“When something is too much.”
“Even better.” Just the reminder of her safe word brought to mind the origin of it—the gorgeous color of her nipples. Which I wanted to see right now. Fuck, I wanted to do more than see them—I wanted them in my mouth. Under my tongue. Between my teeth.
I ducked my head and skimmed my lips along her jaw, triumphant in the shivers that rippled through her body. I loved knowing how much I affected her. Loved knowing that she was completely in the moment with me.
“Kneel up for me, sweetheart. I want to see those gorgeous tits of yours.” Her eyes snapped open, and I couldn’t hold back my smile. Even with her shock, she complied with my order. I murmured another good girl, and reached for the string tie. “I’m glad you decided to follow orders and wear the bikini instead of the one piece.”
Her mouth dropped open again. “How did you know I was considering wearing a one piece?”
“Because even though we haven’t known each other that long, I’m starting to know how you think. How you react.” Once I had the knot undone, I carefully pulled the strings forward and peeled the thin cups from her breasts. Every inch of skin that I uncovered was another example of total fucking perfection. I cupped both tits in my hands, and I lowered my mouth and skimmed my lips along the upper slopes.
Her chest rose and fell as I reached her right nipple, and her words came out slightly shaky. “What would you have done if I’d disobeyed?”
I lifted my eyes as I tongued her areola. More shivers racked her body. I lifted up an inch, not releasing my hold. “I would’ve put you over my knee and turned your ass red before I did exactly what I’m going to do right now—make you come harder than you’ve ever come in your life.” I paused as soon as I’d described the punishment, deciding that there was another conversation Emma and I were overdue to have. “And now is probably a good time to discuss limits, sweetheart.”
“Limits?” she asked.
“Yes. Your hard limits. Things you wouldn’t want to try.”
She chewed on her lower lip, like there wasn’t anything that sprang to mind. Fucking hell, my cock got even harder. I decided to help her out. “I’m pretty sure you’re already good with restraints.”
She nodded. “Yes.” I knew we could both recall the way I’d bound her hands at the gazebo.
“And some light spanking.”
She nodded again, her pupils dilating.
“And what about anal play?” Dear God, let her say yes. That peach of an ass has been begging to be fucked since the first day I’d seen her.
“I … I’ve never done anything like that, but I’m willing to try…”
That’s my girl. I gave a tight nod. “Good. If anything else comes up, we’ll discuss it first. I want you to feel comfortable to try new things with me.”
She sucked in a breath as I closed my mouth over her nipple, sucking, licking, and tugging at it with my teeth. My thumb and forefinger closed over the other, rolling and squeezing until she turned and writhed against my thigh, desperate for the contact that would make her come.
The jets cycled on, blasting me from behind, and an idea bubbled up with the frothing water. I gripped Emma by her hips and pulled her back
“What are you—”
“Trust me. You’re going to love this.”
I pressed a few buttons on the control panel before maneuvering us so we both faced one of the jets as the pulse died away. I reached in front of Emma and aimed it so it hit right at the level of her pussy. I tugged the string ties of her bikini bottoms and tossed them over the edge of the hot tub.
Her protest was silenced when my hand slipped around her hips and covered her tight little cunt. The object of my movements must have dawned on her, because she murmured, “Oh, shit.”
“I got you, sweetheart. I told you I was going to make you come harder than you ever have in your life.” My words feathered over her ear.
The jet flared to life again, and I spread her pussy lips with my fingers, letting the smooth pulse of the water hit her clit.
“Oh my God.” Emma breathed, squirming against me. “Oh my God. I can’t.”
“Yes, you can.” The water calmed, and I skimmed my fingers over her center, before dipping them lower and thrusting two inside her. Lowering my lips to the column of her throat, I dragged my teeth down the tendon.
“Holy—” The rest of whatever she was about to say was drowned out by another pulse of water jetting against her clit and her body-arching moan.
Her inner muscles clamped down on my fingers and her hips bucked against my hold for long moments.