For one blissful second, I think she’s going to slide herself down onto me and finally let me come. She’s hot, wet, and tight, pushing down around my aching, oversensitive cockhead. I can feel myself on the very brink, her hips sliding down as she pushes the first inch inside of her. My eyes roll back in my head, my toes curling at the unthinkable pleasure.
And then she slides off, leaving my cock twitching madly, the tip soaked with her arousal.
“Fuck!” I curse aloud, groaning. “Fuck, Saoirse, please—I need to come so badly—”
“Oh?” She grins at me and then leans forward.
I don’t realize what she’s doing until I feel my wrists slide free of the cuffs. My cock jerks again, every thought in my brain leaving as primal, painful need takes over.
“Remember your safeword,” I snarl at her. Then I reach up in a flash, knotting my hand in her thick red hair and forcing her to her knees as I grab my cock with my other hand, dragging her head forward and shoving the swollen tip against her lips.
“Fucking suck it, Saoirse,” I growl. “And swallow every goddamn drop.”
She moans, her eyes rolling up to meet mine, and I see from the look in them that this isexactlywhat she wanted me to do.Good, I think, because I wasn’t going to be able to wait a second longer. My ankles aren’t even free yet, but I don’t fucking care as I grip the back of her head, forcing every inch of my cock into her throat as I fuck her face hard, my hips grinding against her mouth.
“Fucking—take it—all—” I grunt, feeling my balls tighten. “Oh god, I’m going to fucking come.”
I throw my head back, an animal sound coming from my lips as I feel my cock explode down Saoirse’s throat in the strongest orgasm of my entire life, the pleasure indescribable as I thrust against her tongue, feeling her suck and swallow and choke on my length.
When I finally let go of her hair, she comes up coughing and gasping, but she looks pleased. “That’s one,” she says teasingly, reaching down to undo my ankles. “How many times can you get hard tonight, Connor?”
“For you?” I give her a slow, heated look, raking my eyes over her body. “As many times as I want, to fuck you in every way I please.”
26
SAOIRSE
I’m nearly panting with lust by the time Connor gets up out of the chair, helping me to my feet. I’ve already come twice, but I want more. I’d known what he was going to do when I uncuffed him, and I’d enjoyed every second of it, handing the power back to him so he could roughly fuck my face and havehisfirst orgasm of the night.
It’s very reminiscent of our marriage. We’ve always been engaged in a power struggle since the very beginning of this, both of us strong and proud and stubborn, but what I want now is to trade it back and forth, give power and strength to each other as we need it—and I see tonight as a beginning of that.
I took what I wanted from Connor, enjoyed dominating him, and he enjoyed it too. And now he gets to take what he wants.
“I want you naked,” he growls, his hands tearing at my lingerie. He unzips the corset, ripping it and the harness away from my body, stripping off my thong and boots. When he stands up, he’s half-hard again as he looks at my naked body, his eyes dark with lust. “Go lay over the spanking bench, Saoirse,” he instructs. “You’re going to be there for a while, so get comfortable.”
I do exactly as he commands, feeling myself getting even wetter at the simple act of submission. I bend over it, spreading my legs open, knowing that Connor is looking at my exposed pussy and feeling a wave of arousal hit me at the thought. I arch my back, wanting him to see it all, how swollen and wet I am for him, my aching hard clit, my asshole that I know he’ll take by the end of the night. I hear him striding towards me and feel his warm breath on my skin as he buckles the straps aroundmyankles and wrists this time. I feel him pressing something smooth and cold against my pussy as he stands, my hips jerking as I seek out more friction. Then when he’s finished binding my wrists, he straightens in front of me, his thickening cock at eye level.
He hooks his finger in the ring of my collar, tugging my chin up to look at him. “You’re mine now, Saoirse, to do with as I please. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes, sir,” I whisper meekly, and Connor smiles.
“Then suck my cock until I’m hard again, and don’t you dare fucking come until I give you permission.”
“Yes, sir,” I repeat, not understanding what he means exactly. I love sucking his cock, but it’s not enough to make me orgasm all on its own. And then, as he angles his swelling flesh towards my mouth, he clicks something in his other hand, and I understand.
There’s a vibrator against my clit, and it buzzes to life, sending jolts of pleasure through me as Connor pushes his half-hard cock between my lips. “That’s right,” he moans, stroking my hair as I start to grind against the vibrator, desperate for more. “Suck my cock like a good girl, Saoirse. You get me so fucking hard.”
I moan helplessly around his cock, splayed out on the spanking bench, so close to an orgasm. I look up at him with tearing eyes as he pushes more of his now rock-hard cock into my mouth, and Connor grins. “Don’t you dare fucking come,” he says and clicks the vibrator up another notch.
I cry out around his cock, moaning and whimpering as he starts to thrust. “If you come,” Connor says, “I’ll keep it on the highest level all night on your sensitive little clit, until you’re begging for me to stop. Or worse, I’ll take it away, and I’ll keep fucking you all night until you’re begging for another orgasm. We’ll see how many times I can get hard, and I’ll fuck you in every hole until you’re desperate, but you won’t get to come again. Is that worth it?”
I shake my head, my mouth stuffed full of his cock, and I suck harder, swirling my tongue around his cockhead. Connor tilts his head back, groaning, and then pulls free of my mouth.
He runs his thumb over my lower lip, cupping my cheek gently. “Good girl, Saoirse,” he murmurs. “Such a good job, sucking my cock. Now I’m going to fuck that sweet pussy of yours—and remember,Itell you when you can come. Be a good girl for me, and I’ll make you come over and over after the first one.”
I know he’s just giving back what I did earlier, and I’dwantedexactly this—but I feel as if I’m going mad. Every muscle in my body is wound tight with trying not to come. As Connor pushes the tip of his cock against my drenched entrance, filling me inch by inch with his impossibly thick, hard length, I feel like I’m not going to be able to stop myself. I tighten around him as he sinks deeper, writhing on the bench as the vibrator keeps up its endless assault on my clit, and I cry out.
“Connor, please! Please, I can’t take anymore. Please let me come—”