He swiped the key into the door of our room and pushed it open. “Yeah?”
I kicked the door closed and leaned against it.
He walked to the bed and faced me. “What?”
I licked my lips, letting my gaze travel down his body. His loose beige pants hung low on his hips, the light blue t-shirt showing off tanned thick arms. My mouth watered. Veins protruded from his forearms. Every time he moved, his muscles rippled fluidly.
A grin spread on his face as he closed the distance between us. By the time he reached me, we were both naked. All thoughts of people trying to ruin our relationship forgotten.
NINE
“Close your eyes and open your mouth,” Brett whispered in my ear. Although his voice was quiet, low, it was firm and strong. I listened. Willingly.
I did as he said when something round pressed between my lips. My tongue licked over the ball that was in my mouth. The metal soon became hot as my breathing deepened. After being woken the next morning by a light swat on the ass, my brain was still fuzzy.
Soft fabric covered my eyes before Brett tied it behind my head. “Feel, lover. That’s it. No touch, no sight, no speaking. Just feel. Feel my hands on you.” He made a point of running his hands down the length of my body, massaging and kneading a path in their wake. “Feel me.”
I nodded. I did. I felt him everywhere. Before he touched me, I knew what it would feel like. My body, familiar and accustomed to his ways but he always surprised me. Left me panting and wanting with need. A desire so strong, it was mind controlling.
“Your skin is vibrating,” he crooned, placing sharp bites and soft kisses on my shoulder blades.
I moaned and whimpered. Mewing sounds left the back of my throat as the two senses mixed as one. He would bite and then kiss and then bite again, not giving me enough time to get over the first nip. His mouth grazed down my spine, his teeth biting into me every so often. My mind reeled. My eyes rolled back into my head. Who knew that being bit could feel so good?
“I could eat you up. Devour your body completely,” he husked. “Leaving you aching and panting for more. You always want more, don’t you, my little vixen?” he breathed against my tail bone.
I nodded.
“I’ll give you more. I’ll give you everything you ever dreamed of. Those erotic fantasies that you were too ashamed to share with your other boyfriends.” He gripped my ass, digging his fingers into my flesh. “Well my sweet Evvie. With me? You won’t have to be ashamed. I will please every dark, passionate, delicious,” he husked between kisses. “fantasy.”
My breath caught in my throat. I did have fantasies. Always about a dark lover who could please my every waking desire and more. What woman didn’t? She was lucky enough to find that one person who could appease her appetite. Her hunger. I found mine in Brett.
“You would like that, wouldn’t you? You want me to fill that hunger deep inside of you? Curb your craving for dark erotic love making?” He fisted my hair and pushed my face into the mattress, breathing hard against my neck. “Is that what you want?”
I frowned. Or tried to with a ball shoved in my mouth.
“I don’t make love?” he asked, taking the question right out of my thoughts.
I nodded.
“Every time, I’m inside of you, it’s making love. No matter how rough, how gentle, how delicious,” he purred. “It’s always making love to you.”
I panted. But I wanted more. I wanted proper normal love making. At least once. I wanted to know what it would feel like with him. He knew that. I just had to be patient.
“But right now...” He leaned into me, his erection pressing against my ass. “It won’t be making love. It will be pure raw animalistic fucking.”
My pussy throbbed, the liquid from my center running down my inner thigh. God, he hadn’t even touched me yet and I was turned on more than ever.
“I crave you,” he growled and grabbed my hands before pinning them behind my back. He tied something around them and grunted in approval.
My heart raced. I was completely and utterly restrained under him.
“I always preferred to have your hands on me but right now, seeing you bound and gagged, spread open for me…” His hand caressed my ass. “I think I prefer this. I can do whatever I want and you can’t stop me, Evvie. Now this is control.”
My breathing picked up and I moaned when his fingers dug into the flesh of my rear.
“Your cunt is soaked and hungry for me. Your greedy body wants my cock.” He leaned down to my ear. “You like being restrained, Evvie?”
I nodded, spreading my legs more.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked, moving down the length of my body.