All In:Playing the Fool(19)

"Wow, you live here alone?" I asked.

"Ah, yeah."

"It's really nice. No sports team memorabilia or beer cans sitting around."

"I put my framed Zack Bradford jersey away before you got here," he said with a smile.

"Ha-ha," I said, before wandering further into the apartment.

The white walls were mostly bare, with a few decorations and photos  scattered around. The kitchen was spotless, making me think he never  used it. There were two bedrooms, and I headed for the one with a king  bed covered by a thick green and brown microfiber comforter. It looked  so comfortable that I couldn't wait to feel it against my bare skin.

I pulled my blouse over my head and tossed it to the floor, figuring  there was no point in tap dancing around the reason he'd invited me  over. Well … the reason I'd asked him if I could come over.

"Damn, Lacy," Will laughed when he came up behind me. "You don't waste any time, do you?"         

     



 

I turned around to face him as my fingers worked the back clasp of my  bra. "Did you not want me to get naked?" I asked, as my black bra gave  way and I eased the straps down my arms until it also fell to the floor.

"Hell yes, I want you naked," he said as he took a few steps closer to  me, his eyes on my breasts. "Were you serious about letting me … what was  it, 'gag you, tie you up and spank you'?"

I swallowed nervously at his naughty words. I wasn't expecting that,  although, I did say those things. He couldn't really be serious, could  he? "You-you want to do that?" I asked.

"Only if you do."

"Have you  …  done that sort of thing before?"

Will's cheeks reddened when he reached up to rub a hand over the back of  his neck like he was embarrassed. "Yes. Does that freak you out?"

I shook my head, unable to make my mouth work at first. "No. That sounds pretty  …  hot."

"Have you ever been restrained before?" he asked.

I nodded. "Pretend handcuffs a few times, but that's all."

"So you're going to let me have my way with you tonight?" he asked.

My mouth went dry from the surge of arousal, and I had to lick my lips. "Yes."

He smiled and closed the distance between us. "Wrist and ankle  restraints?" he asked, while his hands went to work on the zipper of my  jean shorts.

"That sounds okay, I think."

"You think?"

"Yes, I'm okay with that."

"Alright, but we'll skip the gag tonight in case you get uncomfortable.  Just let me know, no safe words. All you have to say is 'no' or 'stop.'"

I nodded again. In one motion he pushed my shorts and panties down my  legs, then helped me step out of my heels to discard my clothing.

"How do you feel about being spanked?" he asked, as I sat down on the  foot of his bed naked. Suddenly I was feeling a little out of my  element.

"Never been spanked before, so I don't know. I'm not opposed to trying,"  I told him honestly. I felt my cheeks warm at the admission, and my  nipples harden.

Will went to the walk-in closet and brought out some sort of long bar  with several cuffs attached. When he was back and standing in front of  me at the edge of the bed, I noticed he was still fully clothed in his  t-shirt and jeans while I sat here naked and exposed. He was in  control...and I liked it.

"These go around your ankles," he said pointing to the cuffs on the far  end of the bar. "And these go on your wrists," he explained, motioning  to the two cuffs in the center. I nodded my agreement. "If you're sure  you want to do this, climb up on the bed and get on your hands and  knees."

I did as he asked and felt him behind me, fastening the soft velcro  cuffs to my ankles. Then he reached for my wrists, one at a time to  restrain them. The results left my thighs spread, ass in the air, and  completely at his mercy. While I was still trying to get used to the  position with my face resting on the mattress, Will pulled a smooth,  satin blindfold over my eyes, putting me in total darkness.

"You okay?" he asked, his voice sounding deeper and huskier.

"Yes."

"You look so fucking hot like this, Lacy. I can't wait to do all sorts  of naughty things to you," he said, rubbing a hand over my ass and  making me smile.

I felt the mattress shift with what felt like Will's weight, then  without warning his tongue licked my exposed pussy, making my body  tremble as I cried out. His hands on my bottom spread me wider for his  mouth, as he continued his sensual assault.

