My Father's Best Friend(24)

Was. That told me all I needed to know. She'd decided to stay.  "Charlotte, look at me," I commanded. Her eyes immediately found mine.  "Do you believe that I love you?" She nodded without hesitation, saving  herself another count on the tally. "Does it really matter, in the long  run, why I'm choosing now when we both know it was going to happen  eventually?"

She considered me for a few moments and I could practically see the cogs whirling in her mind.

"Do you want to marry me, Charlotte?"

"Yes." Her voice waivered and she smiled tentatively.

I surged up from the floor and lifted her into my arms, twirling her  around, drowning in the beautiful sound of her laughter. "Then let that  be your answer now."





Chapter 11


Gabe


"Yes." Her voice was muffled by my shirt, but I felt her answer to the depth of my bones.

When I stopped moving, I let her slide down my body until her feet  touched the floor. I wanted her to feel how much I wanted her. Then I  cupped her face in my hands and looked deep into her eyes for a moment.  "Do you trust me, sweetheart?"

I was getting more and more excited to teach her different methods of  pleasure. I knew I'd have to go slow and make sure she wasn't frightened  by it, because I knew she'd love it in the end.

"Of course."

I fucking love this woman.

"I want to teach you about some of my sexual preferences, things I think we will enjoy doing together."

She raised an eyebrow, intrigued rather than wary.

My woman is fucking awesome.

I kissed her with all of my pent up passion from the evening. When I  pulled back, she looked dazed and excited. "Go to the bedroom and strip,  get in bed and wait for me on your back, legs open. Okay?"

"Okay," she agreed, a sweet blush tingeing her nose and cheeks with  pink. I turned her towards the bedroom and patted her ass to get her  moving. She padded down the hall and I went into the kitchen to get the  first thing I would need.

When I entered the bedroom, I was pleased to see she'd done exactly as  I'd asked. I set the container in my hands down on the floor and walked  to the end of the bed to see the full effect. After simply admiring the  view for a moment, I reached out and ran a finger between the lips of  her pussy. It came away shiny and I stuck it in my mouth, her taste  building my need.

"You have no idea how absolutely gorgeous you are right now, sweetheart.  Your pink pussy open and already drenched for me." She squirmed a  little, but didn't close her legs. I winked at her in approval, and  rounded the bed, stopping at her side of the headboard.

"I'm going to cuff you to the bed, sweetheart. All right?" She nodded in  response. I sat beside her and kept our gazes locked. "When I ask a  question, I need you to answer me out loud. I don't want to misinterpret  anything."

Her head started to bob again, but stopped halfway, "Yes, you can, um,  cuff me." She looked uncertain and excited at the same time. It was  going to be the biggest challenge of my life to get through my plans  without coming.

I grabbed the pair of buttery soft, leather restraints in the table  beside the bed that I'd put there just for this occasion. The chain  attached to both sides of the headboard, then met in the middle where  there was a gadget that allowed the person cuffed to turn over without  getting twisted up.         

     



 

After affixing her hands in the cuffs, I lifted a silk swath of fabric  and showed it to her. "Do you trust me enough to let me blindfold you?  I'll only go as far as you're comfortable with, as long as you agree to  let me push your boundaries a little."

She looked between me and the black silk a few times, then took a deep  breath, "Yes, I trust you," she whispered. "You can blindfold me." As I  tied it around her head, I gave her a quick kiss of appreciation.

I swiftly undressed, although I left on my boxer briefs in the hope it  would help me keep myself in check. Grabbing the container from the  floor, I climbed onto the bed and knelt between Charlotte's thighs,  setting it next to me. Laying my hands on the silky skin of her thighs, I  moved them slowly over her hips and her stomach, to cup her tits, their  perfect size spilling from my palms. Hovering over her, I took her  mouth in another consuming kiss, driving up her desire, drinking in her  moans.

