My tip fell to her entrance and I pushed inside, groaning at how wet and hot she was. She arched her back, and I moved deeper, coating myself with her wetness as our kiss grew more desperate. I sank all the way, and she wrapped her legs around me and jammed her heels into my ass. Pulling out to the tip, I gave her a hard stroke and she broke our kiss and gasped.
I did it again, the loud smack of our skin reverberating around the room. “You like it rough, Scarlett?”
“Mmm yes. Harder.”
My cock pulsed at her words and I tried to steady my breathing so I wouldn’t come too soon. I pounded her, starting a slow rhythm that shook her with each impact. She wrapped her fingers around the rope and held on.
I leaned back, needing to see all of her. Gripping her hips, I pulled her down so the ropes were stretched tight and she was fully on my cock. I thrusted harder and faster, her eyes fixed on mine and her tits bouncing with each harsh push.
“Harder?”
She nodded. I dug my fingers into her skin and fucked her, my cock rubbing every part of her walls as she clenched me in tight. She was a wet dream, tied to the bed and cooing as I fucked her harder than I’d ever fucked anyone in my life.
I licked my thumb and pressed it down on her clit. When I started stroking her along to my rhythm, she worked her hips to get every bit of friction with me.
“So fucking hot.” It was all I could say.
Her lower back arched off the bed as she spread wider. I stared as my cock disappeared inside her tight pink.
“I’m so close.” Her movements became jerky as I swirled and flicked her clit.
I reached down with my other arm and wrapped it around her back, pulling her into my strokes. Her pussy tightened, and she held her breath as I kept working her. Then she let out a cry and said my name as she clamped down on me, her pussy convulsing and gripping my cock tight.
I captured one of her nipples in my mouth and bit down, while still pumping into her.
“Oh God,” she said on a moan.
I thrust a few more times, my cock ready to explode. “Keep coming. Milk my cock.” I shoved in deep and released, my balls drawing up tight as I shot inside her. “Oh, fuck, Scarlett.” Her pussy spasmed around me as she pushed down onto me as much as she could, taking me all the way.
Our moans subsided and I rested my head on the pillow next to hers, just trying to catch my breath.
She went limp, her body sated. “I need to feel you.” She tugged at the rope.
I untied her, fumbling at first and then getting the knots undone. When she was free, she ran her hands up and down my back, pulling me close to the point where I was worried I was crushing her. I rolled onto my back, taking her with me.
She snuggled into my chest and rested her head over my heart. I smoothed my fingers through her hair and breathed her in.
“You’re amazing.” I wasn’t sure how else to put it.
“Thanks.” She smiled against me.
“I’d like to tie you up again sometime.”
“Already thinking about the next time? Does that mean this time didn’t do it for you?” She nipped at my chest.
“This time did it. Trust me.” I ran my fingertips up and down her smooth back. “And I definitely want there to be a next time.”
“Be careful with that. Your reputation as a womanizer might be in peril if you try to stick with just me.”
“Maybe I don’t want that reputation anymore.” I hugged her to me. She was too good for me. But I’d always liked a challenge.
“Maybe I’m going to start my own reputation. Try to match your numbers. Play the field.” She snorted.
I tensed and popped her on the ass.
She jumped and glared up at me, resting her chin in my chest. “Hey!”
“Mention other men again, and I’ll smack that perfect ass even harder.” I couldn’t tell if I wanted her to mention it so I could spank her or if I’d rather she accepted her fate.
She nibbled her bottom lip, as if she were going through the same options in her mind.
“Go on.” I kissed her forehead and kneaded the ass cheek I’d slapped. “Try me.”
“Asshole.” She settled back in against me.
“Definitely.” I rubbed her back for a few more minutes as her breathing evened out.
Pulling the duvet over us, I whispered, “Get some rest. You’ll have a lot of work to do tomorrow to convince me on this plan of yours.”
“It’s not up to you.” Her voice was already thick with sleep.
I closed my eyes. “We’ll see.”
Chapter Seventeen
Scarlett
I snapped the final garter into place and perused my legs. The thigh-highs were in place, black lace skirting around my thighs. My black bra pushed up my breasts to greater heights than they could ever reach on their own, and my thong had barely enough fabric to cover my girly bits.