She started to roll toward him but came up short when she tugged on her left arm and was reminded she was cuffed to the bed.
Jason slid his hand up her arm to her wrist and pressed it against the mattress. “Leave your hand here, baby.” He proceeded to kiss her neck, nuzzling her and nipping at her skin until she squirmed. “You’re so wiggly,” he mused as he rolled her to her back and lifted her right hand toward the opposite corner of the bed.
She met his gaze for the first time this morning, blinking in the dim light coming in through the blinds. The look in his eyes was predatory, and it made her body quiver. “I need to fuck you. You’ve had me hard all night. Are you too sore?”
Her face heated at the intimacy as he stared at her, making her feel even more naked than simply not having any clothes on. It felt like he was looking into her soul. “No.” The word was breathy.
He rolled away from her, still holding her wrist in place, the blankets and sheets went with him, the soft material dragging over her nipples until they stiffened.
She heard the drawer opening on the bedside table and wondered what else he had in there. When she heard the clinking noise of a chain, she twisted her face to see a second set of handcuffs just as he secured her wrist. How many of those does he have?
She drew her knees together as she considered the possibility that he might have two more sets. The thought of being secured spread-eagled on his bed both frightened and excited her.
After clasping the second cuff to the bedpost, Jason returned to her side, leaning on his hip as he met her gaze again. He flattened his palm on her belly, teasing her skin with his fingers. His palm was so large that it spanned her entire stomach.
“Jason,” she whimpered. Her nipples were stiff points, and wetness had pooled between her legs. She’d never been restrained like this. It was heady while at the same time unnerving.
His gaze roamed down her frame. His voice was low and calm. “Let me look at you. We were in a frenzy last night. I didn’t get a chance to stare at your sexy little body. It’s been six months. Let me look.”
She shivered under his gaze.
He slid his hand up to cup one of her breasts, so lightly, thumbing her nipple until she moaned and arched her chest.
“I love the way you respond to me.”
She loved it too, even though it scared her at the same time. Libby was always in control. Of everything. Nothing happened in her life that she didn’t plan and dictate. Not until Jason came along. He controlled everything, bringing her body to life in a way she hadn’t known was possible.
He cupped her other breast next, teasing it in the same way. “Open your legs for me, little one.”
She realized she was gripping her knees together, keeping the intense arousal at bay as much as possible. At his command, she drew her knees up, squeezing them tighter.
A sudden tight pinch to her nipple made her gasp.
“Legs, baby. Spread them open.”
She dropped her feet to the mattress and let her knees fall apart. What am I hiding from him, anyway?
Jason released her breast to crawl between her legs. He grabbed her knees, pushed them higher and wider, and then slid his hands down her inner thighs. His fingers grazed the edges of her pussy, not touching her anywhere she most craved.
She rolled her head to one side and bit into her lower lip, fighting against the embarrassment of being so thoroughly inspected.
“I love the way you shaved for me, little one. Did you do this yesterday?”
The question was so personal. “Yes,” she breathed. She certainly hadn’t shaved for Eddie. She’d had no intention of sleeping with Eddie. But she’d known with certainty she would be sleeping with Jason. Just as she had the last time she’d been with him.
He parted her labia, and the moment the air in the room hit her open sex, she quivered. He released her legs and moved one palm up to her belly, using his thumb to pull the hood back from her clit. With his other hand, he spread her lower lips apart again and dragged his fingers through her wetness.
She nearly shot off the bed when he flicked her clit.
“Keep your legs open for me, or I’ll cuff them like I did your wrists.”
Her mouth fell open.
“You have the sexiest body I’ve ever seen, Libby. I love how it responds to me. I’m going to eat your sweet pussy now until you scream, and then I’m going to fuck you until you scream louder.”
The play-by-play he tended to give her made her hornier.
Libby sucked in a breath when he lowered himself between her legs, gripped her thighs, and reverently kissed her sex before dragging his tongue through her wetness and then suckling her clit.
She moaned, her heels digging into the mattress. In seconds, she was close to coming. Did she have permission to come? Would he spank her if she didn’t wait for his instructions? “Sir…”
He nipped her clit with his teeth and lifted his gaze. “You need to come already, baby?”
“Yes. Please.” Her knees quivered.
He didn’t say anything before he dipped his head down and thrust his tongue into her. His hands slid under her ass and gripped her cheeks as he lifted her pussy toward his face.
When his lips wrapped around her clit, she couldn’t stop the waves of pleasure from consuming her. She would just have to endure the punishment if it came. Right now, all she cared about was the incredible release. Her body shook with spasms as she moaned loudly.
Jason slowly eased off, licking and kissing her as he gradually withdrew his attention. He wiped his mouth on the sheets and then stretched across her to grab something else from the bedside
