“Only when my father’s team is looking.”
“Why are you so concerned?” She remained close to the end of the couch like it would save her from me.
Not a chance. I ignored anything she might say about the other girls. They meant nothing.
“Your insecurity is grating my nerves. I overlooked it before. Now I can’t.”
I stood. I held out my hand, dangling it in front of her, easy for her to take. Take it, Tia, take it to a world where orgasms are free and as easy as you can say, “Please, Lucas.”
“Where are we going?”
“Do you trust me?”
“Sure.” She stifled a laugh. She didn’t completely trust me.
This night would change that.
Tia, with those sexy curves, I wanted to devour her, lick her from her lips all the way to her pussy. I’d leave a hot, lingering trail of fire down to that gorgeous prize. They would have to drag me away from her once I got a taste.
She placed her delicate, soft fingers in my hand. Sweeping her toward me, she rubbed her plump ass against my cock. Not on purpose, but the outcome was the same. My desire for her took control, and determined to see it through, I promised that nothing would interrupt us tonight.
I took Tia to the back hallway guarded by two hulking bouncers who promptly moved to the side as we approached. She couldn't move fast enough in her high heels clicking behind me. My breath climbed rapid fire, my adrenaline pounding in me, a need tugging at my insides to be cured of this horny demon that had settled on my back.
"This is yours?" Tia asked as she stared into the darkness of my private suite.
One dim light near the bed had been left on. All lighting inside was set to be on a soft glow, so visibility was poor at the moment. Did she see the ropes dangling off the steel frame?
"It's ours for the night," I told her as I tugged her into the main walkway that led to the bed, the sole purpose of the room. She gazed about in wonder. I trailed from her palm to her wrist, her pulse pounding against me in response.
I intended to take her to her sexual limit, then over. No other man's name would ever purr from those sweet lips again.
We stood at the edge of the bed. I unwound my fingers from her tight clasp. I flicked the light switched on. A stream of light illuminated the rest of my sexual chamber. Leather chairs and couches like an upscale lounge lined the main walkway. Tia crooked her head at the bed’s dangling ropes.
Then she turned to the hooks on the ceiling.
"Uhm...Lucas," she started to say.
“What, you don’t have bondage hooks in your bedroom? I thought everybody did. It’s more American than football and apple pie.”
I hit another switch. A low bass thumped from the speakers followed by a slow tempo synth that would rise in intensity with us.
The next switch turned on my fake fireplace that fooled plenty of people before. Flames sprang from the log and consumed it, bursting with ash, then settling to a steady heat that licked my ankles.
"Lucas," she stated again, trying to get my attention. "You don't have to do all of this."
"What do you mean? What do you think is going to happen?"
She bit her bottom lip and turned her head to the ropes and then back to the hooks again.
"It looks pretty obvious to me what you have planned. I don't need all of this. I'm fine with..." Tia didn't want to say. Wasn’t she cute? She jerked her thumb to the bed.
I slowly shook my head. My fingers speared through my mussed blond hair, letting it slide back into place. "That's not what I want."
"Okay," she said softly like she didn't want to anger me.
"Can you handle this?" I asked her. She looked too nervous. I took a step closer. Her lips trembled. "Can you handle me?"
"I've handled you before," she said, darting her eyes to me, trying to combat my smugness. Too bad she still looked frightened when she said it.
"You call that handling? I call it barely holding on."
"You know what I mean..." she stammered. "I'm trying to explain that I don't need anything special."
"That's where you're wrong."
I hit the first panel at waist level behind the bed. It lowered and revealed a black box with a blindfold, smooth leather that would completely blind her. Tia's jaw slackened as I approached with it. She clung to the sides of her dress, draped over her curvy, sensual shape.
"Trust me and let me do with you whatever I wish." She nodded while taking a heavy gulp. I tied the blindfold and seated it over her eyes comfortably.
