Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 116232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
“I bought this restraint system for you,” I said and began my journey back around the bed to my nightstand. “Along with this.”
I reached into the open drawer and retrieved the vibrator, holding it up for her to see. It was a simple wand type, cordless and wrapped in black silicone. It was such a simple thing, and yet I found it sexy as hell.
“I finished charging it this morning,” I added.
It was dropped to the mattress beside her, and although the squirm of delight she made was subtle, it gave me a ton of pleasure. I fucking loved how she looked with the black cuffs wrapped around her, trapped in my bed and at my mercy. The only thing that could possibly make this better would be if she’d had on that black choker she’d worn with her maid costume.
The one that had looked like a collar.
Maybe next time.
I took a beat, just letting her wait impatiently for me to do something.
Anything.
It was a way to build up her anticipation.
Finally, I dove into the drawer once again and retrieved a rolled-up towel. It was plain and white, and just big enough for what I needed.
Her chest rose and fell with hurried breath as I leaned over the side of the bed and began to slide the terrycloth beneath her lower body. This towel was a signal to her, and she knew what I planned to do, so if she didn’t want that, all she had to do was say it.
But instead, she lifted her hips, making it easier for me to slip the white towel beneath her.
When it was in place, I striped out of my pants, down to my black boxer briefs, and snatched up the vibrator. Charlotte’s expression was anxious and electric as I climbed on the bed between her legs. Her throat bobbed with a swallow. Was she excited? Did she want this even more than I did?
No. That couldn’t be possible.
I wanted it too much.
A button was pushed on the handle, and the wand whirred to life. I grinned as I leaned over her, bracing myself on an arm, and dragged the buzzing toy up the inside of her thigh.
She laughed and tried to wriggle away because it obviously tickled, but I kept it in contact with her skin, dragging it up, and up, and up . . .
“Shit,” she muttered under her breath.
The head of the vibrator was at the juncture of her legs, touching her clit through the lace of her black panties. It clearly felt good, but I studied her face as I rolled the tip of the humming toy around, searching for the spot where she wanted it the most.
Where it felt the best.
Her hips moved, grinding against it, and a smile peeled back my lips.
This girl—my girlfriend—was so goddamn sexy.
“Can you come like this?” I asked.
She looked at me like this was a ridiculous question. “Uh, yeah.”
“Then do it,” I ordered.
Everything up until this moment had been light and maybe a little playful. But my command flipped a switch, making the scene utterly serious.
Her lips parted and she sucked in a breath, telling me she felt the shift too. There was power swirling all around us, heating my blood and making my dick hard.
I pushed the vibrator against her, drawing quiet, sultry moans, but they escalated quickly, and I was fucking thrilled with how fast she complied with my demand. Her arms strained against the restraints, and her head tipped back, eyes slamming shut as she came.
The buzzing ceased when I turned off the vibrator and it was tossed away, falling on the floor with a deep thud. As she recovered, I splayed my hand over her beautiful body. It caressed the curves of her bra-clad breasts, slid over her taut stomach, down the length of her thigh, and then back up again.
She was still catching her breath when I straightened and sat back on my knees between her spread, bound legs. I curled my fingers around the crotch of her panties and pulled it aside, so I could stare at her. She was bare, a deep pink, and glistening.
“So fucking wet.” My voice was low and rough. I swiped a finger through her arousal and then licked the pad of that finger, dragging it provocatively across my bottom lip. “Such a sweet, helpless little pussy.”
Charlotte let out a panicked sound, like what I’d said had turned her on so much, it was alarming. And I fucking loved it, how attuned we were. Deep down, we were a lot alike.
“This is temporary,” I warned.
I reached behind myself and unclipped one of her ankles, because I wanted her underwear out of my way. I grabbed the sides of her panties and tugged them down, all the way until she was able to pull her leg free. I left the scrap of lace hanging around the cuff where she remained bound, before setting my sights on her free ankle. She eagerly put it back where it had been so I could clip her to the strap.