Buyer’s Market(47)

Ethan looks at me and he has a confused, lopsided grin on his face.

“What?” I ask. Shit, did I say something wrong? I’m new to the boyfriend, fiance, getting fucked while tied to the bed thing.

“Nothing’s wrong,” Ethan says, reading the worry on my face. “I just thought about how I’d kill a man who fucked you, any man but me, and then all that anger just faded away. You know my temper. That never happens. But I have you. You’re mine, you belong to me, and I’m yours. With nothing to fear, there’s no need to be angry,” Ethan says.

He’s stroking long and slow into me and I’m moaning. But I’m listening, too. I’m not that new to this whole listening significant other thing. “Nobody’s cock will ever fuck me, much less like you do, Ethan. You’re the first and the last man that stuffs my holes up so fucking much I could pass out from the pleasure,” I tell him, and I swallow.

Ethan brings his thumb to my clit and swirls a tongue over one of my nipples and then the other. “You do belong to me, forever. I love you so fucking much, Emmaline,” Ethan says and captures my nipple between his teeth. “Now cum for me,” he says, biting down hard enough to make me yelp, wriggle, and have nowhere to go.

My pussy quakes beneath him and I’m struggling to breathe. When I catch my breath, mewling low in my throat at the deep, intense pleasure shooting through me, the orgasm that overtakes my body making me shake as much as I can in my restraints.

“I’m not done with your pussy yet, and your pussy’s not done cumming for me,” Ethan says. His mouth closes over my throat and his cock slides completely out of me, and then right back into me.

He slams back into me, then out completely. Ethan keeps stroking long into me, totally out and then totally in. It is maddening, but the intensity of the sensations in my pussy seems to skyrocket every time he slides back into me. Ethan starts slamming even harder into me each time and I feel my pussy starting to shake again. He stops lifting his whole body and uses just his hips to slide in and out of me, and closes his mouth over mine. The slams of his cock into my pussy knock the air out of me and he kisses me so passionately, I’m starting to get dizzy.

The orgasm doesn’t build slowly at all like I thought it would. His tongue slides into my mouth and the next orgasm is crack of lightning through my body, erupting from just how sensual his tongue is on me. Even though my hands are tied up, he reaches up and holds my wrists. I grip his hands holding him in this moment. My orgasm climbs even higher feeling Ethan’s hands in mine. His touch, his kiss, his cock, everything makes me want to drown in him. I feel so completely his and I’m aching to be his forever. I could stay tied to this bed forever. Ethan presses the full weight of his body against mine, crushing my breasts against the muscled planes of his chest. His lips kiss down my jawline and I gasp for air at the sheer force of the emotion and lust coursing through me. I can’t move to kiss him again. I can’t do anything but get fucked by him, and I’m desperate for him to keep fucking me. His cock is so deep inside me and I feel how close he is to cumming. I feel the cum between us from earlier slick with our sweat.

I’m a fucking mess right now and that makes it even hotter. I bet he licked his own cum off my nipples and that is just so raw and sensual that my clit twitches and I’m shivering with lust all over again.

“You’re a kinky fucker,” I say, the raw exactas of so many orgasms making me giddy.

“You’re a perfect dirty little princess, getting so nicely defiled for me. Do you like being tied down and fucked in your sweet mouth, in your tight little pussy?” Ethan is always up to more when he asks the question.

I open my mouth to answer and he closes his lips over mine, crashing his lips against mine with a passionate kiss that unfurls like the lust within me, still uncoiling deep in my belly, relentless as Ethan when he’s fucking me.

And then I feel his cock pull out.

Oh god, no, I need him to fuck me! He can’t be pulling out now! What kind of torture is this?

But remember how Ethan always asks loaded questions?

Well he was asking about two of my holes, but not the third one.

His teeth graze my lower lip. “I’m going to fuck your sweet ass now, and take my time, since no one is going to be late for any class today,” Ethan says with a happy laugh.

An erotic chill shoots through my body, and I push out with Ethan as he fucks his cock deep up my ass. God, the feel of him on me is so tantalizing perfect I can’t breathe. I don’t need to, because Ethan kisses me again and I’m inhaling him, tasting him.