Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44435 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44435 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
I eagerly nodded my head. “Yes. Please.”
“On your back,” he ordered. “Hands above your head.”
Immediately, I moved to do as he said, my dick jutting up into the air as I laid on my back. Tango slid out of bed and disappeared from the room. I frowned after him, a little self-conscious and a bit chilly, but I didn’t dare move. He hadn’t given me permission to.
When Tango came back into the room, he was holding rope in his hand. I swallowed thickly, my cock leaking precum onto my belly.
Was he going to use that rope on me? Why did I like the idea of it so much?
He held it up as he pressed a knee into the mattress, his thick body looming over mine. Had I been in this room with anyone else, I’d have been frightened. But having him leaning over me like this just made me feel safe. So fucking safe.
“You against being tied up?”
I shook my head. “Not by you.”
His eyes softened, and he cupped my cheek with his free hand. “Anyone else ever dares to, and I’ll chop their fuckin’ fingers off and present them to you in a box lined with black velvet, you hear me?”
I nodded, my body relaxing for him even as my heart swelled in my chest. He leaned down and softly kissed me before expertly tying the rope around my wrists. Then, he tied the other end to the headboard. I gently tugged on the rope, my heart knocking in my chest when I realized he’d tied it perfectly. I was unable to escape.
Tango gripped my chin, forcing my eyes on his. “Red stops all of this,” he promised me. “I’ll untie you and take care of you. All you have to do is say the word.” He released my chin and softly dragged his fingertips down my neck, across my chest, and over my torso until his fingers could wrap around my cock. I softly moaned, my body relaxing once again. “I just want to fuck you without you being able to touch me, leaving you at my mercy. Let you see how good it feels to just let go and let me take care of you.”
I nodded. “I want that, too.” I licked my lips, letting my eyes meet his. “So badly.”
He groaned and leaned down, pressing a kiss to my chest right above where my heart was threatening to burst through my breastbone. “You’re so damn perfect for me.”
I smiled. Couldn’t help myself. Not when he said things like that and made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Tango snatched the olive oil off the nightstand, and with his other hand, he probed between my cheeks, groaning when he realized I was still soft and slightly open for him. I spread my thighs, hiking my legs back to give him better access.
He pressed a kiss to my calf in response, making tingles roll through my veins.
I was riveted, my eyes locked on his fist as he slicked up his cock before looking down at me from between my spread thighs, his blue eyes as dark as the ocean during a raging storm. They were dark for me. Because he wanted me.
God, that put me on a high.
“You want me to stretch you?”
I shook my head, curling my fingers around the rope. “Make it burn.”
He set the olive oil aside and then gripped his cock, pressing against my hole. I bore down, letting him inside of me, moaning at the burn and the stretch as my body struggled to accommodate him. He was so big and thick and long—and I couldn’t get enough of him. I was addicted. Desperate. So fucking needy.
“Yessss,” I moaned, wrapping my thighs around his hips.
“You feel so good,” he growled, leaning down to kiss me. “So fucking good, baby. Can’t believe I waited this fucking long to be inside of you. I’m addicted.”
I whined when he began to fuck me, his hips brutally punching forward. He nipped and sucked at my bottom lip before shoving my face to the side, attacking my neck and marking my skin. My balls pulled up tight against my body, my words no longer making sense. All I could focus on was Tango and the way he made me feel. How good he was fucking me. The shivers rolling down my spine. My cock throbbing between us.
“Gonna come,” I cried out.
“Give it to me, boy,” Tango growled, wrapping his fist around my cock. With one flick of his wrist around my tip, I came undone, screaming his name, my mind whiting out at the sheer pleasure that rushed through every single nerve ending in my body.
Tango snarled my name and his hips stilled, his cum flooding my hole. I only wished we had a plug so his cum could stay inside of me. So I couldn’t lose it.