as he sucked harder had her thrusting her pelvis closer. Wanting to wind her fingers through his hair, she jerked at the ropes holding her wrists in place. She struggled, but the action was deliciously futile. Tension curled in her center, and she came in a gush of cream.
Between her legs, Kaelen moaned. The vibrations prolonged the feelings of pleasure flooding through her bloodstream. He lifted away, taking his body heat with him. “You taste so fucking good. I think I’ll have some more.”
Mia shivered. She shifted her face toward the sound of his voice, but she had no idea where he was. Then she heard the hiss of a zipper, and she knew he was getting the vibrating equipment from his luggage. Or hers. She hoped he was going for that big purple one in her suitcase.
“Wiggle your fingers and toes for me.”
She showed him that her circulation was still good, and then she felt his lips kissing a path down her neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, and a kittenish moan squeaked from the back of her throat, a completely involuntary reaction.
“I love the little noises you make.” He whispered his declaration against her skin, searing it into her heart. He ran his hands over her skin, caressing the spots on her sides that made her quiver. A sweet blaze burned inside and out.
He made his way down her body and resumed his position between her legs. The sound of a vibrator caught her attention. This time he didn’t use his finger to tease her folds. She had no way of knowing which vibrator he used, and within seconds, she didn’t care. By the time he added his mouth to the mix, her entire body trembled.
“Kaelen, oh please, Kaelen!”
She expected him to take her over the edge, but he lifted his mouth away and turned down the speed on the vibrator. She moaned a protest.
“We already know how you react to this toy. Time to use something new.”
New? What else was there? They’d played with most of the toys in the cabin. Those they hadn’t tried were just different sizes of the things they had used.
The next sensation wasn’t something she expected. Coolness smeared over her anus, and she realized he was massaging gel into that tight muscle. She clenched. “You’ll go slow, right?”
“Yes. And if you don’t like it, I’ll stop and do other things that’ll make you feel good. Relax. It won’t hurt. I promise.”
The shock of the unexpected touch faded in the face of increasing pleasure. Kaelen massaged in slow circles, and the vibrator in her pussy buzzed faster and harder. Something hard slipped into her ass. She was sure it felt larger than it was. As he’d promised, it didn’t hurt. The beat of the vibrator in her pussy combined with the fullness in her ass to add a new dimension of sensation. Sharp points of pleasure tingled from her scalp to her toes.
When he closed his lips around her clit, the orgasm washed over her. She screamed. She arched, and she might have lifted from the mattress, but her bindings made it difficult to move that much.
He turned down the rate of vibrations and sucked her clit lightly, bringing her down gently. By the time he’d slipped everything out, she felt like a pile of jelly.
“I’m going to wash up a little in the bathroom." He brushed his lips against her inner thigh. "I’ll be back in less than a minute, but call if you need me before that.”
She mumbled something, but she couldn’t decide on exact words or really get the sounds to exit her throat. He chuckled, and she heard his footsteps as he crossed the room.
Her wits hadn’t quite returned by the time he came back. A warm cloth pressed between her legs. She felt a little self-conscious about having him clean her up. If he untied her, she would see to those details herself.
He kissed the inside of her knee. Her legs trembled. Holding them up like this, even bound, taxed her muscles. Or maybe it was because of the orgasms? She didn’t have time to process the reason because he dragged a finger through her open pussy and pressed down on her clit.
“I love watching you get wet. I think next time I’m going to have you use the toys on yourself.”
Mia licked her dry lips. “What are you going to be doing?”
He licked a path up her stomach, between her breasts, and along her neck. If she hadn’t been bound, she wasn’t sure she would have allowed him to do that. Something about being stuck in this position gave her permission to let go, to let him do whatever he wanted, and to enjoy everything.
“Watching.” He closed his mouth over hers and plunged his tongue inside. At the same time, he lined his cock up with her pussy and thrust hard. She gasped, even as she reveled in the way he filled her.
He swiveled his hips and ground against her clit, and the gasp turned into a moan. He thrust and pounded. She writhed, her legs spread as wide as they would go and held there by his weight. She struggled against the rope, wanting desperately to hang on to something, mostly Kaelen. But this position stripped her of all choices. Not only did she have permission to let go, she had no choice.
An orgasm spiked through her system. She screamed, and her vaginal muscles clamped tight. His rhythm faltered. He thrust slower and breathed harder. She thought he might come, but he seemed to have been pacing himself, not giving her a moment’s respite.
In no time, he resumed using faster, shorter thrusts. Though the pulsing of her climax had yet to fade away, she didn’t think she had it in her to come again. Every part of her body trembled. She felt boneless, unable to move. The ropes no longer mattered.
Her pussy burned with heated juices, and he fed the inferno with every inch of his sweet friction. His body slapped into hers, over and over, forcing her higher up that cliff. She wanted to speak, to moan, to beg, but she had lost control of her voice. Behind the blindfold, her eyes were open so wide they ached, but she couldn’t close them. Stars burst in the darkness, and she recognized the sound of her screams.
This time Kaelen joined her. He thrust once more and collapsed on top of her useless body. She felt cherished and safe. As consciousness faded, she finally admitted something important to herself.
A little while later, she woke to find herself untied. The blindfold lay on the table next to the bed, and the pale pinks and purples of dusk streaked the little bit of the sky she could see through the gap in the curtain.
Kaelen lay next to her, holding her close with one arm banded across her midsection. “Welcome back.”
“Back?”
He chuckled and planted a kiss on her neck. “You passed out an hour ago.”
She had nothing to say to that. Four orgasms had the power to do that to a woman.
“I’m glad you’re awake. I’m hungry.”
“Hungry?” She planned to ask him where he wanted to go for dinner, but he slid under the sheet and pushed her legs apart.