Her plump lips hung open. I wanted to thrust my cock into her mouth at once. I wanted her loving tongue to swirl around me, then for me to burst over her lips and cream them, but I held back. Tonight would be an exercise in restraint.
I caressed her shapely ass. My hands swayed to her lower back, then down again to squeeze both of her cheeks. Tia yelped and sprang onto her toes. I braced her against my chest beating with my pumping heart. My cock grew warmer, thicker.
"Take your dress off."
When she didn't respond quickly, I drove my lips onto hers and crushed them. She softened against me, like melting butter that sizzled on my tongue. Tia withdrew to catch her breath.
If a girl came back here and didn't answer my commands right away, they would be thrown onto the bed and spanked hard. I couldn't treat Tia so harshly. She needed to be tempered with my heat.
"The dress. Off," I reminded her.
Her straps fell to the side. All of my muscles flexed to reach out and drop it from her in one rip. Instead, I watched patiently as she slowly brought one side down past the other, inching it to where it rested against the curve of her breasts.
Yeah, I could take my cock out and start jerking already, but if I did that, I'd be plunging it inside of her in no time.
I brushed her chin. Her lips parted again, asking for a kiss. I came close but didn't grant her one yet.
"The rest comes off. If you don't keep up, I'm going to be humping your leg."
Another nervous bead rolled down her throat like she was a frightened virgin. She took the sides of her dress and shoved it past her waist. Her breasts were glorious in her black lace bra. My tongue swirled against my canines, wanting to tear her bra off with my teeth and gorge myself on her nipples.
I needed to hear her moan. "Keep going," I demanded, harsher now.
Her dress hit the floor. She stepped out of it.
"Turn around."
Tia reached for her blindfold. Then she jumped back. "Don't. Touch that," I snapped.
She grinned nervously. An honest mistake. Clasping her hands in front of her puffed up chest, she spun around, much too quickly for my tastes, but I liked what I saw. Her ass was too damn hot in her tiny thong.
"Did you wear that for me?"
Tia nodded slightly, so slightly I almost didn't catch it.
"I like it. You know how much I like your ass."
The corners of her lips slid higher, then lowered as she tried to hide it.
"Take two steps back and you'll drop to the bed. Do it."
As I commanded, she dropped. She waited for my next instruction on the edge of the bed.
"Open your mouth."
I wanted to see her pleasure herself. Tease her first. Except I couldn't handle it. She won me over with that thong. I couldn’t wait to have her bouncing on my cock while I watched her ass buckle to my every thrust.
Her lips pulled apart. Her tongue rested there, pushed out a little, enough for my cock to lay upon then shove to the beginning of her throat, filling her sweet mouth. I unzipped my fly.
That wouldn’t work...I needed it all off. Tia’s smirk widened when she heard my belt jingling. My clothes rustled to the floor in front of her and she knew what would happen next.
I roamed my hands through her hair. Then I snagged her, entwining hair between my fingers in a supportive hold. Tilting her head back, her lips opened more, and I brought my cock head to the tip of her tongue. It already pearled with
precum. As soon as we connected, it coated her tongue and rolled back.
Tia's cheeks shoved open as I drove in. She squirmed but took me. Moans escaped her throat and tickled my balls, pushing closer to her chin. I slowly pulled out to ease her into it.
Her hands sprang for my thighs.
Her moans, turning to a low growl, urged me on.
“Good. Good girl, keep sucking me.”
I kept stroking. Not fucking her mouth, but liking the suction of her plump lips too much to stop.
"Stand back up," I said. I held my throbbing cock, which seemed to have gained an impossible extra inch from how hot she made me.
I snatched her wrists and pulled them straight ahead. I hit another panel. It dropped and revealed my assortment of ropes of different lengths and thicknesses for every type of bondage scenario one would find themselves in. I took a medium thick rope that wouldn’t be quite as grating on skin.
"I've never done this before," she admitted. "I don't even know what we're doing."
"It doesn't matter if you trust me."
"I trust you, Lucas,” she said, her tone quaking.
