Matthew hesitates. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him do that. “You can,” he says. “That’s your choice. And you’ll be just fine. Do I think that you be happier and more satisfied in a D/s relationship? Yes. But this is not a life or death thing, and it is yours to choose. No one can take that away from you,” he says quietly.
“What if I told you that I need to think about that, but I think I’m done talking for tonight.”
A slow smile spreads across his face and his hand runs through my hair, tightening, holding my head still. “I’d tell you that as your Dom, I decide when we’re done talking. But because you’ve been very good and honest and vulnerable, I think you should be rewarded.”
He flips the covers back, exposing my body. My nipples go hard with the sudden chill. He flips me onto my stomach with that ease that always amazes me, and then my ass is in the air and I try to readjust myself, but my arm won’t move. He’s attached my wrist to my ankle while I wasn’t looking, and now the other one. “Matthew?” I ask, and he makes a low sound in his throat. “That’s not my name right now. Try again.”
“Sir, why?”
“I’m rewarding you,” he says. “Which means you get to have at least one orgasm. That does not mean I’m rewarding you with vanilla sex. It’s perfectly clear to me that you respond on a deep level when you’re restrained,” he whispers against the skin of my neck, “and while I have you here I’m going to take every opportunity to show you that.”
I have no leverage, my face against a pillow and my ass in the air because of the way my limbs are locked. It’s like I’m being offered to him on a platter, and it makes me shudder. I’m still unsure why I’m attracted to this, but for tonight, I know what he can do to me with his mouth and his body, and I’m going to let him. I want him to make me feel good. For tonight it doesn’t have to be about the bet, it can just be about the pleasure of it all.
His hands slide down my ass and I gasp, sensitive to the touch and sore. Fingers drift closer to my asshole, and I tense. He’s not going to do that, is he? We didn’t talk about that. But he just brushes his finger across it, and I shiver. “If we have more time together, I’d like to explore this. Maybe lock you in a chastity belt for a while so that this is the only way I can take you.”
“What?” I breathe, unable to help the wave of arousal that falls unexpectedly over me. Then his tongue is there, grazing my ass, feeling so wrong and so right, and my pussy clenches, dampening and giving away the fact that I’ve gone from zero to sixty in approximately no seconds flat. His mouth moves lower, tasting my arousal, and I arch myself into him. He let’s go, spanking me lightly. “Naughty girl, trying to take more than I give you.”
Even though it’s light, the pain of his hand spreads. I’m going to be sore tomorrow. As he continues to tease me, the pain disappears, morphing and blending with the pleasure coiling in my gut and sharpening it. Matthew drags a finger down my spine. “I’m not going to be gentle,” he says. “I’m going to take you, and take my pleasure. Once I’m finished, you’ll get your reward.”
There’s some kind of witty response in my brain, but I don’t get to say it. It flies right out of my head as he slides into me in one sure stroke. Oh god, this angle takes him deeper than before, and I’m stretched full of him. The tip of him brushes that place deep inside that almost no one is able to reach and it has me biting my lip. Matthew’s palms are on my ass, and he pinches my skin, sending little eddies of pain through me, contrasting with the pleasure of his cock and making it more acute.
“That hurts, Sir.”
I can practically hear the smug satisfaction in his voice. “I know.”
He thrusts in again and I lose my breath, lose my ability speak or think. I can only feel. I pull at my arms, but the bond to my ankles doesn’t give, and pulling on them only spreads my legs wider, offers more of me to him. Matthew grunts with the efforts of his fucking, those small sounds sending sparks across my nerves. Every move he makes brings me closer. I love this. I want more more more more. I squeeze down on him and that just accentuates the way he feels as he drags himself back, pushes in.