“Ten minutes,” she says as if this is a negotiation. It’s not.
“Five.”
She sets the key on the nightstand and scurries toward the bed, her tits bouncing with each hurried step. She clambers on, straddling my legs. My dick points toward her like a divining rod.
“Are you ever not hard?” she asks, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip when she sees it. Her eyes grow dark. Good. She won’t last long. She’ll end up working herself up just as bad as she does me.
“Not when you’re around. Four minutes, sunshine.”
She shoots forward on my legs six inches, dragging her wet cunt up my calf. Fuck me, she’s already soaked. How long has she been sneaking around this morning, trying to get me into these handcuffs?
Her hands glide up my thighs, not stopping under her fingertips bump against my balls. I growl her name. And then growl it again when she wraps one small hand around my shaft. She leans forward on my legs, blowing her hot breath across the head of my cock.
“Goddamn,” I snarl, rattling the headboard in an attempt to get my hands on her. I’m going to rip the fucker clean off the bed frame.
“Behave, or I’ll stop,” she says.
“Suck my cock, or I’ll turn your little ass red,” I counter.
“Is that any way to speak to the woman who has the keys to the cuffs, Mr. High and Mighty?” she sasses, smirking at me. Oh, she’s in so much trouble. She wants a spanking. The little minx is practically begging for one.
“Now, sun… shit!” I shout, my hips lifting from the bed when she plunges down on me suddenly, taking me all the way to the back of her throat. My damn eyes roll back in my head, and my fucking toes curl. Ah, hell. She’s good at that. Way too good. I’ve only just started teaching her how I like it, but she’s already mastered it.
My girl learns quick, and she’s merciless. She flicks her tongue out, running it around the underside of my cock as she bobs up and down on it. Her triumphant eyes meet mine, watering as she drives me fucking crazy with that hot little mouth. What she can’t fit, she works with her hand, jacking me off.
As soon as I’m on the edge, she backs off, releasing me from her mouth. The little tease knows exactly what she’s doing.
I pant, staring at her through slit lids. “Two minutes.”
“You’re still counting?” Amusement tips her lips up. “I guess I need to work harder then.”
If she works any harder, I’m not going to survive it.
She licks the head of my cock, fondling my balls. And then her tongue runs down the shaft. I lose my breath when I feel her lips against my sac. She licks and sucks there too, leaving me shouting a string of nonsense into the room.
I shout again when she takes me back into her mouth, sucking me deep. Her cheeks hollow, her face reddening with her efforts. She never takes her eyes off me. She doesn’t let me come, either. She teases me, dragging me right to the edge again… and then releasing me from her mouth with a pop.
“Time’s up,” she says, smirking at me as she reaches for the keys to the cuffs. Her tits hang in my face as she leans over me to unlock them, releasing my arms.
I wait until she’s got them both undone to strike. I don’t give her time to fight me off or even process what I’m doing. I simply attack. One minute, she’s straddling my hips, the next, she’s on her knees beneath me, her round ass in the air.
“Ryker!” she shouts, rocking forward as my hand comes down on her ass in a sharp smack.
“That’s for handcuffing me,” I growl and then smack the other cheek. My handprint blooms across it, my palm stinging. “So is that.” I thrust my free hand between her legs, playing with her clit. Once she’s crying out for relief, I slam into her, not stopping until I’m nine deep. And then I smack her ass again before soothing it with my palm. “That’s for fucking with me.”
She shouts my name.
I spank her again. “That’s for being so goddamn sexy.” My hand comes down on her ass a final time. “And that’s so you remember who this pussy belongs to while I’m gone, sunshine. Now, fuck me back before I fuck you through this bed.”
She sobs my name as I pound into her, fucking her hard and deep. The bed rattles beneath us, tapping against the headboard. We moan together, both lost in a riptide of pleasure that only grows stronger. I work her hard, racing to get her off before I come.
Within seconds, she’s screaming my name and coming all over me.
I follow her over, groaning her name as I come so fucking hard my damn balls hurt. My heart pounds against my ribcage, tapping out her name in a frenetic rhythm.
“Where’d you get handcuffs?” I demand when I can finally breathe, flipping her over and dragging her back down into the bed beneath me.
“I borrowed them from Dillon.” She snuggles up against my chest. “Well, I borrowed them from Jules, who borrowed them from Dillon.” She laughs quietly. “I don’t think he knows she borrowed them in the first place.”