A Place of Our Own

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As he carried her to their rooms, he waited until they were out of earshot and smacked her ass hard.
"Ouch!"
"What were you thinking sitting on Santa's lap like that?"
"Nothing, Morgan wanted me to visit you and ...."
"Do you know how hard it was for me to control myself for the rest of the evening?" He asked, "I wanted you the moment you walked down that staircase. Getting you out of this dress was all I could think about all evening. Then dancing with everyone else, tsk tsk. You know how to make a man jealous."
"I swear, I was trying to be nice to everyone. Did it really bother you that much?" They we're in the new apartment now. He slowly slid her down from his shoulder. She could feel his muscles taunt through his clothes and then brushed against his hard member straining his pants. She could feel the heat and desire radiating off of him. Her eyes got big, "oh," was all she could get out.
She was getting out of his suit jacket when she reached up to undo the studs of his shirt. He pushed her down to the bed. "No, I think you deserve a little punishment for tonight." She chewed her full bottom lip, that always drove him insane. He reached down and removed both of her shoes. Then he tied her feet to the bottom of the bed's bannister with a silk rope so that she could close her legs. He started at her ankle nibbling his way up to her thigh as he rain a single finger up the other. He gathered her dress and pulled it up over her head.
"I've been waiting all night to unwrap my Christmas present," he whispered into her ear, "and I've been a very good boy this year."
She gulped audibly. She had on a black and cream thong and no bra. He ran his hands through her hair as he kicked his shoes and socks off. "God, you smell good." He was nibbling her earlobes.
To say she wanted him there and then was an understatement. He grabbed a wrist gently and secured it to the bannister higher up and did the same with her other wrist. He left a trail of kisses down her arm and across her breasts as he switched to the other hand. "Oh this will never do," he said looking down at her. He rolled his thumbs under the sides of her thong. "Sorry, darling, I'll buy you another." As he ripped them off of her. He let the scrap of fabric fall to the floor.
"Who do you belong to?" He asked nipping at her navel.
"You. James, only you." She said breathily.
"Hmm what am I going to do with you?"
"Anything you want, James. Please."
He walked over towards his night stand, she could hear him rummaging around for something but couldn't twist her body to see due to the angle. She felt a flick against her ass and the bed behind her sink a bit. He was straddled behind her now.
"Open your mouth and suck what I put in." She did, it was something metal. He slowly pulled it out and then felt his hand dived her butt cheeks. "Exhale all the way." She did as she was told. The butt slid inside her. It didn't hurt, it was an odd sensation if anything. "You ok?"
"Yes, I've been wanting to try one, but never had the courage or anyone who wanted to try one with me."
"Oh, baby," he husked into her neck, "anything you ever want to try, you just ask."
She moaned as she arched her back into him against his cock still in his trousers. He lovely played with her hair letting it slowly fall out of her updo. The ends curled around her breasts making such a delicious image for him as he looked in the mirror in front of their be through hooded eyes. He then kissed her neck and collarbone working her breasts and nipples with each hand. When her body started to lower so she could press into him harder, he pulled her back up. Holding her upright with one hand splayed about her breast, he dipped a finger into her cunt and played with her clit. He played going back and forth between the two adding another finger, when he felt she was getting close he stopped. She was breathless and her legs were shaking as he walked towards the front of her. Her head lolled. God, he thought, she was exquisite.
He removed his pants and boxers, letting them pool on the floor. He sucked on one breast while working the other. When he removed his mouth he slowly scraped his teeth over her tit. Then she felt a smack on her ass. It wasn't his hand, it was a riding crop. He switched to the other breast. When she lowered herself into his mouth she felt another smack on the ass straightening her posture. He slowly walked around her dragging the tip of the crop over her skin. If she leaned into the touch and enjoyed it, she was rewarded with another smack.
He knelt down before her and sucked her clit hard. He began altering his fingers and his tongue into her cunny. She loved it, he worked his way until he was fisting her. She moaned and he moaned onto her clit. The caused her knees to buckled and he flicked both nipples with the crop. That was enough of a distraction for him to untie her ankles without noticing. He picked up her thighs and wrapped them around him. The tip of his huge dick hovering at her entrance but not entering yet.
He laid her body back so that her arms were taught. He licked the seat forming from her navel into between her breasts. Then James crushed into her mouth hard, it was as if all the oxygen was being sucked out of her. Slowly, so that she could feel every bump and vein, he slid into her. She gasped and tighten her grip on him with her legs. He reached up and untied each wrist kissing them one after another and draped her arms around his shoulders. He steadied her back against a wall and began to work her faster. Tears where rolling down her face as she bucked in return.
"My beautiful, smart, sexy woman, all mine. Heart and soul." He said. She came undone crashing around him breathing heavily. He road the wave with her soon having his own orgasm. She looked up at him with a goofy smile on her face and an exhausted look in her eye. He gently untangled himself from her laying her out on the bed. He got a wash cloth from the bathroom and cleaned her up removing the butt plug and cleaning that as well. She was already passed out when he started to clean her. She was a feast for the eyes and for the senses. Yes, no matter how long it might take he would make her his in every way. She was already so committed to loving him, he wanted her to also legally be his. He just didn't know how to go about it.
He laid his head on her abdomen, kissing it. He thought of a plan as he traced lazy circles with his finger around her hip bone until he too fell asleep.

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