I swayed my fingertips over the curve of her ass. I came dangerously close to grazing between her thighs. She shuddered in response. Her hips buckled and her thighs spread a little wider, asking for me to take her pussy already.
"You're going to need the ropes. You're going to be kicking and screaming on the end of my tongue. I am not going to hold back on you." I admitted, "I'm not capable."
I tied her wrists together.
"Any sharp pain, let me know. Any other pain, go along with it. It's more fun that way."
I instructed her to put her arms in the air. Like a good obedient sub, she tossed them above her head. I straightened them, then I took the end of the rope and threw it over the ceiling hook. Catching it on the other side, I fastened it to a hook on the side of the wall. It slowly pulled her off the ground.
She strained a little, kicked a little, but I wouldn’t damage her. It was more shocking than anything.
Tia tied up, at my mercy, was a dream come true. My balls surged, and I cupped them, observing how warm they were—my bad boys were incubating in there and ready to blast off.
I growled as I turned to her backside. I sank my teeth into her beautiful round globes. Tia moaned and kicked, swinging herself back at me. I steadied her. I flicked her clasps off. Since she couldn't catch her bra, it dropped to the floor, exposing her gorgeous, dark breasts.
"Fucking hell, you know how to please a man, don't you?" I asked her once I rounded her again to see her full breasts with her perky nipples on display.
"I'm not doing anything."
Good. She still had a sense of humor about this. It seemed to help her stay calm.
"My cock begs to differ," I growled close to her. She squirmed again. A wave of excitement passed through her body that seemed to end between her thighs with one jolt of her hips.
"Your thong needs to come off. I need to taste you." I took the band of her thong and snapped it lower and Tia straightened in the ropes to help me.
Freshly shaved and smooth, smelling like fresh vanilla, Tia had my tongue immediately springing for her, but I managed to curve its path from her inside thighs. I crossed between them, almost touching her clit.
It wasn't lost on her. She kicked even more.
"Keep your legs spread."
Tia obeyed as I dipped into her inner thighs. I came much too close to her glistening pussy lips. Her hips rocked to force me in.
"Please, Lucas, don't make me wait any longer.”
"These walls are sound proofed. But I want you to scream until everyone hears you, hears who you really love. Let them hear who you can't stop creaming over."
My long tongue flashed over her slit. A loud moan escaped her lips as if to say finally.
"Let them watch. Let them know. Would that make you hot? To have everyone watching you get off to me? How many times do you think you'll orgasm tonight? Once? Twice? I'm willing to bet more than four. Let's go with that."
I caressed her ass as she rocked closer to my tongue. Knowing I couldn't stay away forever, I plunged into her, driving myself through her slit and into her tight, moist pussy. She unfurled for me as her sweet taste drenched my tongue, her scent divine.
Pulling out, I rushed over her lips, then up to her sensitive little clit. She groaned and gasped. As soon as I touched her clit, she thrashed.
"Lucas, keep going."
I pulled away. "Don't tell me what to do."
She recoiled and swung toward me. She missed when I threw myself to the side.
"Don't. I'm sorry. Please. Don't leave me like this."
"I'm not leaving you," I said. "Don't tell me what to do, and we'll be fine."
I swirled my tongue on her clit. As soon as I directed all of my hunger there, she let loose, shaking in her bondage. She moaned my name, and it reverberated on the tip of my tongue, continuing to ravish her throbbing, swollen nub.
I rushed over her. I rushed and claimed her, like burning my name into her soul, my tongue the pen. All of her muscles relaxed. The calm before the storm. I knew better to drive my tongue from her clit to her slit, even though I wanted to savor her as she orgasmed.
I would be the one strung up by rope if I moved my tongue from her clit now.
"Fuck. Lucas. Yes, yes, yes," she hollered.
“Come.”
As soon as I said it, striking her clit with a rumble of my rough voice, she came. I rocked against her clit and rubbed with the bridge of my nose. Her hips buckled and then gave out. Her trembling was intense, but the pulsating didn't last long. It eventually subsided to shorter, calmer waves.
