How Dare You
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,678
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
How Dare You
His eyes snapped open and he glared into the semidarkness while trying to figure out what woke him. He tried to move his hand toward his face to wipe the sleep from his eyes, but the attempt was prevented by silken ties that were wound around his wrists. Alarmed, he jerked against his bindings, learning in the process that his ankles were tied to the posts as well.
A bedside lamp snapped on and illuminated the woman standing beside the bed, a wicked smile playing on her pink lips. She wore the black silk robe he'd given her, a robe he insisted she wore with nothing else. Her mahogany hair gleaming in the light and her green eyes glittering with mischief.
"Release. Me. Now." He ordered through gritted teeth. He vowed to himself that she would be properly punished for this unauthorized act.
The smile never leaving her lips, she sat down on the bed between his right bound wrist and ankle. She dared to run a perfectly manicured fingernail down his chest as he quivered with anger.
"Why should I untie you?" She asked, her eyes wide with mock innocence. "Perhaps I enjoy you better when you're bound and at my mercy."
His eyes narrowed and he bared his teeth before warning her of what keeping him tied would mean for her. "If you don't let me go right now, I promise that I'll make you wish that you had."
Standing, she removed the robe and he realized that she'd at least followed his instructions for wearing nothing under it. She walked to the foot of the bed and stood between his spread legs. Her hands slid along his feet to his ankles, testing the bindings. She moved to kneel on the bed between his legs and let her fingers slide up his legs toward his now growing erection. He might not want to be at her mercy, but her touch could still call his body to attention.
Her smile intensified as she leaned over his body, her mouth inches away from his engorged head. Her eyes held his as her tongue flicked out, licking at his sensitive skin. A hissing breath passed from his lips. Opening her mouth, she lowered her head, careful to keep her eyes on his face. Her lips slid along his shaft as her tongue tickled against his skin. His hips, against what his brain was screaming, bucked up toward her warm mouth. His arms yanked at the ties, wanting to grab the back of her head to guide her to his pleasure.
Noticing his attempts, she released him from her mouth with an audible "pop". Shaking her head, she moved upward, licking along his stomach. Her legs straddled his body as her mouth hovered over his left nipple. He glared down at her and gave a warning to stop touching him and to release him. Smirking, she lowered her mouth and nipped at the pebbled nipple. He groaned, hating that she could force his body to respond when he expected her to do as he ordered.
"Stop this insolence right now and untie me," he ground out again.
She answered by pinching his right nipple as she sucked his left. He growled and his hands worked trying to get free. Kissing across his chest, she bit down on his right nipple. His teeth bit into his lip as he fought against giving her anymore confirmation of her power over him.
She knew, however, knew that he was fighting internally against enjoying being forced into the role she normally possessed. Her dampness rubbed against his stomach as she licked and sucked at his nipples before moving up to his neck. She considered leaving her brand in the form of a love bite on his neck, and as though he were privy to this train of thought his voice stopped her.
"Brand me and I promise you I'll make you pay in ways you will definitely NOT enjoy." His tone left no doubt that he meant what he threatened.
She chose not to press that far. When she released him, which she would have to sooner or later, he would make good on his promises. She was certain just having stolen his control would guarantee her punishment. Instead she settled for kissing and licking at his pulse, thumping against the skin of his neck.
Her lower body rocked against his stomach, letting him feel the wetness that had been growing since she first turned on the bedside lamp. She rose her head to look into his eyes as she moved to position her body over his hardness. Watching him, she grasped the shaft and rubbed the sensitive head against her wet folds, gasping at the sensation.
"Enjoy it now," he rasped. His voice threatening as his eyes burned into hers.
She slid herself down, embedding him deep inside her and stopping. Her body was shaking as she watched him staring at her atop his body. He was completely still as her hips started rocking against him. Shutting her eyes and throwing her head back, she alternated rocking and grinding until a wave of pleasure washed over her. Her moans filled the room as she clenched around him, her fingers pinching her own nipples. He willed himself to stay immobile, letting her take her pleasure from his body as though he were nothing more than a warm sex toy.
Her hands moved to where they were joined and she flicked against her hooded clit until she released a breathless scream. She collapsed on his chest, breathing heavily.
He waited until her breathing returned before ordering her again to untie him. This time, weak and trembling, she slid off of his body and complied. As soon as his wrists were free he moved, untying his ankles and then grabbing her by the waist and throwing her down where he had been laying.
"You've had your ride, now it's my turn." His voice was rough as were his hands as he dug fingers into her hips and slammed deep inside of her.
Taking no notice of her pleasure, he used her body to relieve his engorged sex. His thrusting was fast and hard. His fingernails digging into the tender flesh of her hips as his teeth and tongue assaulted her nipples. He turned a deaf ear to her pleas for mercy. His pelvic bone dug into her as he ground down against her, releasing his passion and frustration in several gushes.
