“More.” A little farther still but not nearly enough. His little sub was still too far into her own head. He needed to do something to further take control from her, to reassure her that he was in charge. “Don’t move.”
After a quick rummage through the black bag next to the bed, he brought out a pair of restraints. They were specially designed for beds without posts and boasted thick Velcro pads that would attach to the comforter and hold her in place because of their weight on the bed. He scooted her over to the center of the mattress and jerked her legs as far apart as he could without causing her real discomfort.
A low sound of distress came from her, but when he glanced up, her gaze was heavy-lidded with desire. He wrapped the restraints around one delicate ankle and then the next, sitting back to let her give an experimental tug on the restraints. As she realized she couldn’t move, her expression grew tense, but he watched a drop of honey drip from her pussy and travel down the crack of her ass. His breath came out in a satisfied grunt as he lay between her legs and blew a warm breath on her cunt.
Her answering moan made him smile, and he gently nosed the damp curls at the top of her mound, inhaling the scent of her desire. He licked the exposed crease of her leg where her inner thigh met her pussy, and slowly ran his tongue up one side and down the other. Repeating the motion on her other leg, he continued his lick down to the crease of her ass, dipping briefly over her perineum before pulling back and breathing on her again.
With her legs spread this wide open, the wet folds of her body lay exposed to his gaze. He made his tongue as broad as he could and gave her a long, firm stroke from the base of her cunt all the way to the top, avoiding her clit at the last moment. The little choked noise of disappointment she gave made precum leak from the tip of his cock as he fastened his hands beneath her bottom and held her body up to his mouth.
His mouth hovered over her clit, but he licked around that little nub in slow circles, sometimes catching just the edge of her hood, other times pressing down on the root of her clit where it descended into her body. Soon her pelvis tried to shift into his mouth, to make him put his lips on her where she wanted it. Instead he gripped her hips and held her to the bed, feeling her legs jerk against him as she pulled against the bonds.
Up one side and down the other, judging by her reactions what brought her the most pleasure. When he bit down on one of her swollen pussy lips, she shrieked and shuddered beneath him as her cunt rewarded him with a fresh flow of juice. Lapping up her offering, he stiffened his tongue and thrust it into her so that his nose rubbed against the tip of her clit.
Animalistic sounds escaped her throat as her cunt tried to pull his tongue deeper into her body. The thought of those tender tissues gripping his cock brought an answering groan from him, and he pulled back, giving himself a moment to regain control of his libido. She looked down her body at him, the pleading in her expression sending a surge of delight through his dom side. While he cooled down, he wanted her to keep heating up.
“Keep your gaze on me,” he said in a low growl, and her eyes widened as he thrust first one, then two fingers into her pussy. He loved the vulnerable expression a woman got on her face when she was deep in the throes of passion, that silent begging to give her relief, to let her come. Her body grew more and more tense, and his hand was coated in her cream up to his knuckles.
He began to lick around her clit again, pausing to place gentle bites on the hood. Each nip tore a cry from her, and she thrust herself on his fingers, snapping her hips as much as she could with her legs restrained. A closer swirl of his tongue and she tensed, trembling so hard it felt as if she was going to shake apart.
“Please, please, please,” she whispered over and over in a desperate mantra.
He gave the tip of her clit a tiny flick with his tongue. “Please what?”
“Please, Sir, please make me come.”
“How?”
She groaned low in her throat as he removed his hands and ran his knuckle over her slick entrance. “Please put my clit in your mouth. Please suck it, Sir. Please, I’ll do anything you want, just make me come.”
Those words of surrender set fire to his body, and he stood up, smiling as she wailed in distress. Her whimpers tapered off as he removed his shoes and pants, standing before her with his cock bobbing in her direction. Fisting himself, he stroked from the base of his cock to the head until a pearl of precum shone on the tip. He sat on the edge of the bed and held his cock just close enough to her mouth that she had to strain to lick the tip of it, her tongue frantic as she tried to reach more. The soft lash of her mouth on him made him want to bury himself in her throat, to feed her his cum, but he wanted to be between her legs even more.
After sheathing himself in a condom from the drawer next to the table, he knelt between her legs. “Tanwen, look at me.”
Her eyelids fluttered almost all the way shut as he slowly began to push into her. So tight, her pussy gripped his cock like a silken fist as he worked his way in. The intimacy of her gaze, the way she struggled to fulfill his command to look at him made him proud. With his body pressed flush against hers, he finally sheathed himself in her wet heat all the way to his balls.
“This is what I love, Tanwen. To feel your soft body accepting mine, your curves padding me as I take you.” He pulled out and pushed back in, enjoying how her hips ground against his. “You’re mine, Tanwen. This is my body to fuck, mine to take. All you can do is lie back and feel.”
Her lips parted in a gasp, and her eyes almost rolled back in her head as he reached between them and stroked her clit with the pad of his thumb. A deep groan came from her as he circled that stiff nub of flesh, working it as he plunged his cock in and out of her. She arched beneath him, her scream piercing the air as her clit twitched beneath his fingers and her pussy convulsed around his cock.
“That’s it, baby, come for me. Soak my cock in your juices. Ah, fuck yeah.” He continued to pinch and pull at her clit, not giving her a chance to rest even as he pounded into her. With her hands gripping the sheets above her head, she arched and bucked beneath him, trying to hold his gaze as he drove her higher and higher.
Around his aching dick, her pussy tightened again and he strained to hold back as she hovered on the brink.
“Little flame, come for me.”
With a scream that echoed in the room, she exploded beneath him, and her bucking hips drove him over the edge. Each convulsion of her cunt around his cock seemed to pull the orgasm from him until he bellowed as his toes curled, and he jammed himself in her as far as he could go, gripping her hips hard enough that he was sure he’d find bruises on her tomorrow.
He barely had enough energy to stumble off the bed and dispose of the condom. When he came back, Tanwen still panted, little tremors running through her body. Best of all, her hands were still above her head where he had ordered them. Such a little thing but such a pleasure to a dom.
After unhooking her ankles, he said, “You can lower your arms now.”
She complied, and the smile she gave him seemed to warm him down to his very soul. Peaceful, happy, and utterly content, her smile filled him with joy. “Thank you, Sir. I’ve never felt anything like that, ever. You are amazing.”
Wrapping her arms around him, he pulled them both beneath the blankets and snuggled her close. The way she instantly molded to his body and the happy noises she made as she wiggled her bottom against his still semihard cock made everything seem right with the world. Such a delicious little bundle of woman.
“Stay the night with me, Tanwen.”
She stiffened against him, and he pretended not to notice as he nibbled on the back of her neck. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea. We’re keeping things not serious, right?”