My tongue stopped its dance on her pussy as I pulled away.
"Are you still with me?" I asked. She looked quite out of it.
No response.
Finally, she nodded with a broad smile.
"You sent me somewhere else for a second."
"Somewhere nice, I presume?”
She nodded again. The next thing she said was a long string of moans.
"Good, glad you're still with me. Because we're not done.” I dug my fingertips into the softness of her curvy ass until she jerked. “I was just breaking you in."
Tia
I knew Lucas liked things heavier than what I was used to, but I never knew how heavy. He let me loose from the rope and I would've crashed to my knees a hot mess if he didn't catch me.
"On your knees," he commanded.
Lucas seemed to never quit. Not that I should be complaining.
"Okay," I said. I crawled over to the bed. With the blindfold on, I didn't see a thing, not even an inkling of light.
On my hands and knees, I waited for his next move.
"Tia...I don't think I mentioned how much I adore your ass. But let it be known. I will need to take it someday."
Take my ass? No way. No man had ever gone there. I didn't know if they ever would. Not even Lucas...at least he said he'd save it for another day.
He used slight slaps on my ass at first, then worked up to heavier spanking.
“I’ve got to leave my mark. I’ve got to let everyone know who you belong to.”
Heavy blows traveled right up my spine. My cheeks were scorching by the time he was through with them.
He moved onto the paddle. It hissed in the air and then cracked over me. Each time, he hit with exact precision, striking me on the square of my ass. Thank God he didn't miss.
I began to whimper into the sheets, now tucked underneath my chin, helping to keep my ass poised in the air for his pleasure.
“You want my cum, Tia?”
When he noticed me rearing back, he trapped my hair between his fingers and steadied me with one hand splayed over the short of my back. He rubbed slightly over my stinging ass, then bit into me again with a playful smack.
“I asked you a question. Do you want my cum?”
The paddle struck the floor. It rattled then stoppe
d, and I knew he was done with it.
“I want to fill every hole with my cum.”
My eyes teared as my pussy grasped in anticipation of him entering me.
His knuckles brushed my ass. “If I were to come right now, where would you like it?"
"Stop, Lucas," I whined. Wasn’t I teased enough?
"I'd love to jerk off all over those glorious tits. Cover you so they're glistening below me.“
He gripped my breasts, squeezing them in his palms. I shuddered and rolled back to his cock, but he pulled away. He'd tugged at them roughly, but after the beating my ass took, a little pain gave sex an edge.
Once we got this out of our system, we'd be able to talk about our future, rather than fucking each other's brains out every time our mouths opened.
"Lucas, are you serious?"
"Maybe I should come on your back. Let my hot cum drip down your curvy sides," he said, stroking my back to get me wiggling.
"Lucas...answer me."
"Serious, oh yes, Tia, I am deadly serious about you. Don't you worry about that. Just enjoy what's happening right now."
He caressed my ass, no longer numb from spanking. A new rush of adrenaline floored me.
Okay, so he said he was serious. And he was right. I should trust him. I'd come this far already.
"You're going to put the condom on, right?" I blurted out. I wanted to take it back right away.
Lucas groaned.
The image of him picking up the paddle again and lashing my ass until I couldn't speak played in my mind.
"Are you done? I need to eat you out so you'll stop worrying."
"I'm worrying a little," I admitted.
Lucas moved away with a growl.
"Don't go."
"I'm here," he said, brushing my hair away from my cheeks. He stroked some behind my ear. His hands worshipped my curves, then dipped lower. His breath tickled the back of my neck. Then he took my wrists, tying them together in front of me with my ankles spread as well.
Taking rope and tying each ankle to their respective side of the bed, he spread me wide. I stretched. There was no chance of remaining decent now. I was completely exposed, my pussy stretching wider to take him.
“Are you acting or are you just that fucking sweet? Hell.”
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