I untied the sash that cinched my green velvet wrap skirt around my waist and stepped towards him. He slipped his hands back into his pockets at my approach, and stared at me, his lips twisted with wry amusement.
“Are you going to strangle me with that?” he asked.
“Why? Do you want me to?”
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Caleb
I stood my ground as she approached, unblinking, electrified, and hard as fuck. She was beautiful, sexy and vibrating with vengeful ideas … and I loved every bit of it.
Willow, Willow, Willow.
From that first day she had arrived at school, alone and sad, she had me twisted around her little finger. I would have become an angry, psychopathic thug if she had not come. I was already halfway there. I carried a knife inside my jacket and I very nearly used it on someone. But after our gazes touched across the canteen, everything changed.
She became my lifeline, coloring my life with sweetness, excitement, and hope. Taking my mind off what always awaited me at home.
But that was also when it started, the irresistible desire to dedicate myself to ensuring she was safe. The feeling never went away. Ever. Not for one moment. Not even when I was banged up inside, I used to sit in my cell and worry about her.
I watched her now, as she came towards me. All grown up, confident, sexually powerful, and unbelievably beautiful.
As she neared me I had to hold myself back from grabbing her. I knew she wanted to tease me so I let her take her time. Her breasts were full and straining against the low neckline of her top. I was dying to take the creamy mounds in my mouth, but …
Patience, Caleb, patience
My cock swelled painfully inside my boxer shorts.
She threw the sash around my neck, her eyes boring confrontationally into mine. “How offended would you be if I used this to pull you along with me?”
I wanted to laugh at how serious she sounded. “I wouldn’t be offended at all,” I replied gravely. “But you won’t be able to unless I decide to take a step from this spot.”
“You keep throwing your weight around,” she said softly. “You love intimidating me, don’t you?”
“Are you intimidated?”
She puffed. “Of course not.”
“Exactly.”
She took another step closer to me and moved towards me until the tips of our noses were only inches apart. Her body lightly brushed against mine and her sweet scent swirled around me. Maddening me. I couldn’t even think straight. I wanted her that bad.
“I want to know the extent of the power I have over you.”
“You can do whatever you want whenever you like,” I said hoarsely. And it was the truth.
Her pupils dilated. “Whatever I want?”
I nodded slowly. She was killing me.
She smiled, and slowly it widened to reveal her small even teeth. Then she pulled at the sash and my head lowered to meet hers. Her tongue slipped, licked my bottom lip, then she lightly nibbled on it.
It was taking everything in me to keep from taking charge, from moving past the tease and having my way with her. With every second that passed I could feel the screws in my brain that held me tightly in control come loose.
“I want to suck you off,” she whispered.
I swallowed hard. “It’s your show, babe.”
Turning around, she pulled me along with her and I went like a hypnotized slave.
A few minutes later, I was horizontal on top of the bed and my hands were tied above my head to the bed post. She was positioned between my spread legs, and working the buckle of my belt. She pulled her panties off and twirled the lacy material on her index finger.
“Promise me you won’t use your hands.”
“They’re tied,” I pointed out. The anticipation she had built inside me meant I was barely able to speak by this time.
“You know very well you could easily break away,” she said. “Remember, don’t grab or stop me. I just want you to lie there and be tortured.”
I gave the promise. “I’ll do my best.”
She shook her head. “Nope. Doing your best is not enough. You have to promise you will not stop me no matter what.”
“Fine,” I agreed, from between clenched teeth.
She deliberately took her time to unfasten my slacks.
“Lift your hips,” she ordered.
When I obeyed she pulled the fabric down and my cock popped out, thick, hot, and heavy. The warmth of her breath against it made it throb. She moved to sit astride me, taking most of her weight onto her knees as she lightly settled her sex over my engorged cock.
Then she began to stroke her wet pussy all over my dick. Watching her do that made me breathless. I could see that it had the same dizzying effect on her too; soft moans flowed from her lips as her eyelids drooped with lust. A part of me wanted to shut my eyes so that I could thoroughly savor every bit of pleasure she was teasing out of my body, but I couldn’t take my eyes off the seductive writhing of her hips.