Breaking the kiss, I sat back on my heels and opened the container,  removing a piece of ice. At the first touch on her nipple, she gasped  and shivered. Her rosy bud hardened, becoming a stiff peak. Leaning  down, I licked it and she shivered for a whole other reason. I circled  the nipple with the ice a few times, then ran it across the tip again.  Alternating with licks and nips, then giving the other tit the same  attention.

Her moans were escalating and I smiled to myself, pleased that she was  finding pleasure in this. After loving on her tits for a few minutes, I  grabbed a new ice cube and slid it between her breasts, down to her  belly button, circling and licking there as well.

Then I moved on to her pussy. Taking a fresh cube, I licked her from  bottom to top, following the path with the ice. Charlotte cried out and  bowed up on the bed, attempting to close her legs, but I was hindering  the movement. I used the ice and my tongue to torture her until she was  whimpering in desperation. With another new cube, I slid it inside her,  pressing in with my finger and latching on to her clit. I sucked hard,  setting her off like a rocket, screaming my name and convulsing.

Pre-come was leaking furiously, my cock begging to be released. I used  the time to move off the bed and put the container of ice in the  bathroom to calm myself down. After I felt a little stronger, I sat down  at her side again and gave her another sweet kiss.

"How do you feel, sweetheart?"

"Fucking hell, Gabe. That was amazing," she panted, still worked up from her orgasm.

"It's crucial that you listen carefully to my instructions, Charlotte.  There is great pleasure to be had in what comes next, but only if you do  as you're told. I don't want you to be hurt or frightened."

"All right." Her voice held a hint of trepidation.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I will always take care of you." I opened the  drawer again and lifted the small, leather crop, running the strips  through my fingers as I gave her instruction.

"First, you need a word, something you can say that will tell me I've  gone beyond your limit and I need to stop. I will always stop. Do you  understand?"

"Yes."

She chose a word, and I went back to my explanation. "You are giving me  complete and utter control of your body, sweetheart. You will not make a  sound unless you are asked a direct question or are using your safe  word. Not even a moan, Charlotte. That was the only time tonight you  will be allowed to come without permission. You are not to orgasm unless  I allow it. Your orgasms are mine. And, let me be very clear about  something, that particular edict extends beyond what we do together this  evening. You won't always have to ask, but you are not allowed to get  off on your own. That's my job, and mine alone. Should you break this  rule, you will be punished."

She stilled and went rigid at my announcement.

"Sweetheart, trust, remember? I would never do anything to hurt you beyond adding to our pleasure. Do you have any questions?"

She shook her head slowly, and said, "No, not right now, but I probably  will later." I saw that she was nervous and soothed her by petting her  body a few times, soft gestures of comfort and love.

"Before we begin, I'm going to warn you. You are already due for punishment."

She gasped, "What for?"

I laid a hand on her throat and put just the slightest pressure there.  "For even thinking about leaving me. I counted four times." I pressed a  little harder. "Although threatening to leave should warrant several  more. But, I'm feeling generous and keeping the tally low. Be grateful  for that and turn over, sweetheart. Get on your knees and forearms, legs  spread wide and your sexy ass high in the air."         

     



 

She paused again, looking uncomfortable.

"There won't be any anal play tonight," I said, knowing the direction  her thoughts had gone in. "Maybe someday, but don't worry about that  tonight."

Tension seeped from her shoulders as I helped her turn and get into the  right position. Then I situated myself behind her, my cock practically  weeping at the sight of her body offered up to me, her arousal  glistening on the lips of her pussy and the inner skin of her thighs.

Leaning over her back, I grasped her tits and squeezed, manipulating her  nipples, twisting and plucking, ratcheting up her need. Going back to  my original spot, I pushed her legs a little wider and used my thumbs to  hold open the lips of her pussy so I could lick and suck all the  evidence of her desire. After a few minutes, a moan slipped from her  mouth and I immediately stopped and sat up.