Forbidden Fantasies

Chapter Nine

Noah started by unbuttoning his vest and draping it over my chair. He pulled at his tie until it unraveled. He slid it slowly off his neck and stepped towards me.

"Take off your dress. Slowly." He commanded in a soft but strict tone. I immediately complied, reaching for the zipper in the back. I pulled it down slowly, then pushed each of the thick straps off my shoulders, allowing the dress to fall to the ground. I stepped out of the dress and kicked it off to the side. I went to take off my heels when Noah stopped me.

"No. Leave those on. Now, turn around and put your hands behind your back." I took a deep breath and faced away from Noah, doing as he said. He grabbed my wrists and skillfully tied them together with his tie. Once they were securely fastened, he rotated me to face him again.

"How does that feel? Is it too tight?" His voice was soft and tender. 

"It's good," I reassured him. It was tight enough that I was unable to move my hands but it wasn't too tight that it was hurting me.

"Good. If it gets too tight or starts to hurt you, let me know so I can get it off of you. Understood?" I nodded and he smiled. "Now, on your knees. I want to fuck that delightful mouth of yours."

My cheeks burned red and I gasped in surprise. He was very forward, yet casual with his command. It sounded like what he was saying was just another sentence and it took me a moment to compose myself before I sunk to my knees. He made quick work of his belt and slacks, finally freeing his enormous erection from its confines. 

"Before I claim your sweet mouth, I want to let you know that there will be some hair pulling and I will be in complete control of your head. If at any point it becomes too much, just kick your feet and I will stop immediately."

"Yes, Sir." I looked up at him through my lashes and bit my lip. I know it's probably weird, but I was actually looking forward to him claiming me. Just being here, on my knees, tied up in front of him was turning me on. He could do whatever he wanted to me and I was excited. Noah's cock was so hard and it twitched at the sight of me licking my lips in anticipation. Even though Noah was clearly ready to take me, he still stopped to make sure I was ready. Once I told him I was, he entangled his hand in my hair, allowed me to position my mouth onto him, then shoved my head onto his cock.

His tip hit deep into the back of my throat and I gagged. Noah immediately stopped to check on me and let out a sigh of relief when I confirmed I was. He repositioned himself and forced my mouth back on him.

He continued to move my head back and forth on his cock, the tip hitting the back of my throat each time. Eventually, I got used to the feeling and no longer gagged. I began swirling my tongue around him and he began moaning. The closer he got to climax, the more aggressive he got. He now had both hands on either side of my head and was pulling me onto his cock while thrusting into my mouth. He was hitting so far back in my throat, I whimpered in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Before long, his hot sticky load shot into my mouth and I swallowed without hesitation. 

"Good girl." I continued to suck him off, ensuring he was finished. He stroked my hair before grabbing it and pulling my lips off his cock. "How was that?"

"Good. Different. But good."

"Do you want to continue like this or would you like to stop?"

"No, I want to keep going. It's actually pretty hot."

"That's my good girl. Now, on your feet." I scrambled to stand up.

I stood in front of him and grabbed my face and pulled me in for a kiss. He kissed me passionately, his tongue exploring every crevice of my mouth. I melted against him. I hated that I couldn't touch him, but I loved being at his mercy.