For His Desire(3)
Michael retrieved a second tie and she offered her wrist. He bound the left wrist to the headboard as well, rendering Elena helpless before him. Any thoughts of fright or apprehension were completely overwhelmed by her enthusiasm. The ties held her, but she knew that Michael’s orders would hold her as well.
“Now we have those out of the way,” he said, intending to take his time exploring her body.
Elena gasped as his hands were on her, caressing her breasts, tasting the hard nipples with the tip of his tongue. Elena moaned again, her breath catching in her throat as Michael sucked on her nipples.
With her hands tied, Elena felt even more exposed and vulnerable, but it also thrilled her immensely. His lips found her neck and she bit her lip, closing her eyes as she felt the sensations wash over her. His hands were even more extraordinary than she had fantasized.
His hands and mouth explored her legs and she tried to wrap her legs around him, but he wanted her to keep her legs spread so he could see her. With each touch, Elena ached with the need to touch him but she could not.
He unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off. His pants were next and Elena watched breathlessly as he exposed himself bit by bit. His body was incredible, toned though still lean and she felt the desire to lick his chest, to taste him as he had tasted her.
Elena watched raptly as Michael removed his underwear, revealing his hard cock. It was thick and Elena ached to feel it inside of her. For a moment, Elena thought that was his immediate intention, but she was disappointed to discover that he would continue to deny her. Although it frustrated her to not be given what she wanted, it made her cunt wetter in anticipation.
She wanted to touch him, taste him but his cock was simply teasing her now, touching her thigh when she wanted to feel it deep inside of her.
Michael picked up the wine bottle and took a long drink before setting it again on the bedside table. He kissed Elena again and she could taste the wine in his mouth. It was incredibly erotic and he teased her, pressing gently against her lips but knowing that she needed something more.
Michael tilted the bottle above her body, letting the wine spill over her breasts and down her stomach to her pussy, which was already glistening and wet without benefit of libations. She sighed as the liquid hit her body, her sighs becoming moans as Michael placed his mouth at her breast, licking at the wine.
She began writhing beneath him, trying to arch her body to him to help draw him inside. She was so warm and ached for his touch, but he continued the tease, drawing out the touches and brief kisses that only made her want more.
Elena reached for him but the silk bindings kept her hands where he wanted them. She tried to twist her body around, but his weight on top of her prevented that. “Michael,” she said, breathing harder and he kissed her more passionately.
“Fuck me,” she breathed into his ear.
“I intend to,” he said. “When I am ready.”
He licked and sucked at her breasts and her stomach, tilting the wine bottle to spill more wine between her legs. He licked at her inner thighs and she writhed beneath his tongue. His hand brushed against her cunt, feeling her heat but not giving in to it. Not yet.
Elena, however, felt certain that they were both ready and she parted her thighs, ready and willing to have him inside of her. Michael’s lips met hers and Elena tasted the wine that lingered there. He could feel how much she wanted him and his cock responded.
“Please,” she whispered, her pussy so wet and wanting. “Please.”
Each moan and whimper from Elena’s lips made Michael’s cock harder. He rested the tip of his shaft against her moist cunt, slowly pressing just the head inside. Elena tilted her pelvis to pull Michael inside of her. In control, teasingly he pushed inside of her at his pace.
Elena spread her legs wider, feeling as every inch of Michael’s thick cock filled her. She reached for him, the silk ties holding firmly. He thrust, feeling her warm depths envelope around his stiff dick. Elena squirmed beneath him, feeling as Michael moved slowly inside of her. He pulled out until the head was just resting against at her pussy and pushed hard into her and she screamed out in surprise and arousal.
“So warm,” he said and Elena moved against him. She pulled him into her, enjoying the complete fullness he gave her.
“Oh, fuck,” she groaned as he slowly thrust against her until the tease became unbearable for both of them. He was always in control of himself, of his life and his destiny but now his need to consume overcame even that control and he began to thrust harder, faster.
She was lost in the moment and in her own need, feeling an overwhelming desire for him, for his cock. She whimpered his name as she arched up again. Without the use of her hands, she was limited in how she could move, but she felt the slow burn of her orgasm begin. She moved more frantically, crying out as Michael’s cock was fully inside her and filling her. “Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.” Her words were as urgent as her need. Her words and her needs fueled his own and Michael drove into her harder.