The sore muscles of her inner thighs protested, but she ignored them. Given enough time, she would get used to being as physical as he wanted to be. She pulled the sheet away so she
could see him this time.
He parted her with his thumbs and licked with long, slow laps of his tongue. She trembled and gripped the pillow under her head, crying out when he added two fingers. He thrust them against her sweet spot and sucked her clit to the same rhythm. His moans of pleasure vibrated against her pussy, and she came, the soft waves breaking gently over her body.
Kaelen slid off the end of the bed and stood, his cock hard and ready. He dug in his suitcase for more condoms. “It’s a good thing I took these. I hoped to convince you that, at the very least, we needed to use these up.”
Mia giggled, a gleeful sound she hadn’t heard herself make in far too long. Yet she'd already done it twice in his presence. His answering smile and the smoldering look in his eyes reminded her of something she neglected.
“I love you, Kaelen.”
He sheathed his cock and settled between her legs, his weight resting on his hands as he hovered over her body. His cockhead waited at her entrance. “Oh, you’re in for it now.”
“In for what?”
“The long haul.” With that, he eased home.
She smiled up at him. “Take as long as you want.”
Epilogue
Six Months Later
Mia sat on the top of her suitcase and urged the zipper along its path. It squealed in protest and moved less than a quarter inch. The doorbell to her small apartment buzzed, so she gave up for the moment and ran to answer it. She'd spent the past semester toying with the idea of giving Kaelen a key.
Their relationship had progressed fairly quickly. The first week back had been a little awkward because they had decided to keep things quiet until the end of the semester. She had tried not to look at him more than usual, and he’d seemed extra restless as he sat in class. Then finals had redirected their energies for a short time. By the time the next semester began, they'd reached the point where they automatically assumed they had plans together unless they had to work.
She threw the door open, and he dragged her into his arms. The past few nights had been lonely. When he was scheduled for those long shifts, days passed before she could see him again. He kissed her until they both gasped for air.
"Are you about ready, babe? Our reservation is for nine, but I thought you'd like to work up an appetite first."
"I need help with my suitcase, and then we're good to go."
He turned her around and slapped her ass. "You just want to get me into your bedroom."
Normally she would agree. But tonight was their first romantic weekend together since their Oasis vacation, and she wanted to get him alone in the hotel room. They had been methodically testing out his sex-toy theory, refining the parameters of the study the fun way. However, he lived with four other guys, and she had a roommate. Privacy was sometimes hard to come by.
He eyed the bulging suitcase on her bed thoughtfully. The lid curved over the contents, and the edges of some of her clothes stuck out. "It's just for one night. What do you have in there?"
She smiled. "All our favorite toys."
He flipped open the lid, lifted her clothes, and peered inside. She'd put them into plastic baggies and lined them up in neat rows inside her suitcase. The little dimple near the corner of his mouth deepened. "Yep, most of them are there."
Since she'd packed everything she owned, she didn't know what he meant. Had she overlooked something? "What's missing?"
"How about this?" He reached into his flannel shirt and pulled out a pink leather paddle with a heart shape cut out of the center. A white ribbon wrapped around the handle, and a matching bow was perched at the top of the heart.
Moisture gathered between her legs, wetting her panties. She could already feel the sting against her backside. "Oh, Kaelen."
She thought he would claim a kiss or ask to try it out, but he sat on the corner of her bed and studied her somberly.
"I gave my notice at work. My last day is in two weeks."
A pang struck her heart. He still needed two classes for this degree, but she graduated next weekend. The doctoral program at the University of Michigan to which she'd been accepted wouldn't begin until the fall term. "Why? You still have a semester left."
He nodded. "I know. I'm going to take my last two classes this summer. With the compressed schedule, I won't be able to make my shifts at the fire department. I saved up enough to cover rent and expenses." He ran his hand through his hair. "I heard back from the grad programs at U of M and Eastern. I've been accepted to both on the condition that I finish my undergrad degree first."
She squealed with glee and launched herself at him, tackling him with more force than she'd anticipated. Luckily he could handle it. He rolled them both until he was on top.
"You don't mind me following you?" His teasing grin returned.
She had hinted and prayed, but she had thought she would have to suffer through an entire semester living on the other side of the state. "I can't tell you how happy I am. Congratulations, Kaelen. You worked hard for this."
He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and nibbled on her neck. "I'm going to need your help looking for an apartment." He nipped across her collarbone, leaving behind gooseflesh.
She fanned her fingers through his hair to keep his attention there. "Or you could just move in with me." She hoped he was as ready for the next step as she was.
Her strength was no match for his. He easily broke her hold and lifted his head to study her with those gray eyes that turned her knees weak. "Go to sleep next to you every night. Wake up next to you every morning. I'd like that, Mia."
Emotion welled in her chest, and words failed. He grinned and feathered a kiss across her lips that showed he understood exactly what she meant to say.
Loose Id Titles by Michele Zurlo
The SAFE WORD: OASIS Series
Yes, Justin
By My Side
Out of My League
Michele Zurlo
I wear a lot of hats for someone who doesn’t like anything near my head. I’m a wife, mother, teacher, and when I have spare time, a writer. My childhood dreams tended to stretch no further than the next book in my to-be-read pile, and I aspired to be a librarian so I could read all day. Alas, that dream faded when I got a social life.
Years later, I happened upon a free laptop that didn’t come with games of any kind, which I figured was a good thing because I didn’t have that much free time to throw down the Minesweeper Black Hole. Staring at the brand-new computer, I thought it would be a shame if it went to waste, so I decided to write a novel. Once I started writing, steamy, sensual stories poured from my fingertips, and now I just can’t stop using that laptop. I hope you enjoy reading these tales as much as I enjoyed writing them.
Read more about Michele and her books at http://www.michelezurlo.com.
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