to him.
Eric unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it to ground. I hated that I couldn’t get a better look at him, with the room so dark, but I could see enough to know he was nicely shaped. Smooth lines trailed across his chest and down his stomach, forming muscles on his hips that held his pants just right. I licked my lips, and I knew he could see me staring.
He lowered himself to the ground and aligned himself between my legs. I wanted to raise up higher to see what he was doing, but the ropes made it uncomfortable, so I was forced to lie there.
“I think you’re aroused, Alexandra,” he said as his fingers parted my delicate flesh. “I think you’re holding back from me.”
His breath caused me to shudder when he blew against the skin of my knee.
“My fingers are already wet.”
Another wave of desire swept through me, listening to him talk like that.
Eric dipped his mouth down and captured my clit between his lips, grazing it carefully with his teeth. I cried out and arched as he teased me. Two of his fingers slid past his mouth and into my body to increase the friction.
He knew every spot to play with, every spot that needed his tongue and every spot that needed his teeth. Instinct had me straining with my arms and legs against the ropes as I tried to reach out and grasp his head when he touched at the places I wanted him to stay at. But the ties held me still.
In minutes I was grinding my hips in a rolling motion against him, hoping it would help bring me over the edge. But once I established a blissful rhythm, Eric stopped all his movements and stood between my parted legs.
I couldn’t push my thighs any farther apart, as much as I suddenly wanted to. He began to palm himself slowly, his gaze staying on me the entire time.
“We’ll prepare a contract for you the next time you come over,” Eric explained as he stroked himself. “From now on, you will do everything I tell you. You’re mine, all of you. Your mind, your body, your orgasms. They all belong to me, do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” I answered without hesitation. I would have said anything at that moment to speed up the process of getting him inside of me.
“I’m your Master now, and you will address me as such.”
“Yes, Master.”
Eric leaned forward and draped himself over me. I could feel his hardness, straining tight against his pants. He pulled my head up with one hand behind my neck and our lips met with fiery need. I kissed him back with everything I had, our tongues battling against one another. Even his mouth was just as dominating as he was.
He pulled away and I hated him for it.
“Do you want to come, Alexandra?”
I nodded my head. “Yes, Master, I do.”
He smirked. “Good. I’m glad you do.”
Eric sat up and began to untie the ropes around my wrists.
“You are not to get yourself off in any way until I tell you that you can. If I find out you’ve been playing with my pussy, then that spanking I just gave you will look like a cakewalk in comparison to what I will do.”
He released the binds and pulled me to sit up before gently massaging my tender skin where the ropes had held firm around my wrists. After, he repeated the same attention to my ankles and calves.
“You know the way out,” he said. With caution, I hobbled back to my feet and straightened my dress back over my legs. Eric watched me the entire time, resting back against the palms of his hands. I turned to look over my shoulder at him one last time before leaving the room. He gave no indication he would have anything else to say to me, and so I gathered up my purse I had dropped at the front door and walked back to my car. The drive home left me with thousands of thoughts, and an unfinished feeling gathering between my legs.
I wasn’t allowed to come.
I snorted at the idea and shook my head. Just how exactly was he going to find out if I came or not?
After parking my car in the front of my apartment, I slammed the door shut and
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