wait long. I felt something tickle my nose and jerked my hands to move it away, only I couldn’t. I heard a deep chuckle; I knew he was enjoying this, toying with me. The tickling sensation moved down my cheek across my throat to my chest where it paused, then oh so slowly to the underside of my breast. I whimpered wanting more, more touch, more sensation, more him. He slowly ran the soft tickling item around my breast over and over, my nipple beading tighter until it was almost painful. When he had almost reached it, he stopped and switched to the other breast starting all over again.
I gasped when he reached down pinching my nipple hard. I cried out when he increased the pressure, all at the same time teasing the other breast with the distracting tickling sensation. All at once, it all stopped and I mewled around the gag wanting it to return, wanting the sensations back. I clutched the handle of the crop in my hand, digging my nails into the leather waiting for him to do something, anything.
I felt the tickling sensation again at the bottom of my feet and my back arched as much as it could with my bindings. It continued up and around my ankle, slowly gliding over my calf to the back of my knee and I moaned loudly. He continued teasing me on my outer thigh then across my stomach to my ribs, where he slowly ran the object up to my arm. I was writhing on the bed with the soft slow sensations, everything was tingling and my pussy was fluttering, wanting to be filled, fucked as only he could.
Everything stopped and I heard his feet slowly padding across the floor away from the bed, I whined at the sense of loss I felt. I could feel the rough sensation of fabric against my back as I tried to follow his footsteps, my skin was oh so sensitive by the light play. I heard him walking back towards me and the bed dipped as he climbed beside me, I could smell his musky scent and tried to press my thighs together but the binds held strong.
Heat encompassed my nipple and I screamed behind the gag as he bit down on the nipple and I could feel my liquids trickle down the crack of my ass. He released it just as quickly as he had started and I whined a high pitiful whine not wanting him to stop. He ran his hands up my throat calming me, letting me know he was still there with me. The back of his hands slid down my throat between my breasts over my stomach towards the place where my body needed his touch, his attention the most. He brushed his hand across me and my back arched, my toes curled and I couldn’t breathe. He ran a finger slowly over my slit and made a low sound in the back of his throat when he felt just how wet I was for him.
I felt his warm breath on my ear just—just breathing in and out and my eyes rolled back in my head. His hand continued the barely there touch over my slit, just putting enough pressure to let me know it was there. He sucked my earlobe into his mouth and bit down gently; I moaned out my pleasure and he released it after a gentle suck.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” he whispered. “Would you like that?”
I nodded my head, wanting nothing more than to feel him buried as deep as possible inside me.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard, so deep, but you’re not to cum until I tell you to, are you, Ashlen?”
I shook my head. I knew I wasn’t allowed to orgasm until he said, but I needed the reminder at that point.
He took his hands off me and I felt the bed move, then the telltale sound of a condom wrapper being ripped open. I shuddered in anticipation; I wanted his long hard cock in me desperately. The bed dipped again and I felt his heat covering me. Then he nuzzled into my neck—licking, sucking, biting; I could only moan around the ball in my mouth. Then with a quick motion he was balls deep, my body convulsed but I held back the orgasm—barely. Just as swiftly, he had pulled out and thrust harder into me, it was almost painful and I loved it. I wanted to run my hands down his back, scratch him, pull him closer but I couldn’t move, all I could do is lay there and let him do as he pleased.
He continued to thrust in and out of me with such force that if I wasn’t bound I would have been sliding up the bed. He murmured a reminder to me yet again that I wasn’t allowed to cum, but I wanted to. It was right there waiting on his command, my walls kept gripping him, not wanting him to leave my body and yet he continued to drive into me roughly. I moaned, whimpered, and would have begged if I could have and yet he continued to plunge in to me so deliciously hard and fast.
I don’t know how long he fucked me, keeping me so close to an orgasm that I knew would be earth shattering. I kept fighting to keep from coming, holding it back for his command; I desperately needed that command. When he finally whispered
Cris
We lay together through the aftershocks. I kept touching and kissing her softly helping her comedown. Finally, I slowly pulled out of her body and stood, quickly taking care of the condom then gently removing the ball gag and blindfold. She worked her jaw while I went to uncuff her from the bed. I lay down beside her and eased her to her back so I could rub her arms and legs, helping ease any of the discomfort from being bound. I trailed kisses down her spine, just letting her know I was there with her. She moaned and I ran my tongue back up her spine and watched her shudder.
I moved all of her glorious long gold hair out of the way and kissed up her neck until I reached the hollow behind her ear and sucked. She groaned and dug her fingers into the pillow.
“You sure you don’t want to move in with me, Ash?” I watched her hazel eyes narrow, her soft features pinch. I ran my hand through her sweaty blonde hair hoping but knowing I wouldn’t be getting the answer I wanted.
Chapter 2
Ash
I sat out on Cris’s back porch with a cold beer watching a storm slowly roll in. The black clouds looked menacing especially when the sunny sky of the afternoon was still shining bright side by side with the storm clouds. I sighed, only in Texas did you see skies like this—where you can literally have both seventy degree weather beside fifty degree storm clouds in the same neighborhood. I glanced over and watched Cris walk outside with me. I knew we were going to have the same argument that we had lately, and I really didn’t want to. That’s why I walked out of the bedroom when he asked me to move in again.
“So you ever going to answer me?”
“Do I have to?” I asked looking over at him. He really was gorgeous with his short dark hair, dark brown eyes that were almost black, his tattooed arms and chest were showing since all he had thrown on was a pair of jeans. His chest was a work of art that led down to abs made for licking that tapered down to that perfect V. Damn, he was gorgeous, and he was mine, and would be mine for good if I could give him what he wanted.
“It would be nice.”
“I can’t move in with you right now.”
“Why not?”
“You know why not, we had this discussion last week.”
“Yeah, we did.”
“So you know why I can’t move in with you.”
“I love Devi, just like you do, and I love her kids, but Ash you can’t give your life up for them.”
“I’m not giving my life up, I am doing my job.”
“And you can do your job and not live there.”
“They need me.”
“I need you.”
“Cris, you don’t understand what they are going through right now.”
“Yeah I do. I talk to her daily. I know exactly what she’s going through.”
“Then you know why I can’t leave right now.”
“All right, what about when Seth comes back from tour?”
“What about it?”
“They are taking a break after the tour is over. Talked to Sam about it yesterday; he says probably a year