She was gasping for breath, her hips hurting from the pressure of his fingers and her breasts screaming from his oral attentions. He leaned forward until his lips were a hair away from her ear and whispered, "Don't even THINK I'm finished with you yet."
A bedside lamp snapped on and illuminated the woman standing beside the bed, a wicked smile playing on her pink lips. She wore the black silk robe he'd given her, a robe he insisted she wore with nothing else. Her mahogany hair gleaming in the light and her green eyes glittering with mischief.
"Release. Me. Now." He ordered through gritted teeth. He vowed to himself that she would be properly punished for this unauthorized act.
The smile never leaving her lips, she sat down on the bed between his right bound wrist and ankle. She dared to run a perfectly manicured fingernail down his chest as he quivered with anger.
"Why should I untie you?" She asked, her eyes wide with mock innocence. "Perhaps I enjoy you better when you're bound and at my mercy."
His eyes narrowed and he bared his teeth before warning her of what keeping him tied would mean for her. "If you don't let me go right now, I promise that I'll make you wish that you had."
Standing, she removed the robe and he realized that she'd at least followed his instructions for wearing nothing under it. She walked to the foot of the bed and stood between his spread legs. Her hands slid along his feet to his ankles, testing the bindings. She moved to kneel on the bed between his legs and let her fingers slide up his legs toward his now growing erection. He might not want to be at her mercy, but her touch could still call his body to attention.
Her smile intensified as she leaned over his body, her mouth inches away from his engorged head. Her eyes held his as her tongue flicked out, licking at his sensitive skin. A hissing breath passed from his lips. Opening her mouth, she lowered her head, careful to keep her eyes on his face. Her lips slid along his shaft as her tongue tickled against his skin. His hips, against what his brain was screaming, bucked up toward her warm mouth. His arms yanked at the ties, wanting to grab the back of her head to guide her to his pleasure.
Noticing his attempts, she released him from her mouth with an audible "pop". Shaking her head, she moved upward, licking along his stomach. Her legs straddled his body as her mouth hovered over his left nipple. He glared down at her and gave a warning to stop touching him and to release him. Smirking, she lowered her mouth and nipped at the pebbled nipple. He groaned, hating that she could force his body to respond when he expected her to do as he ordered.
"Stop this insolence right now and untie me," he ground out again.
She answered by pinching his right nipple as she sucked his left. He growled and his hands worked trying to get free. Kissing across his chest, she bit down on his right nipple. His teeth bit into his lip as he fought against giving her anymore confirmation of her power over him.
She knew, however, knew that he was fighting internally against enjoying being forced into the role she normally possessed. Her dampness rubbed against his stomach as she licked and sucked at his nipples before moving up to his neck. She considered leaving her brand in the form of a love bite on his neck, and as though he were privy to this train of thought his voice stopped her.
"Brand me and I promise you I'll make you pay in ways you will definitely NOT enjoy." His tone left no doubt that he meant what he threatened.
She chose not to press that far. When she released him, which she would have to sooner or later, he would make good on his promises. She was certain just having stolen his control would guarantee her punishment. Instead she settled for kissing and licking at his pulse, thumping against the skin of his neck.
Her lower body rocked against his stomach, letting him feel the wetness that had been growing since she first turned on the bedside lamp. She rose her head to look into his eyes as she moved to position her body over his hardness. Watching him, she grasped the shaft and rubbed the sensitive head against her wet folds, gasping at the sensation.
"Enjoy it now," he rasped. His voice threatening as his eyes burned into hers.
She slid herself down, embedding him deep inside her and stopping. Her body was shaking as she watched him staring at her atop his body. He was completely still as her hips started rocking against him. Shutting her eyes and throwing her head back, she alternated rocking and grinding until a wave of pleasure washed over her. Her moans filled the room as she clenched around him, her fingers pinching her own nipples. He willed himself to stay immobile, letting her take her pleasure from his body as though he were nothing more than a warm sex toy.
Her hands moved to where they were joined and she flicked against her hooded clit until she released a breathless scream. She collapsed on his chest, breathing heavily.
He waited until her breathing returned before ordering her again to untie him. This time, weak and trembling, she slid off of his body and complied. As soon as his wrists were free he moved, untying his ankles and then grabbing her by the waist and throwing her down where he had been laying.
"You've had your ride, now it's my turn." His voice was rough as were his hands as he dug fingers into her hips and slammed deep inside of her.
Taking no notice of her pleasure, he used her body to relieve his engorged sex. His thrusting was fast and hard. His fingernails digging into the tender flesh of her hips as his teeth and tongue assaulted her nipples. He turned a deaf ear to her pleas for mercy. His pelvic bone dug into her as he ground down against her, releasing his passion and frustration in several gushes.
She was gasping for breath, her hips hurting from the pressure of his fingers and her breasts screaming from his oral attentions. He leaned forward until his lips were a hair away from her ear and whispered, "Don't even THINK I'm finished with you yet."