My thighs shook while I moaned and thrashed from the pleasure, as much  as the restraints allowed. It didn't take long before I screamed with my  incredible release.

I was still panting while recovering when I heard Will laugh. "I may have to break out the gag after all," he said.

"Mmm," was all I was capable of responding.

I heard what sounded like the clang of a belt being undone, then his  zipper and the whoosh of what was probably his clothing being removed.  It was incredibly erotic not being able to see or move, to just be at  Will's mercy. I wanted him to touch me, to give me more pleasure. I was  greedy for it.

I felt something cool and smooth between my legs, grazing my pussy and  making me moan before it was removed. A sting across my ass came with  the sudden whomp sound. I cried out in surprise, and a little at the  unexpected burn. Was that his belt? Before I could figure it out, it was  once again rubbed along my slit. I was hit again, then the same rhythm  again and again. My thighs began shaking as another orgasm built. I  didn't tell him to stop, and the thought didn't even cross my mind. The  pain alternating with the pleasure was too good. One more smack followed  by a caress along my wet entrance and I came again, the pleasure  traveling so intensely through my body that it had to burst from my lips  in cries of ecstasy.         

     



 

"You are so fucking sexy," Will groaned. "And I love making you scream my name."

He moved off the bed, and then I felt something cool like lotion spread  over my burning cheeks, his hand rubbing and soothing. When his finger  dipped between my crease I gasped, not exactly in discomfort.

"How do you feel about ass play?" he asked.

"I-I've had anal sex before," I forced out through the pants. "And I,  um, liked it," I admitted. Zack had definitely been an ass man.

"Fuck, Lacy," Will groaned. I felt the mattress move and then what sounded like a drawer open before he came back.

Cold lube ran down my crease before Will's finger pushed all the way into my tight opening.

"Oh God," I moaned into the bed, as he teased and stretched first one  finger, then added another, until I was panting with need. "Please,  Will," I begged, needing more.

His hand reached around underneath me and rubbed the magic spot between  my legs, right when I felt the tip of his cock push against me. Slowly,  too slowly, he entered me while his fingers stroked my clit.

"Harder. Fuck me, Will," I told him, and he picked up the pace.

"Damn, Lacy. You are … so fucking tight … and feel … so good," Will said as he  thrust into me, holding tightly to my hips and riding me, dominating me  as I stayed restrained and unable to move underneath him.

My legs tensed as an overwhelming orgasm built and then exploded from me  in another series of screams. Above me Will stilled, and I felt the  warmth of his release pour into me when he cursed.

"Lacy. Shit. Are you okay?" he asked. I could only nod in response. I  was exhausted, spent and incredibly sated. "Let me undo the restraints  before I pass out."

I felt his hands work the velcro cuffs. When my wrists and ankles were  released I collapsed onto my stomach in a heap on the bed. Will's body  pressed down on top of mine, both of us sweaty and breathing heavily.

"I could fuck you all day, every day, and I'd never get enough," he said as his lips brushed over my neck and shoulder.

"Mmm," I replied in agreement. The man was unbelievable.

"Can you stay tonight?" he asked.

"Mmm."

"I'll take that as a yes. I'd probably restrain you again before I let you just up and leave," he laughed.

After we laid there a while slowing our breathing and recovering, Will  said, "I'm starting to think jobs are overrated. Who really needs food  and shelter and all that other shit?"

I smiled, knowing he meant the no contact order my dad had put on us. Even though he didn't mean it, I wished it were true.

"I'm sure my sister would take me in at Safe Haven to keep me off the streets," he added, making me laugh.

Finally I had enough strength in my limbs to push myself up on my arms  and roll over onto my back. Will stayed above me wearing a lazy, double  dimpled smile, his beautiful lime green eyes unobstructed by glasses.  The color reminded me of smooth, delicious sherbet. Great, now I had a  craving for the shit.

"You don't have any lime sherbet do you?" I asked. He laughed and shook his head.