A scan of her face reveals a wide, anxious gaze. Lower, her nipples are hardened into perfect points. Her legs arch over the edge of the bed, ready for me to step between them and take her.
“You look beautiful bound for me. How do you feel?”
Her pink flush travels from her cheeks down her chest, and I follow the path with my fingertips, watching her shiver while I wait for her to answer.
“Excited. Nervous. I think?”
“Nervous because I can do anything I want to you? Excited because I’m going to make you come harder than you’ve ever come before?”
“Yes,” she whispers.
“Smart girl.”
I’m laid out and tied up like a sacrifice on this bed. I’ve never felt more exposed and vulnerable, but also strangely powerful. Cav’s eyes never leave mine as he unfastens one button at a time and his shirt floats to the floor.
I drink him in—broad shoulders, hard pecs, defined abs, flexing biceps, and forearms leading to hands I want on my body. His dark hair is mussed and his hazel eyes are still golden-green in this light—and riveted on me.
No man has ever made me feel this sexy. Tonight, there are no boundaries. Nothing is off-limits. I want him to take everything he wants from me because I’m dying for it too.
Cav’s hands go to the button of his khaki shorts and he shoves them down his hips. His thick cock springs free and I bite my lip, wanting it in my mouth. He brought me to the edge of madness on the table, and I want to return the favor. This isn’t a power struggle; it’s a pleasure struggle. A battle to see who can give more than they take.
He fists his cock, stroking the shaft. “I’m going to fuck your face while you’re bound and helpless.”
A flood of heat blooms between my legs. How can words make me so wet? He rounds the bed, coming toward my head, and my mind is skipping through possibilities, trying to picture what he’s thinking. Luckily, I don’t need to wait long.
“Turn over, up on your knees.” Cav grasps my shoulders and helps steady me. “Forearms on the bed. Chin up.”
I follow each order until I’m staring down the length of his cock, my mouth watering to suck the head of it inside.
Cav must read the need on my face because he grips his cock again and paints the crown over my lips. “Lick.”
My tongue comes out and swirls around before I close my lips around his cock. Cav pulls back, the head leaving my mouth with a pop. My gaze cuts to his.
“I said lick. Not suck.” His hand taps my cheek before cupping it. “This is about what I want. And I want to watch you lick my cock before I make you take it all.”
Something about his words, knowing that he’s taking what he wants from me, makes this exponentially hotter.
He comes closer and I lick, keeping my eyes locked on his. The satisfied smile curving his mouth makes me want to beg to take everything he’s promising.
“Now suck. Wrap those lips around my cock and take it in. I want it nice and slick so I can fuck your face, baby girl.”
My nipples stiffen further, almost to the point of pain. I didn’t know it was possible to be this turned on just from sucking dick, but the wetness between my legs is slicking down my inner thighs.
“Good girl. Now it’s my turn.” Cav cradles my jaw as he begins to thrust. “Keep your eyes on me. I want to watch them get big and wide when you feel how deep you can take me.”
I breathe through my nose as he presses forward, and suck as he withdraws.
His cock sinks deeper and deeper with every stroke until he bumps the back of my throat and his hand tangles in my hair. “Swallow me down. I want to feel it.”
I keep my breaths even as I swallow on the next stroke. Tears gather in my eyes and spill down my cheeks, but I do it. I’ve got his cock in my throat, and the approval glowing in his eyes urges me to take more on the next stroke.
“Fucking perfect,” Cav says as he pulls his cock free of my mouth.
“But—”
“I’m not coming down your throat, Greer. I’m not coming at all until I’m buried in your ass.”
Shivers ripple along my skin at his determination and conviction. I’m losing my last shred of innocence tonight, and I’m glad it’s with him. I feel like I saved something for him that no other man will ever have.
“Forehead on the bed, ass in the air, and spread your legs. I want to see that sweet pink cunt before I fuck it.”
Again, I feel every bit the dirty girl he calls me as I follow his instructions. Tied to the edge of the bed, my eyes closed and my legs spread, I have no secrets from this man. I hear the pop of a cap, but don’t understand the sound until Cav kneels behind me on the bed and I feel slickness sliding between my ass cheeks.
Wait. He’s going straight for—?
Pressure against my back entrance registers before I can think any further. A finger. No, the pad of his thumb. Not the thick head of his cock, because that’s pressing against my pussy.
“I’m going to fill both your holes and stretch out this asshole for my cock. I can’t wait to have a plug for you so I can fuck you with it filled every time. You’ll scream for me. And then I’ll fuck your ass while I’ve got a vibrator buried in your pussy, and make you come until you pass out from the pleasure.”
He doesn’t scare me—he thrills me. I want it. I can’t wait to experience all the dirty, filthy things he wants to do to me.
“Press back. You’re going to help me fill this ass and stretch it out.”
I hesitate, and a stinging smack lands on the outside of my left hip.